Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 27062 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 135(@200wpm)___ 108(@250wpm)___ 90(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 27062 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 135(@200wpm)___ 108(@250wpm)___ 90(@300wpm)
“What’s wrong?” His voice is filled with panic. “Should I get the doctor?” He starts to move but my hand flies out, grabbing his arm to keep him from going anywhere. The need I have for him is so immense that if he stops touching me now, I don’t think I could bear it.
“I ache.” I part my legs more so he understands where. Oliver sucks in a deep breath.
“Not here.” He might be saying that, but his fingers slip under my panties an inch.
“You said you’d spoil me. I need this.” I lift my hips again, unable to control myself.
“Madeleine.” He groans my name as he slips his hand more into my panties. He doesn't make me wait. He parts my lips with two fingers, going straight for my clit. “This what my girl needs?”
“Yes.” I nod my head. My hand wraps around his forearm, digging in tighter as I hold on to him.
“I’ll always spoil you. Tell me what you want and I’ll give it to you.” His fingers that are stroking my clit slow down. I only need him to go a little faster. I need a small amount more of pressure. My eyes lock with his and I know what he wants. He wants me to tell him I need him. That I want this. I get it. I ran. Here I was thinking he wants nothing to do with me when really it’s him who thinks I want nothing to do with him and he’s only been trying to protect my boundaries. He was putting me first.
“I need you. Only you to make me come.” His mouth comes down onto mine as he gives me what I ask for. His fingers move against my clit in perfect rhythm, sending me over the edge. His kiss smothers my cries of pleasure.
I know now that I am in fact in love with Oliver Gentry.
Chapter Sixteen
Oliver
“I’m going to have to find a new OB/GYN,” Maddie moans as we exit the clinic.
I tuck the discharge papers into my coat pocket and take her hand in mine. “There are plenty of them in the city.”
A normal man might’ve been embarrassed when the doctor walked in on him scrubbing his hands vigorously with the medicinal soap but my mind was fixated on getting to the nearest private space to care much that the doctor and the nurse were aware I’d been attending their patient in a very special way.
“We should’ve waited.”
“Couldn’t. Come on.” I tuck her hand into the crook of my elbow and lead us across the street.
“Is it easier to catch a cab across the street?” she asks like the sweet innocent she is.
“Nope. We’re going there.” I point out the hotel looming twenty-two stories high that sits in the middle of the block between a designer store and an office complex.
“To the store?”
“The hotel.” I give the doorman a nod and he rushes to open the door for us.
“Why the hotel?”
“Because.”
“Do you own it?”
“I can if you like it.” It’s not my usual style. The lobby is a little noisy and the décor looks dated, but I’m not here for the ambiance. “Or you can. You have the money.”
“Not hotel money. I’m a model, not a real estate magnate.”
“Good thing I’m here so you can be both.” I maneuver her into the elevator and stab the top floor button with urgency. Elevators are so damn slow.
“Seriously, though, what are we—“
I cut her off with a kiss. Her lip gloss tastes like tart cherries. They part as easily as her cunt did, sweetly and with a warm welcome. I swallow her moan of surprise and wait for it to turn into a deeper, throatier sound of passion.
My hand dips down into her pants, the elastic making it easy for me to find my goal. She’s still wet from earlier. I slide two fingers between her lips and plunge inside of her. She rides my hand and the slick sucking noises fill the elevator. Her fingers dig into my biceps as she clings to me, riding my hand all the way to a second, shuddering climax.
This time I don’t have to wash her cum off. I pull my fingers out of her and lick her juices off. Her eyes are dark and wild with passion.
“Oliver,” she whimpers.
“Sorry. Couldn’t wait,” I say in a tone that’s anything but sorry. While the clinic processed my card, I looked up the closest hotel and booked a room. My hard-on hasn’t left since I first touched Maddie in the exam room. I actually cannot wait another second to have her.
When the doors slide open, I dig into my pocket and hand her the key.
“What’s this for?”
“You’re going to have to operate the lock. My hands are going to be occupied.” And I swing her into my arms.