Chapter 12 #2
His jaw hardened, but he didn’t tear his gaze away from her. “Do you really think I would have returned every week if I hadn’t liked your chatter, Anna?”
Her stomach twisted hotly. “What?”
“I could have easily found another, quieter woman. But I…I liked that you talked to me.” He licked his lips. “Even if it was all the damn time.”
“That’s not true. I never…”
“You were counting my bones while we were at it.”
“I needed to practice. Besides, we had barely started.”
A dry laugh made its way from his throat. “Barely started? I had two fingers inside you.”
She blushed and shrugged. “Just. Barely. And…” She swallowed. Her gaze slid down his face to his lips. “You never told me you liked my chatter.”
“That would have been chatter from me.”
Astonished, she laughed. She didn’t want to, but she couldn’t help it. “So you like it better when others speak than when you talk?”
“I don’t have much to say.”
“That’s not true.” She swallowed again and ran her hands through his wet hair. “Your body talks all the time. It never stops.”
“It only talks to you,” he whispered, digging his fingers deeper into her flesh, holding her in place.
“I know it well.”
“Yes? And what is my body telling you right now?”
“That it wants me,” she breathed, shifting her weight and gasping. “You’re rock hard.”
“That’s what happens when a woman sits on my cock,” he replied darkly.
She swallowed as she met his gaze. His gray eyes were darker than usual, streaked with flickering shadows that shot tiny flashes of desire through her body.
Her back was cold, but the rest of her…
She wrapped her legs more tightly around him, digging her heels into his ass, and allowing his erection to slide into exactly the right position. Right where she needed it.
A small whimper escaped her as Lucas whispered, “Shit,” and closed his eyes. “Anna.” His breathing became labored as he pulsed between her legs.
“I want you, Lucas,” she whispered, digging her fingernails into his shoulders. She couldn’t help but say it. “So much that it scares me. I’ll dissolve if you don’t take me now.”
She saw her words send Lucas’ last control up in flames. It crumbled to ash before her eyes.
“This is the last time,” he said roughly and kissed her cheek and neck. “One final time!”
She nodded and moaned as his hands pressed her harder onto his cock. “Then you better make sure it’s good.”
“You have to shut up,” he replied roughly, pressing her hard against the door behind him and capturing her mouth.
And Anna forgot where she was. She only felt Lucas.
Only heard Lucas. Only saw Lucas. Tasted him, smelled him, wanted him, needed him.
His kiss was deep. His tongue thrust against hers in the same rhythm as he rubbed his hard erection against her through her panties. It was delicious, but not enough.
She slid her hand between their bodies and ran her index finger over his erection as he continued to fuck her through the fabric.
And if it was possible, Lucas’ kisses grew greedier and his movements more frantic.
He sank his teeth into her lower lip, but the pain immediately turned to pleasure when he licked the same spot.
One hand he slid under her polo shirt, pushing her bra roughly aside and cupping her breast. He teased her tip with his thumb and index finger until Anna was nothing but a bundle of sensations and desire.
“Lucas, have you really been sleeping with other women besides me?” she gasped. “We’ve had sex without a condom before because I’m on the pill, but…”
“There has only been you, Anna. Always just you and me. For a year now.”
He slid to her other breast, and her moan drowned out any other response. Everything between them was hot, urgent, and rough. There was no room for patience or caution.
“Lucas, please…”
“I know.”
He reached under her skirt, slipped two fingers under the waistband of her panties…and ripped them apart in a single motion.
Anna didn’t have time to gasp in surprise as Lucas was already driving his large cock into her, filling her to the last inch.
A whimper escaped her lips as he moved inside her, using the wall as an anchor to thrust into her from below again and again. Lucas put a hand behind her head to keep it from hitting the door as he sped up his movements.
No one in her life had filled her as completely as Lucas. He kissed her deeply, rubbing his tongue against hers. He pinched her nipples hard, sending new flashes of desire through her core.
“God, I’ve missed this,” she gasped. She kissed him open-mouthed, her hips bucking to meet his as he buried himself in her all the way to the base.
She felt the muscles in his back tense with each thrust, and she didn’t know if it was sweat or water on his forehead. She only saw the hot desire in his eyes before he leaned forward and bit her earlobe, his thighs trembling under her weight.
