12. Silas
Chapter 12
Silas
It's been three days since I've seen Kimberly. Three long days. Our schedules have been so crazy that we've only been able to communicate through texts. It's driving me nuts. I'm going to have to figure something out because I'm going through withdrawals. Maybe after my next meeting I can go find her at the hospital and try to steal her away.
The screen of my computer keeps going in and out of focus even with my reading glasses on, meaning I've been looking at this paperwork for too long. My office phone rings and I'm so thankful for the distraction. "Cabot."
Luna's voice comes through the phone. "There's a woman here who has brought you lunch. She says her name is Kimberly."
"Let her in Luna."
My cock hardens at the idea of seeing Kimberly. The door to my office opens up and sure enough Kimberly walks through, in a pair of scrubs holding a bag of takeout in her hands, only she could make wearing a pair of scrubs look sexy.
Walking straight to me at my desk, she places the bag down, leaning over and giving me a chaste kiss on the lips . Yeah, that will not fly. I need to feel all of her against me. Grabbing her by the waist, I pull her down onto my lap, crashing my lips to hers and, sliding my tongue into her mouth, causing her to groan. I love the way she responds to me. She doesn't even realize she's grinding into me. Fuck, I'm going to come in my pants if she doesn't stop soon.
"Little doe, you have to stop that."
"Stop what?" she asks innocently as she continues to grind on me.
Fuck, she knows exactly what she's doing to me. Before I can stop her, she slides down to her knees. My cock is as hard as a damn rod. The image she's giving me right now, damn. Her hands go straight to my waistband and as she unbuttons my pants, I watch her every move, hypnotized by everything she does.
She unzips me, tugging at my pants. Lifting my hips to help her she slides my pants and briefs down to my knees. Her dainty hand goes around my cock, hardening it more, than I thought was possible. Then she licks the underside of my shaft. My head leans back against my office chair as my eyes flutter close. Shit.
"Little doe."
She doesn't let me continue. This time she puts her entire mouth over my cock and takes me in deep down her throat. One hand instantly goes to her head as my fingers tangling in her hair. It takes everything in me to not thrust myself into her mouth or to hold her down with my hand.
She glides her mouth down over my shaft as her hand reaches for my balls. "Fuck." Looking down at her, I've never seen such a beautiful sight, I love the way she looks at me while her mouth is full of my cock. When she glides up to the top my free hand grips the arm of the chair, trying hard not to get rougher as the tip of her tongue swirls around it. But the notion is ridiculous because the way she is handling me is slowly knocking down my walls.
Kimberly must feel that I'm holding back because she smiles up at me with a wicked glint in her eye. Grabbing my cock, she licks me like a popsicle. It's going to be hard not to come down her pretty little throat. She continues to play me like a fiddle, my fingers digging into the plastic. When she comes off my cock, there's no way I could predict what comes out of her mouth next.
"Silas, I want you to fuck my mouth." I take a minute to process what she says and shit I would love for her to sit there while I fuck her mouth. Releasing her hair, I take my thumb and gently caress her cheek. "Are you sure, little doe? It'll be rough."
"Yes. Fuck my mouth, please. I want to taste you."
How could I deny such a beautiful request? Nodding, I grab her head once more, wrapping her hair around my hand a few times, making sure it's not only tight, but that she can only move where I direct her. Pushing her back down onto my cock, I thrust up into her hot, wet mouth. "Fuck Kimberly. This feels so good."
Only forcing her down on my cock for a second, I let her back up. She takes in a deep breath and then relaxes her throat as she lays her tongue out for me to rub against. Fucking her mouth feels amazing. When I look back down at her, I see Kimberly has her hand down the pants of her scrubs, and it looks as if she's rubbing herself.
"Does me fucking your precious little mouth make you wet little doe?"
She just looks at me with her big beautiful brown eyes, pleading with me not to stop, to take my pleasure from her as she services herself. This is one of the hottest things I've ever done. Shit, sex has never been like this before, hot, sexy, but still full of emotion. I actually think because we're both so charged with emotion and obsession for each other that it helps to make each encounter better than the one before.
"Shit, Kimberly. You look so fucking sexy right now. It makes me so hard just looking down at you with your mouth full of my cock."
She groans against my cock as she comes on her fingers. Meanwhile I'm about to come in her mouth.
My body tenses as my balls draw up into me and shit, I'm coming down her beautiful throat. She takes down everything I give her, which feels like a ton. Once I'm finally finished, I pull out of her mouth. Lifting her hand, she maintains her eye contact and starts licking every finger. "Little Doe, you're playing with fire."
She just giggles and stands up as she straightens her scrubs. Tucking my cock back in my pants, I watch the siren move back around my desk to the takeout containers. "I brought you lunch because I figured you haven't been eating properly and I wanted to see you."
"Thank you," I say as I grab the food from her. "This was the best lunch I've ever had. And you're right, the only time I've been eating is when Luna brings me something."
Nodding, she dives into her food. We both talk about how our days are going and I realize how easy everything is with Kimberly. I know she's the woman for me. I'm ready to say I love you. But first we need to tell Smith.
"Kimberly, I think we should tell my son about us."
"Yes. It's probably best if he finds out from us too and not from someone else."
Taking another bite, I nod my head. "Why don't you come over this weekend for dinner and we can tell him together, then?"
"Okay," she whispers, but I can see the tension in her eyes, the stiffness in her body. She's worried. I'll just have to make sure she learns she has no reason to be worried about anything. I'm not going anywhere.