Chapter 49
“You look pissed and exhausted,”I told him as he shook off his coat, tossed it over the couch, and sunk into the cushion.
His brown hair was disheveled, but he still looked so handsome. I’d missed him terribly.
Kaylee had gone to school, and I’d taken the week off because of the video of me fighting off two women at Providence Place. The video had gone viral with the hashtag #badassdentist.
My office informed me they’d been getting a high number of phone calls for an appointment with me. All my appointments had been rescheduled or gone to Dr. Goodwin, who was the part-time pediatric dentist at my office.
“I am and exhausted.” Arrow yanked me into his lap. “Why didn’t you tell me about the attack?”
“Because I wanted to wait until you got back. It’s not that important?—”
“You were attacked.” His voice rose, and his jaw was tense. “That’s highly important to me.”
I could feel his irritation filling up the room.
I shifted and straddled him, sensing the growing bulge in his jeans. How could he be so angry and aroused at the same time?
“I can tell you now if you’d like.” I leaned in and gently nipped at his ear. “What do you want to know?”
His voice hitched. “How much did you miss me?”
I smiled and dropped kisses along the roughness of his jaw. He hadn’t shaved in a few days. “Lots and lots. But that has nothing to do with the attack.”
“I already know everything about the fight. You should’ve reached out to me the minute it happened. Bad girl.” He gripped my hips, one hand gently slapping and squeezing my ass. “But you did well.” His hand slid under my sweatshirt and tank top, claiming a breast.
I’d been yearning for his touch. He rejuvenated me in every way.
Removing my sweatshirt and tank top, he said, “You don’t need to worry about them anymore.”
“What do you mean?” I moaned as he rolled my nipples between his fingers.
“Now stop thinking about them.” He feasted on my breasts, and all thoughts vanished from me.
Heat soared through me from the hungry wolf of a man suckling one breast, then the other. I arched back, grinding my hips against his cock. I gripped at his hair, loving the way he tugged at my nipples and dropped kisses all over my breasts.
“More,” I begged.
He growled and crashed his lips to mine, taking what he’d missed. To be kissed and wanted by him made me feel liberated. Like I could conquer the world as long as he was with me. I responded with the same passion, kissing him deeply.
I’d yearned for him the past few days. I’d even come two nights ago imagining all the things he’d do to me. It had been fun thinking of him as the hot and kinky patient coming to my office and having his way with me.
“Oh really?” he asked.
“Huh?” I didn’t know what he was talking about. I’d delved into another world just now.
“It’s fucking hot knowing you’d pleasure yourself thinking of me,” he muttered against my lips. “I’ll make your fantasy come true right now.”
I’d somehow spoken it out loud. Embarrassment flushed through me.
“Take off your pants, Dr. Vo,” he demanded. “I’ve got a treatment plan for you.”
Excitement zipped through me as I got off his lap and dropped my sweatpants and underwear.
He licked his bottom lip while his gaze raked down my body, and I swore my inner muscles rejoiced. I could almost sense his wet tongue on me.
A sly smile appeared on his lips as though he knew what I was thinking.
“Get on all fours. It’s time for your checkup.”
I got on all fours on the couch and glanced over my shoulder at him. “I thought you didn’t like the dentist, Patient Bullseye.”
His eyes darkened. “You changed everything for me. Now I want to fuck this dentist every chance I get.” He moved behind my ass and massaged my butt cheeks, giving each a slap.
Anticipation warred inside me as I lowered my head to the cushion. My fingers gripped the edge of the couch as a thrill skipped along my spine. He dragged an open mouth around my ass. Delicious nerves twisted inside me.
“Gorgeous.” He kissed my sex, spreading my legs wider. “Mine.” He kissed it again.
I released a long and loud moan as he licked and sucked on me.
“Is that what you missed, baby?” he asked and quickened his pace. His tongue thrashed against me, and the sucking intensified.
“Yes!”
“You wanted my tongue inside you?” He entered my channel, and I pushed my ass harder against him, loving his rough jaw against my sensitive spot.
I panted. “Yes!”
“You’re so fucking hot, Tulip. I can’t get enough of you.” He shoved two fingers into me while his tongue fluttered against my bud.
Heat and need increased with every pump and lick until I reached the crescendo.
Pleasure burst through me, and I cried, “Arrow!”
My body trembled as his fingers continued to pump and his lips continued to suck. Ecstasy blinded me. This had to be the most sensational assault on my body I’d ever experienced.
He removed his fingers, and I glanced back to see him stepping out of his jeans and boxers. “Shit. I don’t have a condom.”
“I’m on the pill,” I muttered.
“Thank God.” He positioned his cock at my entrance, teasing it. “I love your ass. This is the kind of drill I prefer, Tulip.”
He drove into me, slid out, and drove into me again.
I crooned as my body tensed, preparing for another orgasm. He gripped my hips as he pummeled me like a mighty warrior. I loved the feel of his skin slapping into mine.
Arrow lowered his sweaty body to me, and his lips licked the edges of my ear. “I’m never using a condom again.”
I turned my face and met his hungry lips. We kissed while his cock sank deeper into me. His body quaked, and he straightened up, pounding me hard.
A roar escaped him at the same time as my orgasm ripped through me.
“Vivian!” He growled while his body trembled.
I loved the animalistic sound that came from him—so wild and free.
He lowered his body over mine without crushing me. “Feeling better?” he whispered.
“Yup. You?”
“Much better.”
We stayed on the couch for a while, letting our heart rates subside. Then he walked into the bathroom to clean up and brought a towel for me. I got dressed and asked my man what he meant when he told me not to worry about my attackers. Apparently, he had his people send the women a message. If they came near me again, something “awful” would happen to them.
“Those women were just after money. They don’t want to die.” He looked at me. “If something like this ever happens again, I need you to tell me immediately. Okay?”
“Okay.” I touched his chin, appreciating all the things he’d done for me. I wasn’t used to men caring about me like this or me having to share details about my life. It was different, and I was getting used to it.
It infuriated me that his ex was behind all of this. I supposed love pushed people to do unimaginable things. Right now, the warmth bursting inside me made me want to finish his Christmas gift tonight.