The Match

“I don’t need to get you drunk to get you naked.” I flash one of my boyish smiles at her and slide my hand up her inner thigh. “I already had you. I didn’t even have to buy you a drink to shove my cock in that tight pussy.”

She sucks in a deep breath and lets it out. “No, you didn’t. You know, I never do stuff like this.”

I want to roll my eyes or laugh so fucking bad. “You keep telling me that. If I had a dollar for every time I’ve heard that, I’d be rich.”

She stills at my side and clutches the stem of the glass with both hands. “I hate to break it to you, but you are rich. So you must hear that a lot.”

This time, I laugh. Not at her but with her. “I do okay.”

She scrunches her nose at me in confusion and eyes up the long glass window that overlooks the Delaware River. “Right. Because everyone in Philly can afford to live in this building.”

Choosing to ignore her comment, I peel her fingers from the glass one at a time, holding her gaze. “More wine?”

She bites down on her bottom lip and then licks her lips. “Why not?”

It’s cute how nervous she is around me. Ava has an innocence about her that almost makes me feel as if I am in medical school again.

I take my time in the kitchen, even though she can see me from the living room. Ava needs a second to get used to me. Used to being inside my apartment. Most girls are either overwhelmed by my success or cling to me in hopes that I will be their next sugar daddy. Not gonna happen.

With an open floor plan that overlooks the city, the entire apartment has a perfect view of Penn’s Landing and the bright lights that light up the bridge to New Jersey. Ava’s eyes travel between the wall of windows and me. I smile in her direction, hoping to lighten the mood. She was so forward on the roof, so willing and eager to take my cock. Now, she’s acting different. Maybe I should have fucked her one last time and parted ways.

Walking toward her, with our drinks in hand, I wait for her to meet my gaze, and smile. She returns the gesture, the corners of her mouth turning up into a lopsided grin.

I hand her the glass. “Drink up.”

She pinches the stem between her fingers. “Do I get a tour or what? This place is so big it should come with a map.”

I sink into the cushion next to her and laugh. “The only tour I want to give you is of my bedroom.”

She sips from the glass this time, instead of pounding it. “That’s the tour I was looking for anyway.”

“Good, because it’s the one I am giving.”

I scoot closer to her on the couch and clasp her wrist to feel her pulse race. Every day, I repeat the same task at work. Feeling someone’s life force through my fingertips, the blood flowing through their veins, reminds me that I am still alive. I survived so I that I could save lives.

Still holding onto her wrist, I count the beats as her heart rate quickens. “You don’t have to be so nervous around me, Ava. I’m not going to bite. Not unless you want me to.”

“I liked that.” She turns her head to the side, away from me, exposing her neck to me. Ava runs her fingers along her soft skin. “I’d like you to bite me right here. Again. While you fuck me.”

“Is that so?” I lean down to plant a kiss on her neck, taking in her delicious scent. She smells of apricot and something else I cannot place and good enough to eat. Grazing my teeth along her soft skin, I tease her until a soft moan escapes her lips. “Right now?” I nibble at her neck and hold her chin in my hand, feeling her body tremble.

“Especially now,” she says under her breath. Ava moves her hand from her thigh to mine and her fingers creep slowly up to my growing erection. “One more time, and then we’ll go our separate ways. I start a new job on Monday. I don’t have time for relationships or anything else. So fuck me. Give me the best orgasm of my life, something I will remember.”

I sit back, stare into her bright blue eyes, and watch her chest rise and fall with each breath she takes.

One-night stands are easier in my line of work. I’m never home, have zero time for anything outside of the hospital, and prefer to keep human interactions to a bare minimum. Much like sex, saving lives requires a special set of skills. After years of practice in both areas, I have learned a thing or two about both. And I’m about to show Ava once more how well I can use my hands. This time, I get to take my time with her.

Ava licks her lips. Then, she climbs onto my lap with hunger in her eyes and hooks her legs around my back, taking my bottom lip in her mouth, before she slips her tongue inside. Where I’m normally calm and in control, Ava is wild and aggressive. But I am always in charge. I palm the back of her head and thread my fingers through her hair, tugging as I deepen the kiss.

She moans and rocks her hips against my cock that is begging to be free from these pants. With my other hand, I flip open the button, pull down the zipper, and stroke myself. Her lips break away from mine and her gaze lowers. I lean back against the sofa, and Ava watches me for a second, before she takes over, replacing my big hand with both of hers.

I clutch her waist and groan, tilting my head back against the cushion. “I want to come in your mouth.”

She slides off me, right between my legs, and gets on her knees. Resuming the hold she had on my cock, Ava leans forward to lick the tip. As her tongue glides along my skin, I groan from the pure pleasure. Ava’s eyes widen

when she sits back on her heels, about to shove my cock into her mouth, and takes in my size. She already felt every inch of me when she was milking my cock with her pussy. I’ve had the same reaction from plenty of women. But Ava looks like she’s up for the challenge. Staring up at me, she sucks in a deep breath, and then wraps her lips around me until the tip of my cock makes contact with the back of her throat.

I twist her hair through my fingers, holding Ava where I want her when she finds the perfect rhythm. My actions tell her not to stop, and she obeys me. Like a good girl. Her mouth is so warm, and the purring sound she makes only adds to the sensation. It doesn’t take long before the pressure builds, and I find my release.