Total pages in book: 26
Estimated words: 24251 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 121(@200wpm)___ 97(@250wpm)___ 81(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 24251 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 121(@200wpm)___ 97(@250wpm)___ 81(@300wpm)
I say something incoherent. Shit, I’m a mess, but I have to try and act professional. Attempting to control my trembling hands, I whip out my stethoscope. As I approach, I stop just before Olivia’s knees and the luscious woman spreads them apart invitingly. Her lashes tremble as I step closer, her legs pressed against my hip bones. I’m so close to that curvy body that I’m shaking now. But I have to do this.
I unwrap my stethoscope from around my neck and insert the ear tips into my ears, holding the chest piece between my fingers. “This might be a little cold,” I warn.
She nods her head, licking her plump lips in anticipation. With one hand, I grasp her upper arm lightly, and she shivers slightly, goosebumps traveling down the length of her arms in response to my touch. I rub a thumb against her silky skin, my eyes meeting hers briefly before focusing on her chest. Then, I press the metal object to the center of her chest, her meaty breasts tempting me.
She bites her lip in response to the bitter cold and shudders. As I stare at that juicy bottom lip caught between her pearly teeth, I forget about what I’m doing, where I am, and who I am. I lose all sense of my morals and every shred of common sense is stripped away. For a moment, it’s just me and Olivia.
I unravel.
I give in.
I drop the stethoscope and cup her face with my hands, bringing her chin to me tenderly. She pushes her ass to the edge of the exam table and her entire body is pressed against mine, her curves begging for it. My member presses against her core and she gasps in response, her eyes widening in delight and surprise. I move my hands from her face down to her hips and grip them tightly, yanking her against me with a ferocious need. My heart races in my chest as her hands slide to the sides of my face and she pulls me down for a kiss.
When my lips touch hers, my entire world implodes. Her soft lips press against mine with intensity, her hands traveling to my hair as her mouth opens sweetly. Her lips taste plush and fresh, the faint scent of spearmint drifting to my nostrils as I touch my tongue to her own. Her legs wrap around my waist and she pulls me closer in response, earning a small groan from my mouth as my tongue tangles with hers.
Suddenly, the intercom blares again.
“Doctor Monroe, please dial 211. Doctor Monroe, 211.”
What the hell? We jolt apart, coming to the realization of what we had been doing. Two red spots blossom on her cheeks, her lips a vibrant pink from our kiss, and we’re both breathing hard. Shit, my erection is a monster between our bodies, and she looks down at it, eyes wide.
“They’re calling me,” I mumble somewhat incoherently, my lips still tingling and the scent of spearmint wafting over my senses. “I’m going to have a nurse test you for the virus just to be on the safe side. But my best guess is that you just have a cold, but you never know. Stay home for the next few days, Olivia. I’ll write you a note for work.”
She nods her head and looks down quickly, but I see the disappointment in her eyes. The steamy moment is gone, but her nipples are hard beneath that thin tank-top, and oh shit, but I want to bury my face between those huge mounds.
I don’t know what comes over me, but I growl, “Give me your number.”
Her gaze swings up to mine and she looks confused. “What?”
“Your phone number,” I repeat in a raspy voice. “I need to see you again.”
She nods and murmurs the number. I jot it down with a trembling hand, and then turn to go.
“I’ll call you,” I say.
She nods and answers in a sweet voice. “See you soon, Doctor Monroe.”
With that, I turn my back on her and shut the door softly behind me. I expect to feel a twinge of guilt for kissing one of my female patients in the ER and I wait for regret to hit me. After all, I was just a complete ass, taking advantage of a scantily-clad woman like that.
But I don’t feel bad at all. Instead, I feel invigorated, like I’ve just gotten a shot of pure caffeine. This is going to be amazing. Olivia Castor has changed my life with one kiss, and now, my life is on a new path.
5
Olivia
“What are you smiling about?” Petra demands.
The blonde girl shoots me an odd glance as I sit at my desk, staring off into space. My thoughts keep drifting from my work to that amazing kiss with Dr. Monroe.
The kiss was so incredibly sweet, yet raw with passion and desire. I’ve never been kissed so intimately, so deeply, or so fiercely. As soon as his lips left mine, a craving took hold of my body, my mind, and my senses. I yearn for his hands to roam my curves, and for his lips to devour mine. He’s a drug and I’m completely addicted, desperately needing a fix.