CHAPTER FIVE
Cole
I settled Ella in the SUV, keeping my hands to myself through sheer military discipline.
I gripped the steering wheel hard, trying to focus on the road and not the way she was squirming in her seat. Every curve in the mountain road back to the lodge was torture. I’d thought about her proposal all day. I’d imagined pushing her knees apart, sliding my hand up her thigh, showing her exactly what those medical books had left out.
I’d thought about taking her virginity.
Of showing her all the deliciously wicked things that could happen between a man and a woman.
Between me and her.
“Are you grinding your teeth?” Her voice was both concerned and slightly amused. “That can lead to temporomandibular joint dysfunction, you know.”
“Are you always this doctorly when you’re nervous?”
She let out a small laugh. “Did you know that arousal can actually impair cognitive function? There’s a fascinating study about—”
“Ella.” I groaned her name.
“So. About this morning.” She was sitting there, hands clasped in her lap as if we were about to discuss the weather and all I could think about was fucking the prim and proper right out of her. Of turning her into a very naughty, ex-virgin.
“About this morning,” I echoed roughly. “You realize what you’re asking for? What you’re offering?”
“Yes.” She lifted her chin stubbornly. “I’m a doctor. I understand the mechanics of—”
“Stop. This isn’t about mechanics, Ella. This is about me taking everything you’ve only read about and making it reality. This is about me being your first.” Your only , I added silently to myself. “This is about me ruining you for any other man who might think about touching you.”
“Oh.” She made a small sound that went straight to my dick. “Well, that’s exactly what I want.”
Well, fuck me sideways.
“What happened to the shy little doctor from this morning?” I was surprised the steering wheel didn’t bend beneath my grip.
She gave that sexy little laugh that drove me wild—innocence and sin.
“She’s still here. But apparently being a virgin doesn’t stop me from wanting to crawl over this console and ride you like a cowgirl.”
I nearly drove off the fucking road.
“Shit.” My cock went from wood to steel in ten seconds flat. I didn’t think I could get any harder. But a little dirty talking from this woman had me thinking I could pound nails with my raging hard-on.
“I don’t see why you’re upset. I’m simply stating biological facts. You’re an exceptionally physically attractive specimen, and my body is responding with completely natural reactions.”
“Does that mean your pussy is wet?”
She didn’t answer my question but her breathing hitched. “You... you haven’t actually said yes. To my proposition. I can stop with the medical studies,” she offered weakly. “Do... do you want me to?”
“Fuck no.” The words exploded out of me as I pulled into the lodge’s parking lot like a deranged race car driver and killed the engine. “I want you exactly like this. Innocent and tempting and driving me out of my fucking mind. Which makes me the worst kind of bastard, because you’re Jake’s sister and my client. I should be helping you, not thinking about all the ways I want to corrupt you.”
“What if... What if I want you to corrupt me? Medically speaking, sexual frustration can…”
Her words trailed off as I gave a harsh laugh. “Be frustrating? Believe me, sweetheart, I know that firsthand.” Her gaze darted to me, to the hard ridge under my pants that I couldn’t conceal. I wanted to undo my zipper and pull out my cock, showing her just what the fuck she was doing to me. What I wanted to do to her.
“I trust you,” she whispered.
And just like that, I was kissing her, sealing our fate without saying a word.
She made a surprised sound against my mouth that quickly turned into a soft moan. She returned the kiss eagerly, even though I could tell she lacked experience. Which only made me harder. Made me want her even more. Her lips were soft and full and tasted like heaven. I tried to keep the kiss gentle, restraining the urge to give her the hot hungry contact my body was craving. But when her hands came up to clutch my shirt, something in me snapped.
I cupped the back of her head, angling her mouth under mine, teaching her with lips and tongue exactly how I wanted to kiss her. How I wanted to fuck her. She was a fast learner, my little doctor. When I nibbled her bottom lip, she whimpered and opened for me.
Fuck. She tasted like vanilla and coffee and… Mine. She tasted like mine. Her little gasps and moans were better than any fantasy. And I’d had a lot of them today. My face buried between her sweet thighs… her body stretching, her cries of completion.
I slid my free hand to her waist, pulling her closer over the center console.
“Cole,” she breathed against my mouth. “I feel... I’m... Is this vasocongestion?”
I broke the kiss on a laugh that was more of a half-groan. “Only you would use medical terminology during your first makeout session.”
“Is that what this is?” She looked dazed, lips swollen from my kiss. “My brain shortcuts to medical terms when I’m nervous. Or excited. Or both. Did you know kissing releases oxytocin, which—”
I silenced her with another kiss, harder this time. She melted against me, making those addictive little sounds. I wanted to pull her all the way over the console and let her ride me. But not for her first time. Our first time together. I dragged my mouth down her throat, and her pulse jumped under my tongue. “Still want to quote studies at me, little doctor?”
“I... what were we talking about?”
“That’s what happens when you stop thinking and just feel.” I sucked lightly at her pulse point, careful not to mark her. Yet. “No more medical terms. Just tell me how it feels.”
“Good,” she gasped. “So good. I didn’t know... I mean, I knew theoretically.”
I couldn’t resist not touching her. I cupped her pussy through her pants, splaying my palm over her mound. “Mine.” I emphasized my ownership with a sharp bite on her throat. “My pussy.”
“Yours,” she whispered. I pressed one finger lengthwise into her slit over her clothes as I gave her a taste of what was to come. How she was going to come. But later.
“We have to stop,” I managed to say. “Unless you want me to take you right here in the SUV.”
Her eyes darkened. “Is that possible?”
“Ella.” I closed my eyes, counting to ten. “You’re killing me, sweetheart.”
“Technically, sexual arousal doesn’t actually cause death. Although there are rare cases of—”
I kissed her again, quick and hard, just to shut her up. When I pulled back, she was smiling.
“Did you just kiss me to stop me from talking medical?”
“Maybe.” I couldn’t help grinning back. “Is it working?”
“I don’t know. I know quite a few medical terms. You might have to kiss me a lot.”
Damn it. How did she manage to be adorable and sexy at the same time?
A knock on the window made us both jump. An elderly couple peered in at us, the woman giving us a knowing smile and a thumbs up while her husband just shook his head.
Ella burst into giggles, hiding her face against my chest. “Oh God. We’re making out like teenagers in the parking lot.”
“Technically,” I said, mimicking her doctor voice, “elevated arousal states can lead to impaired judgment and—”
She swatted my chest. “Stop stealing my medical lines.”
I caught her hand, pressing a kiss to her palm. “Inside, little doctor, before we get arrested. Get some sleep. We’ll discuss your…educational requests tomorrow.”
I forced myself to let her go. But as I watched her disappear into the building, all I could think about was how she’d tasted. How she’d sounded when she’d moaned my name. How perfectly she’d fit against me.
Only when she was safely inside did I let out the breath I’d been holding.
“Fuck.” I rested my forehead against the steering wheel. “Jake is going to fucking kill me.”