Chapter 24
CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
Eloise
“Turn around, lamb.”
His voice is deep and decadent. It’s laced with the promise of more orgasms. If I have more like the two I just had, I may not be able to stand.
I’m wavering now.
After my first climax, Gaines gave me a few seconds to find my bearings, but that was short-lived because he dove back in, using his fingers as an accompaniment to his perfectly skilled tongue.
I came even more quickly the second time, and after I did, he slid his finger over his bottom lip before the tip of his tongue traced that same path.
He did all that while still wearing his three-piece suit and expensive tie.
I turn to face the wall, and as soon as I rest my cheek against it, he slides the robe from my body, tossing it on the floor.
“Your ass is fucking spectacular.” He slaps it lightly. “Spread for me.”
I take a step to the side with each foot.
The unmistakable sound of a belt undoing fills the silence. Then, a zipper pull follows.
Anticipation sends goose bumps up my arms. “Oh my God.”
He lets out a low chuckle as he moves behind me. “I can’t wait to feel that tight little pussy wrapped around my cock.”
I almost collapse from the sound of that.
I hear the condom wrapper being ripped to shreds, then the movement of his hand behind me.
I glance back to catch the sight of his face and the tie with its perfect knot around his neck. His suit jacket still covers his shoulders.
I’m completely exposed, and he’s still dressed.
The thought of that is beyond erotic. I can’t help but squirm.
“This may hurt a little,” he promises. “But, it’s worth it.”
The crown of his cock slides over my core, tempting my ass back a touch. He lets out a deep guttural groan when he lines up at my entrance, and the first push inside sends me up to my tiptoes.
He peppers my shoulder with kisses before his teeth sink into the flesh. “Stay still, sweet thing. You need to adjust.”
I nod in understanding, adjusting my breathing so I don’t pass out from hyperventilating.
“Just like that,” he soothes. “Take more.”
I close my eyes as he fills me until he’s resting balls deep against me.
“Forgive me, lamb.” He kisses the skin of my neck. “I can’t promise I’ll be gentle.”
“Hard,” I get that out with a small moan. “Fuck me hard.”
His hands drop to my hips, his fingers digging into my skin.
Time feels frozen for a moment as he rests his lips against my shoulder, and then he thrusts.
Pains sears through me, followed by a burst of pleasure.
I swear my eyes roll back in my head as a cry of need escapes me.
He ups his pace, and with each plunge of his cock into me, he lets out a shuddering groan.
“Eloise.”
My name floats through the air as my eyes open slightly. “Yes?”
“I need to go.”
I look up to find Gaines standing over me. He’s still wearing his suit. After he fucked me to yet another orgasm against the wall, he came too.
It took me off my feet as he slammed into me.
The sounds he made will live rent-free in my head for eternity. I have never heard a man let go like that. It was raw and primal.
Once I finally turned to face him, he was sweating but still fully dressed. My gaze had dropped to his semi-erect cock as he tied off the condom.
He chuckled and made a remark about having no patience when it comes to me. He amended that swiftly by saying, “I have no patience when it comes to making you come.”
I took that all in, including the spectacular sight of a renowned cardiologist with mussed hair and his pants hanging open.
He’s remedied all that now. Everything is back in place as it should be.
“I’m not on call tonight,” he explains as I move to sit up. “I did call in to check on a patient, and there’s an issue. I’m going to stop by the hospital.”
Of course, he is. He’s a doctor who cares for his patients. He’s also a world-class fuck.
“I understand,” I whisper.
The blanket he must have covered me with drops to my lap, exposing my breasts.
His gaze falls on them. “I need more time with you.”
I smile because that’s all I want. “When?”
“I can’t say.” He chuckles, but there’s no humor there. “Work is brutal.”
I motion to his phone. “I’ll give you my number.”
“I have it.”
An explanation doesn’t follow that, so I ask the obvious question, “How?”
“When Stevie got her phone, I was at their house.” He smiles softly. “Astrid was calling out the phone numbers of the people she thought Stevie might want to contact, so when she got to your name, I entered the number into my phone.”
I move to stand, even though I’m only wearing white lace panties. I put those on after we fucked, but before I took a seat on the couch. I must have drifted off after that.
“That was a while ago,” I whisper.
He nods. “I’ll explain when I see you again.”
I can’t exactly beg him to stay to offer an explanation now. Someone else needs him more right now than I do. “Okay.”
He moves closer to brush his lips over my forehead. “Keep this wound covered for a day or two. Your knee and elbow will heal up just fine as is.”
I look up and into his brilliant blue eyes. “Thank you, Dr. Morgan.”
He gifts me with a kiss on the mouth. “You’re welcome, Eloise.”
“How can I repay you for the free medical care?” I bat my eyelashes. “It is free, right?”
He reaches up to tilt my chin slightly before he coasts a fingertip over my bottom lip. “We’ll work something out.”
“We will.” I trace the path of his finger with the tip of my tongue. “Can I confess something before you go?”
“Please do.”
I close my eyes briefly to find the courage to do it. “At the club that night, I blew you.”
“I remember that very, very well.” He cups the back of my neck. “Another round of that could help pay down your medical debt.”
I smile, still clinging tightly to the courage I need to tell him my truth, “I had never done that with a boy before. I mean, a man. I never went that far with my mouth before.”
His brows pinch together. “You never sucked cock?”
“I did,” I admit as my gaze darts to the floor. “I never swallowed before you.”
He lets out a heavy exhale. “Oh, lamb.”
I look up and into his face again. “I know it doesn’t matter, but I thought I should tell you. It was special to me.”
“It matters,” he insists. “All of this matters.”
A chime from his phone fills the air.
“You need to go,” I say before he can. “Thank you for rescuing me tonight and for the excellent medical care.”
A smile parts his lips. “I should be the one thanking you.”
With that, he kisses my forehead again and leaves me with a million questions and an ache between my legs.