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“Sex is like riding a bike, you never forget. Now, are you going to oblige me, or do I have to wait until next weekend?”
Between the reaction I know he’ll elicit and his comments, I’m not sure I want to kiss him. After last night, I don’t think he needs a preview either. I want to kiss him, though. I hold out my hand to let him take and lead us to the couch. I notice that even though he brought his cane, he left it leaning against the counter.
I lower myself, and he sits next to me. I smirk to cover up my nervousness, especially when he runs his hand through my hair. The motion isn’t what I’m used to coming from him, but when he leans over, I close my eyes, anticipating his lips against mine. Instead, Chase uses the tip of his tongue to trace my lips before gently sucking my bottom lip into his mouth.
Oh fuck. My brain short circuits. The fullness of his lips caressing mine lights a fire in my belly. Instinctively, my hands curl into his thick black hair, gently pulling at the nape of his neck. His tongue enters my mouth this time, teasing tantalizingly, and he roughly pulls me against his hard body with a growl. I can’t help but moan his name.
This time, I can feel his erection like steel against my hip. I’ve finally elicited a response from Dr. Chase Pearce, I mentally cheer. The thought makes me smile against his lips, and he withdraws.
“Something funny, Megan?”
“You’re hard.” I’m a bit delirious.
“I am human, am I not? You’re a desirable woman. Shouldn’t it flatter you that you turn me on?”
“It does, but last night you didn’t seem to be.”
“I can assure you that I was highly aroused. If I could be sure it was safe, you would have been walking funny this morning.”
“Let’s get one thing straight—I am not a whore. I use condoms with my partners, and there haven’t been many in the past several months. There’s only been one!” I exclaim angrily.
“Megan, if I offended you in any way, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to imply.”
“Didn’t you?” I pull away from him and slide to the other side of the couch. It’s my day off, and I don’t want to deal with Chase if he’s going to accuse me of things.
“Please don’t be upset with me. Can’t we kiss and makeup?”
“I don’t know, can we? Maybe you should go home.”
“If that’s what you want, I will, though I wish you would let me stay. I’m an ass. Please forgive me.”
I can’t help but smile at that because it’s cute the way he says it. I move back towards him, and we lock lips again, our tongues tangling, exploring. I press myself into him; his hard cock is against my belly like an invitation. Kissing him harder, I snake my hand between us to stroke him through his jeans.
“Megan, don’t.”
“Why not?” I whisper.
“Because you make me want to do things to you.”
“Then do them,” I murmur with a groan. “I don’t want to wait anymore.”
“We have to. What I want to do to you could take hours.”
He pushes my hand away and places his on my inner thigh. As our kisses grow more heated, his thumb presses against my pants in the exact spot that makes my entire body shiver.
“I can feel your heat. You’re wet.”
“I want you,” I stress again.
“Do you have condoms?”
My heart leaps. Is he going to have sex with me?
“I do in my bedroom.” My voice goes high.
He stands and pulls me up. “Lead the way.”
Partially shocked, but mostly excited, I’m aching by the time we reach my bedroom. He’s gentle when he pulls my shirt over my head, drawing a sharp inhale as my lace bra comes into view. Kissing my shoulder, he reaches back to unclasp my bra, his hands blazing against my skin. I let it fall to the floor and move it away with my foot, but Chase picks it up and holds it to his nose.
