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But not now.

Now my hands yank down her scrubs and her underwear, my hands slide under her ass and lift, pinning her to the wall with my hips as she locks her legs tight around my waist. I grab my cock and guide it to where she is so fucking hot and wet and ready for me.

‘Yes!’ Her gasp is soft in my ear as I tease her slick folds with my dick. ‘There.’

I’ve almost forgotten in our haste that this is our first time, and I have a fleeting regret that it’s up against a wall. It’s not very romantic. But I’m too far gone to be a gentleman about it. And acutely aware I’m in a room full of medical supplies with a woman desperate for my cock, who probably knows how to perform a castration.

There’ll be time enough for rose petals.

I pull back to look at her as I notch myself just inside her. She’s gloriously naked except for her stethoscope, and I make sure our gazes are locked before I shove into her. She moans and her tits rock a little and I can tell it’s 100 per cent better than anything she’d fantasised about in the elevator.

‘I can fill in all your gaps, Holly.’

I pull out and thrust in again, and she gasps this time as she grasps my shoulder. I pick up the pace, thrusting and withdrawing, watching her head rock and her tits bounce. She’s gorgeous, her chest rising and falling erratically, her eyes shut, her mouth parted.

I slide in to the hilt and it’s 100 per cent better than I’d fantasised about. ‘Let me fill them, Holly.’

Her amber eyes flick open. Even in the dark I can see they’re roiling with lust, and I shove into her – hard. I withdraw quickly, and she moans again. ‘I know you, Holly. I know you love it when I talk dirty. When I sayfuck.’ I thrust and withdraw. ‘Andcock.’ Her nails bite into my neck at the profanity, and she pulses around me. My hips piston once more. ‘Andpussy.’

I go again and again. She whimpers, and her thighs tremble around my waist, her internal muscles contracting around my cock. I can tell she’s close as my own pleasure balances on a knife’s edge.

‘I know you love it when I make you come.’

My hand slides between our bodies to her clit. It’s as stiff as I am, and I flick it. She arches her back, bites her lip to stop from crying out, ploughs her fingers into my hair and twists until it physically hurts, but I don’t care, I just kiss her. I kiss her like the world’s about to end and I want to go out with her. Kiss her as I stroke her, kiss her as I fuck her deep and hard, kiss her as she fills my head with the sweet aroma of musk and maple syrup and the nonsensical sounds of her orgasm.

‘Fuuuuck.’ I groan, my scalp burning as I follow her into the light, my heart pounding, my body an agony of pleasure and pain, bucking and thrusting, until we’re both spent and gasping against the wall.

I wait until her fingers loosen from my hair and slide bonelessly away and my pulse has settled a little and I can speak again. ‘I can fill your gaps, Holly.’ I pull back, lapping up the sight of her as I slide out. I ease her down until her feet touch the ground, shoving the condom in my pocket as I tuck myself away.

She blinks up at me, swaying a little like she can’t really believe what’s happened. I can hardly believe it, either.

‘Let me be your respite, Holly.’

‘Danny, I…’

I bend and kiss her, soft and brief. I don’t expect an answer right now. ‘Just think about it,’ I whisper.

Then I turn and leave, certain that she’ll be thinking of nothing else. Just like me.

7

HOLLY

Just think about it.

Danny’s words, what happened in the supply room, are all Icanthink about. It’s been five days, but they play on repeat inside my head. Five days, during which I’ve fought the tug of those words. Five days where I’ve battled my body and something much deeper, denying them what they want.

I can fill your gaps, Holly. Let me be your respite, Holly.

Damn it all. I tell the man all I have is gaps, and he offers to fill them. He offers me respite. He couldn’t have chosen his words better if he tried. If he’d said he wanted to fuck my brains out for eternity, he’d be much easier to ignore. Frankly, I don’t need another person wanting something from me.

But he hadn’t. He’d offered himself to me. In service to me. To be my port in the relentless storm that is my life. A place to lay my head and forget for a while in the snatches of time life affords me.

Those words are like music to my ears. Like drums. My ex had made everything about him, so Danny is a revelation.

And then there’s the way he saysHolly. It’s cute and sexy when he calls me Doc, but holy cow, when he says Holly?Breathing it out like it’s some kind of sacred word? Something precious? It weakens my knees and wraps glowing fingers around my heart.

But… I can’t. No matter how tempted I am. There’s only one thing worse than not throwing caution to the wind and taking Danny up on his offer. And that’s the thought of taking it up and having him tire of filling my gaps because I’m boring and vanilla and always at work after three or six or twelve months.