Desperate Desires (Mergers & Acquisitions #3)

Chapter 16-y

“ L ook at you, my dirty girl, coming all over my knife like that. Squirting like such a good girl.”

“Ono,” I moaned, because he was still rubbing my clit, and it still felt good.

“I hadn’t planned on this. I was just coming to get you, but now I have to fuck you, Doc. I can’t stop till I feel this pussy coming on my dick,” he growled.

I was trying to catch my breath otherwise I would have marveled at his strength and how he held me captive against that wall while he opened his pants, replacing the knife handle with his thick, gloriously hard cock.

Thank fuck.

I sighed and then gasped as he withdrew and leaned back, grabbing the fabric between my legs, tearing it and making the hole even wider.

Then he pounded back in and slammed his mouth over mine, capturing my whispered screams and fucking me into another dimension.

At least, that was how it felt to me.

My nipples tightened, the buds digging into his chest as his next ruthless thrust had him grinding the thick base of his cock right against my clit.

I was aware of the fact I was doing nothing but holding on for the ride. But maybe that was enough.

Ono sure seemed thrilled with it. With his so fucking good and deliciously rough handling of my body, I trusted him to take care of it, to take care of me.

Odd how natural that felt. How ready I was to just give this man possession of my being.

To let him lead me into total and complete ecstasy.

To grant him dominion over my flesh.

“This pussy is mine, Doc. Tell me,” he growled.

Ono lifted his head, wrapping one big hand around my neck. He kept moving, keeping his thrusts shallow, rubbing me sooooooo right .

I was so close it was hard to think, much less speak in hushed tones that were necessary lest someone heard us.

“Tell. Me.”

I could see need dancing in his eyes like a madness and I knew he felt just as crazy as I felt. I had no experience with passion like this, but I couldn’t deny it.

“Bellezza,” he said, jostling me from my reverie.

“What? Oh, Ono, yes! I’m so close.”

“Tell me this is my pussy. I need it, Doc. Want it so bad.”

“It’s yours, Ono. All yours, Baby. Please let me come,” I said, moaning at the gush of wetness that flooded my core.

Whether it was my admitting my pussy belonged to him or my begging him to grant me bliss that made me so hot and needy for him didn’t matter.

All I knew was the second I said those words it felt like I unleashed something inside myself I never knew I needed.

Like allowing this man's claim over me had freed me somehow and my body started to sing. And by sing I didn’t mean nursery rhymes.

Nope.

I meant he made it sing glass-shattering operatic notes that made angels weep.

Maybe it was because Ono had followed me into that pleasure that made it so good. He bit my shoulder and pumped three more times, emptying his balls inside my willing body.

Or maybe it was because he really did want me as much as he said.

This feeling of rightness was just so strong. The orgasm he gave me, simply unparalleled. Nothing compared to him.

It felt like I’d been launched from a cannon straight into the stratosphere, gravity forgotten as I hurtled through the endless expanse of our shared pleasure.

The force of it ripped me from reality, sending me spiraling into the vast unknown, weightless and untethered.

Like I was on the brink of the cosmos with nothing to hold on to but the overwhelming pull of that singular, irresistible force that was Ono.

Eons later, I came back to myself and found Ono cleaning up what he could of the mess we’d made between my legs.

“Put this on,” he said, removing his jacket, pausing when his gaze met my shoes.

“What are those?”

“They’re Crocs.”

“Crocs?”

“Yes. Look, they are ugly but comfortable as fuck and you can throw them in the washer machine to get clean.”

“They’re cute,” he said, perfectly sculpted eyebrows raised.

“Yeah, right,” I mumbled and rolled my eyes.

I had extra scrubs in my locker, but it would be uncomfortable to walk through the hospital in my present state, so I did not argue. I just took his jacket and put it on, grinning at the length of the sleeves which he helped roll up.

“We gotta go,” he said.

“What do you mean we ? I have surgical rounds to finish?—”

“You’re done for the day. In fact, you’re done for a few weeks. They need the time for construction, anyway.”

Ono pulled me with him, opening the door where I found his driver, or bodyguard, or whatever he was, waiting for us.

“Car’s ready, Boss,” the man, Gio, said and walked ahead of us.

There was another man flanking our rear, and I knew I had to say something. But I was still processing what he’d said.

“I don’t know what’s going on, but y-you can’t just do this. I can’t take the day or weeks off. I have to stay here!”

I was flabbergasted and ignoring the curious stares of my colleagues, peers, and patients alike as I followed the gorgeous man and his bodyguards through the hallway.

“You can. I talked to your attending and the president of the hospital. We gotta go, Doc. Should have left right away, but I got sidetracked by you in those fucking scrubs,” he said, and turned back to look at me over his shoulder with heat in his gaze.

“My scrubs? What the hell are you talking about? They are the most mundane, least sexy thing a person could ever wear,” I said and scoffed as I got on the elevator with him.

“I don’t know what kind of people you see every day, but trust me, you in those scrubs is hot as fuck. In fact, it’s making me think twice about whether or not the money I just donated to this place in your name was worth it. Maybe I should take it back. Buy you a clinic closer to home. Fuck.”

“Wait. What the hell are you talking about? You donated money?”

“Yeah, they’re gonna add a wing for you, a lab specifically for pediatric medical engineering.”

“You? They? What?”

“Well, they didn’t have one, and you mentioned you wanted to work in that field. But if you want something else, just let me know and I’ll tell them to change it,” he said like it was nothing at all.

The elevator started to drop, and I felt like my whole world had just turned all topsy-turvy.

Did Ono really do all that?

Did he give money to the hospital so I could have the specialty I wanted? Why?

“Wait. Stop!” I said, planting my feet firmly on the floor, as he pulled me towards a big SUV sitting right outside the elevator in the underground parking lot of the hospital.

“I don’t understand what is happening,” I said.

“Look, you know I was shot and that I’ve been trying to find the people behind the attack?”

“Yes. And I thought you succeeded?”

“I found some, but there is always someone higher, understand? There’s been a threat, and it mentioned people I’m close to. You specifically.”

“W-what kind of threat?”

“The kind that gets people killed, Michelle. Now, I need to protect you. I need it so everyone knows you are off limits, got it?”

“H-how do you do that?” I asked.

Fear flitted through me, and I knew it was my survival instinct kicking in. This time, I did not resist Ono when he pulled me close to his big, sturdy frame and opened the car door, lifting me by the waist into the seat.

“I make you untouchable,” he said, answering my question.

“How?” I asked.

My heart was pounding so hard inside my chest I thought it would burst right out of my skin.

“That’s easy, Doc,” he said, flashing those blue eyes at me and making me tremble.

“I make you my wife.”