A loud moan escaped her as he rubbed just the right spot repeatedly, fucking her mercilessly. As hard as she needed. As deep as he wanted.
“Oh God, Lucas!” The words echoed off the ceiling, and Lucas pressed his hand over her mouth before more, new sounds of delicious despair spilled from her lips. Finally, he slid a hand between their bodies and pressed his thumb to her core.
She immediately came. She clenched Lucas’ cock tightly, as he continued driving into her.
She rode wave after wave with Lucas following close behind.
His hot erection twitched inside her, prolonging her pleasure.
Lucas pressed her harder against the door as they came and came…
until she was just a weak mass in his arms, clinging to his shoulders to keep from sliding down.
Her breathing was shallow, her whole body still on fire. This was…they were…
“Fuck,” he whispered, shaking his head. He sighed heavily, rubbed his face, and pulled out of her. He abruptly set her back on the floor and ran his thumb over her swollen lower lip. “Fuck, fuck. Okay. This is now over. So…that’s it, right? You should go.”
She looked up, confused. His words made no sense to her. “What?”
“You heard me. If this is the last time, then go! Before I get hard again. And Anna? You can’t be my doctor. I don’t trust us with each other.”
She swallowed and bit her cheek. “We know now that this was the last time and…”
“Bullshit.” He laughed hoarsely. “I’m obviously obsessed with your body and the sounds you make when you come.
” He pressed his thumb and middle finger to his eyes.
“So, no, I wasn’t in my right mind during the playoffs last year.
My sister had died and I suddenly had a kid to take care of.
So we lost the playoffs. Because of me. It won’t happen again.
I don’t need the distraction. That was the last time, Anna.
But otherwise, we can…” He took a deep breath as if steeling himself for his next words.
“…be friends. If it makes you happy. In the most professional, distant way possible. We’ll see each other all the time, so it makes sense.
But…we both deserve better than the drama that we are. ”
Her heart sank into her stomach. “Okay,” she murmured tonelessly.
That was the deal. The last time. He didn’t want any drama, and she wanted to start searching for long-term happiness. It was good that he set such clear boundaries, wasn’t it? Having a professional, distant friendship was mature and proper! That was what she had wanted from the beginning.
“Okay. So then,” she said lightly, stepping back. She had a strange urge to salute and thank him for his service to the country – in this case, her body – but caught herself. Instead, she simply smiled and said, “See you around, Lucas.”
Then, she turned and left the showers as gracefully as one could in soaking wet clothes, without panties, and weak-kneed.
She was still warm. She still smelled Lucas. Still felt him. And wondered if she would ever stop, if his body wasn’t already burned onto hers like a tattoo, destined to ruin her forever with any other man.
I’m obsessed with your body and the sounds you make when you come.
Her stomach clenched. Why didn’t his words feel like a compliment? Why did they leave such a bitter aftertaste on her tongue?
Because you’re obsessed with him. With the person he is. With what he says. What he doesn’t say. How he treats his daughter. How he smiles when he doesn’t really want to smile. Not just his body, a small voice whispered in her head.
Heat and unease surged through her chest. Shit. Was that right?
That would mean Lucas had made the wise decision when he insisted on seeing a different doctor.
She sighed heavily, brushed her wet hair from her forehead — and froze. The locker room was no longer empty. Fox was there.
Oh man. Why was that guy always where he wasn’t supposed to be?
“Hey,” she said quickly, hurrying past him.
His mouth gaping, he stared at her.
“What?” she wanted to know. “Never seen a soaking wet woman before?”
He widened his eyes in disbelief. “What the…”
“See you, Austin. See you later.” She hurried across the room and into the hallway. The door slammed shut. She could hear the Hawks captain yelling, “Fuck, Moreau!”
Well, at least she wouldn’t be the only one having a ruined evening.
We both deserve better.
But what the hell was better?
Her phone vibrated, and she glanced at the screen.
Hey, in the mood for drinks tomorrow night before we fly to Phoenix next week? I’m not inviting your brothers, I promise! But Penny and Maddie are going. Lucy
Anna smiled with relief.
A drink. Yes. A drink without her brothers was better.