Tailwind (Love By Design 4)

“Phew, so it’s fine.”

“No, it’s missing.”

“No, no, no, that’s not me being right, Chase.” He takes a deep breath and pushes me on my back, my head fluffing the pillow under my head with a thump.

“Okay, let me check.” His palms spread my thighs open wide and I scoot back on the bed bumping my head on the headboard.

“Oww.” I’m rubbing my head and pushing his oaf body back.

“Don’t move.”

“Get out of my lady business.” I pointed my finger at him. I hated going to the doctor once a year so there was no way I was about to let Chase get all friendly with my cooter in a clinical way. That was a sure fire way to take the sexiness out of our relationship.

“Win, let me check for the rest of the condom.”

“Oh so now you’re a doctor?” I asked incredulously. This was ridiculous.

He rolled his eyes.

“Actually.” He held up his finger and I had the urge to bite it off. His finger, not his dick, though maybe the condom wouldn’t be in pieces had I been giving him head instead of our rough monkey love.

“You’re a veterinarian, not a gynecologist.”

He smiled and put his head down on my stomach shaking.

“Chase Calloway, I will castrate you if you’re laughing at me.”

He muffled his chuckles but the fucker was definitely laughing and not in the laughing with you kind of way.

“Thanks for the clarification, but I still went to medical school.”

“Uh, for horses and chickens.” I rolled my eyes.

He shakes out another laugh.

“Don’t forget puppies and kitties.”

He crawled up next to me huffing. A smile parted his lips but I didn’t feel relieved. I felt a terrifying shock.

“Kitties, seriously?” I hissed. If he was going to compare my pussy to furry cats I was kicking his ass out of bed, and maybe my life.

“Win just relax.”

“I bet you say that to all the pretty fillies before you’re elbow deep in horse vagina.”

Chase let out a derisive huff.

“Really?” He said.

I gave that image a second thought and shuddered.

“Sorry, no.” I mumbled clearly out of my mind.

“Would you like an apple to munch on, sweetheart?”

I pointed my finger at him and waved to my business between my legs. “Fuck you and get fishing, I’d like to take a shower after this.” I leaned back against the headboard feeling absolutely zero romance about this with my arms crossed over my chest. Chase slipped his fingers between my folds that presently felt less feminine and petal like. I’m pretty sure this is worse than a yearly exam.

“Breath out and relax.”