Page 43 of Protect My Heart

She slipped back further onto the bed and patted the space between her legs. “You were right here.”

“Oh yeah, I couldn’t forget that.” His new favorite place to be. Jim started at her ankle, kissing his way up. Finding every freckle and the sweet little mole on her left calf. She squirmed as he found the ticklish spot behind her knee.

“I’ll have to come back to this spot later. But now, I have miles of you to explore.” He continued up her silky thighs, worshipping at the sexy creature that was Doc.

Finally, he reached her sweet center. A soft sigh slipped from her lips as he feathered kisses over her mound.

Her hands clasped on his shoulders and her hips started to wiggle.

“Someone’s getting impatient.” He couldn’t hide the smile that pulled at his lips.

She slipped her arms behind her head and faked nonchalance. “I’m good. Take your time, I’ll just take a nap.”

“Oh you will, will you? We will see about that.” He slipped a finger through the soft curls. There was no hiding his smile when she moaned with pleasure. Nap, my ass.

The smell of her arousal called to him. Some primal scent calling to its mate. His cock jerked at the recognition of her. He wanted to bury his nose in and take her in, all of her.

Doc watched him as he lowered to her and took her taut clit into his mouth.

His male pride beat its chest as her moans grew louder with each flick of his tongue. But when he locked his lips around and sucked, she bucked. One finger worked into her tight core. It worked the inner walls deep, and she started to shake.

She rode the wave of her pleasure.

Beautiful. So fucking beautiful. He couldn’t tear his eyes away. He sucked and stroked her until she took all the pleasure her orgasm gave.

As her shaking body quieted, and her breath slowed, she took his hand. The wall he carefully maintained over the years cracked. She turned and kissed his face. Her sweet lips left seismic tremors in their wake.

He needed to shore up the wall, but not now. Now was for her. And him, if he would admit it to himself. Doc was everything he wanted and nothing he could have long term. But when her fingers slipped down his body and gripped his cock, there was only one thing he could think about, and denying either of them wasn’t it.

It was just sex. The lie sat like a stone in his mind. Doc was different, he had a solid poker face but couldn’t lie to himself. It wasn’t love, but it was something.

“Am I dead?” Her arm flopped across her face. Shielding her from seeing the cocky expression he was sure to have. Hell, it could have been to hide the blush flooding her face— She didn’t know which.

Holy Mary Mother, she had never had an orgasm like that. So intense. The way he watched her, and that mouth. Wow. She didn’t know a tongue could do things like that.

His throaty chuckle grew louder as he brushed a kiss on her temple. “You’re very much alive.”

She peeked out under her arm. He stretched out beside her with his arms locked behind his head. Naked, erect, and all full of himself.

She had to admit, the man had skills. “I don’t think I’ll be able to move for at least a week.”

He rolled to face her and lazily ran a finger down her side.

She flinched. “That tickles.”

“I never would have thought you were ticklish.” He moved his hand to her breast—massaging, caressing.

A loud purr reached her ears. Oh my God, that was her.

The fire that had flamed between her legs was moving again. She sat up and slipped a leg over him, straddling his toned abs.

“While I’d love to sleep twelve hours straight, I wouldn’t be a considerate lover if I left you in this state.” She worked her hips and felt his hardness against the crack of her butt.

Her cheeks burned as she tried to conceal her smile.

He groaned and slipped his hands to her waist. “You think that’s funny, toying with a man in this condition?”

“No sir.” She leaned down and sucked his lower lip into her mouth. Their tongues tangled. Lips brushed and teeth clashed. Her core clenched at the taste of her on his tongue. God, he was addictive. Her chest heaved as they pulled apart. She broke the connection, but barely. Her breath rushed out as she hovered an inch from his mouth. Muscled pecs pumped up and down under her palms. “I think I should do something to alleviate your dilemma.”