He took another small step toward me, bringing the toe of his shoes so that they touched mine. He reached forward and took my hands in his, never taking his eyes off of me for a second.
My heart jumped out of my chest and a burst of energy flowed through me. Dr. Matthews had obviously felt the same pull of attraction that I had. It was electric and so thick in the air that I could practically taste it.
“Hannah,” he said softly. “I don't know what I'd do without you.”
He lifted one of his hands and brought it to my cheek. His touch caused me to take a quick inward breath. He cradled my chin, lifting it so that our eyes were in direct line of sight. Everything inside of me froze and heated at the same time.
Dr. Matthews
leaned in and brought his lips toward mine. He paused right before our lips touched. Just for a moment, though. It was as if he were making sure that I wanted this. The universe held its breath as we both held our breath. I noticed everything from the way his aftershave lingered in the air to the water droplets in his hair. After a second that felt like eternity, he leaned in the rest of the way, firmly pressing his lips against mine.
Our fate was sealed.
A soft moan made its way up my throat as I relaxed into his kiss. I closed my eyes and let my hands drift up toward his face. His beard stubble tickled my fingertips as I dragged them over his cheeks.
It must have been the adrenaline we'd both experienced that morning. Or maybe it was that the emergency had bonded us closer than ever before. I didn't know what had gotten into either of us, but I suppose it didn't need explaining. It felt good and right and that's all I really cared about. I needed a release that only he could give me.
Jacob slowly broke our kiss and dropped his hands to the top of my hips. Then he leaned in again, passionately pressing his lips to mine. My heart began to do flip flops behind my rib cage. Within a few seconds, I felt Jacob open his mouth and gently dart his tongue out, teasing it into my mouth.
A tingling sensation coursed through my body as our tongues lightly wrestled with each others, twisting around in a sensual dance. I reveled in the sensations: his taste, his smell, the way he held his body against mine. This wasn't a dream. This was actually happening.
Jacob broke the kiss and took a step back. His cheeks were flushed and his eyes dark.
“I'm sorry. That was unprofessional.”
My heart hammered in my chest and my lips ached for more of his kisses.
“I don't care,” I told him. “I don't want to stop.”
He looked up, his eyes bright as they met mine. Desire that matched my own shone in them and my body heated. I took the step forward to bring us back together. Slowly, I brought my hand up and wrapped it around the back of his neck.
“Are you sure you're okay with this?” he asked, his hands already coming to my hips.
“Just shut up and kiss me,” I said, still smiling.
He kissed me again, only this time it was more passionate, more aggressive. He pulled me close. The warmth of his body radiated against my front, but it was nothing compared to the heat that was building between my legs. Another moan escaped my throat. Our hands drifted up and down each others body and the lust between us soared to an unimaginable height.
We should try to get emergency calls here more often, I thought.
It was so amazing that both of us were able to drop our walls and just let go. The way he kissed me showed me that this was something he'd wanted to do for a long time. I guess it just took something drastic for him to realize that the right time is always now.
I took a step back as a concern flashed into my mind. Donna always seemed to forget something and come back to the office most nights. The last thing either of us needed was to be caught making out in there. Something like that would most definitely be the news of the day in a town like ours.
“We should lock the door,” I said.
He nodded in agreement and quickly spun around. He turned the lock on the handle and then strolled toward me again. Just like in my dreams, his pupils were dilated as he gave me a once over. There was eagerness in his steps as he closed the gap between us once again.
This time, he didn't stop when his toes met mine. He wrapped his hands around my waist and took a few more steps forward, causing me to back up against the nearby wall. He kept me pressed there, his eyes drifting down toward my chest and then back up. He was breathing harder now. The dam had broken and it was obvious that anything he had held back over the years was finally about to be released.
Something about being backed up against that wall turned me on more than I'd ever been before. I knew that Jacob was powerful, both in work and how he dealt with people. Having that assertiveness focused on me, though, was exhilarating.
As we kissed, I lifted the bottom of his shirt up and placed my hands onto his bare stomach. I could feel his abdominal muscles flex with each of his breaths and I let my fingers trace their way lower, meandering downward toward the top of his slacks.
His hands drifted on my body as well. They started at my hips and then moved their way around. He gently touched the top of my ass and then slid his fingers up my sides, pulling my shirt up along with them. It was now bunched up just below my breasts.
Jacob broke the kiss. I noticed his shoulders moving up and down with his breathing. His eyes had dilated further. It looked like he was a hungry animal about to pounce its prey. I was more than happy to be that prey.
His fingers grabbed the fabric of my shirt and lifted. He dropped the shirt to the floor and stared at me for a moment. I looked up at him as I pulled the sports bra off and over my head. His eyes dilated.