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“What about my apartment?”
I take a second to contemplate her question.
“It’s one thing for Dr. Carlyle to know we are together, but it’s another for her to be on the other side of the wall when I’m fucking you.”
She leans over the shifter to rub my inner thigh. “Good point.”
Grabbing her hand, I hold it over my growing erection. She studies my face with those big, blue eyes that place me under her spell.
“I need your help with this,” I say, rubbing her hand over my cock.
She nods, smiling with her eyes.
I unzip my pants and fist my cock in my hand. Ava’s mouth widens.
“I want your lips wrapped around my cock.”
She does as I command, and like a good girl, she listens. Now, she’s all mine. I thread my fingers through her hair as she sucks me off, taking me to that point of ecstasy.
After she’s done sucking my cock, she wipes her mouth, and I push up her skirt. “Take off your panties and get over here.” I hit the button on the side of my seat to move it back far enough for her to straddle me.
She glances around the vacant parking lot, searching for people, before she removes her panties and hops over the shifter and onto my lap. This side of the lot only has a few cars, and I have tinted windows. For as much as I paid for this car, I need privacy and the dark tint gives us exactly that.
“Stop worrying, beautiful,” I say, lifting a piece of hair out of her eyes to tuck it behind her ear. “No one will see us.” Then, I grab the back of her head so I can slip my tongue inside her mouth, holding onto her to deepen the kiss.
She grinds her soaking wet pussy against my cock, making me harder with each movement.
Breaking away from her lips, I whisper, “Are you still on the pill?”
“Yes,” she hisses, rubbing her clit along my sensitive skin. “Now, you’re the one who needs to stop worrying and fuck me already.”
“You’re too impatient.” I want to play with her a little while longer, but I want her just as bad as she wants me.
She positions herself onto my erection, coating my skin with her juices as she slides down, taking all of me at once. “Sloan,” she cries out. She usually calls me Doc during sex. I like the sound of my name on her lips, the sound being ripped from her throat with each orgasm I give her.
Ava closes her eyes as she holds onto my shoulders and rides me hard and fast, just the way I like it. Once she finally opens her eyes, I grip her hips tight, watching as she comes undone for me. I love seeing her this vulnerable yet in control.
For years, all I had cared about was my career. I never cared about having a life outside the hospital until I met Ava. Now, she’s all mine. I hope I never have to let her go. But how long can this last? She’s my intern. I’m her teacher. This cannot end well for either of us.
After the hostess seats us at a table in the corner of the second floor at Luciano’s, I scoot along the circular bench and sit in the middle of the massive booth next to Ava. I slide my arm across her shoulders, and she leans her head on my chest for a second, before picking up the menu.
“This place is nice,” Ava flips open the menu, studying it for a few seconds, before her eyes travel around the crowded restaurant to take in the scenery.
I brought her to Luciano’s because they have the best Italian food in the city, but also because they are all about exclusivity and privacy—two things that are worth a lot of money to me.
“You deserve the best, Ava. This is only the beginning of what is to come.”
She peeks up at me. “What if someone sees us here together?”
“No one can see us over here.” I take her hand in mine and rest it on my thigh, giving it a quick squeeze. “The closest person is on the other side of the balcony, and no one can see up here from the first floor. We have what I consider the best table in the house. Even if someone saw us together, I’m done hiding how I feel about you, Ava. You need to get that through your pretty little head and live in the moment with me.”
“What about the hospital? Are we going to tell them about us?”
I shake my head. “No, not yet, I’m still trying to figure a way around that.”
“What if we went to human resources and told them we are together before they find out on their own?”
I shrug against the booth, unsure of the answer myself. All week, I have contemplated how I would tell the hospital about our relationship without both of us being reprimanded.
