Page 306 of The Doctors Will See You Now

“For you to let me go?”

“Nope.” He shook his head.

“Sexy times?”

He chuckled. “Not that either.”

“Then what?” I asked and tested his hold on my wrists with a few impatient tugs.

His charming smirk urged a smile to my lips, and my reaction only made his smirk grow wider with amusement.

Sexy bastard.

“I think Dr. Hickey needs to make the rounds.”

“No. No. No.” My eyes went wide. “Dr. Hickey needs to leave my skin the fuck alone.”

Scott shook his head. “He definitely needs to check a few spots. See how things are looking…”

I tried to buck his body off of mine with a few upward thrusts of my hips, but it was useless. Not only was Scott Shepard’s body sculpted like a fucking Greek god, but those drool-worthy muscles served a purpose. The man was strong.

His lips moved down my jaw to my neck until they reached the spot between my breasts. His mouth sucked a little at the skin there, and I squirmed under his hold.

“Do not give me another fucking hickey,” I demanded, and he grinned up at me.

“You know…” he started but paused to suck gently at the skin of my left breast. “I could maybe be convinced to stop if you…”

“If I what?”

“If you admitted something…”

“Not happening.” I shook my head. “I know you think the sun rises and sets on your cocky ass, but that is not how it works.”

“Okay.” He shrugged. “If you insist…” he whispered, and his lips found the top of my right breast. His tongue sneaked out and tasted my skin before his mouth formed a gentle suction on the now sensitive skin.

My thighs clenched in response.

Jesus Christ, this is making me horny again…

He sucked harder, and I knew if I didn’t put an end to it soon, I’d be gifted hickey number three in a matter of seconds.

“Fine!” I shouted, and he immediately pulled away. “I’ll admit it! Just stop giving me fucking hickeys.”

He leaned back and quirked a persistent brow in my direction.

“God, you drive me crazy,” I muttered, and he smirked.

“Are you going to say it, or should I continue my mouth’s perusal of your delicious skin?”

“Ugh.” I groaned. “Fine. I like spending time with you.”

He grinned down at me. “Aw, thanks, Low. I like spending time with you, too.”

I rolled my eyes.

“You know what sounds good right now?”

“What?”