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ween thrusts, his hand lifting her bottom from the bed to protect her bruised hip. She did as he said, and he felt how her body molded inside, how it reacted to him.
Their strides began to become fevered and he ground his hips into her. He could feel every ounce of her most intimate places with each thrust of his body, and he felt his orgasm marching on, threatening to overcome him. His thighs trembled with effort.
"Amy," he whispered, slowing his movements inside her, his head hanging down. "I'm coming."
He paused mid-sentence to pull out and thrust deeper. He groaned.
She looked up into his eyes.
"Now." The heady rush of release made him lose contact with the surroundings, his vision going blank. But when he felt her jolt and quiver deep inside, he was harnessed back to her and her moment.
She ran eager hands over his back and hips and around his hard tight buttocks, pulling against his body. She cried out, clutching onto his body with claw-like hands, her pussy drenched.
He lay across her, breathing hard and murmuring her name against her ear.
"You made me rush," he whispered, when she lay back on the bed, panting. "But the Doctor hasn't finished treating you yet." He rolled to one side and his hands slipped across the damp skin of her body. "You are so sexy," he whispered, almost as if to himself. He stroked his thumb lightly across her clit, drawing a moan from her. "You like to be touched here, yes?"
She nodded. "It's so intense, after…"
"After you've already climaxed." He watched her with appreciative eyes, and she gasped and whimpered under the lightest of touches. The sense of pleasure it gave him roared over him, and that's when it dawned on him. Sebastian knew then without any shadow of a doubt that he was in love with her.
He gently sped the motion of his fingers and her hands grasped without strength at his body. Quiet sobbing gasps began to come from somewhere inside her and he felt her clench, and release.
He held her against his body and they continued to explore each other with gentle, inquisitive fingers. He kissed her until her lips were tender and still he hungered for more. He was smitten, love struck, addicted and one hundred percent hooked on Amy Norton. But the looming deadline on their time together was ever present and it weaved a cold passage through his heart.
"What are you doing?" she asked, when he eased away and got up from the bed a few minutes later.
He smiled down at her as he dressed. She looked just as he had imagined her the moment he'd walked into the room, sated and bed tousled amongst the burgundy and white bed covers.
"I have to go get our bags." He'd realized while he lay there holding her in his arms that he would have to get up and focus on something tangible, something mundane, or he would be likely to say the wrong thing.
"What are we going to do about dinner? I'm starving."
"Why don't you choose something from the room service menu and I'll have it delivered to us here," he whispered, leaning down to take another kiss. He picked up the menu from the dresser and passed it to her. "I want you to save your strength, because you're going to have to endure a lot more of the Doctor's special treatment."
"Mm, hurry back," she replied, taking the menu from his hand.
"Oh, I will."
He would be back soon, very soon. But at that moment Sebastian Armitage felt like the harsh, intrusive presence of the outside world would probably do him a whole heap of good.
Chapter Fifteen
Amy stretched and wriggled her toes, sighing. She was in that blissful state of not being quite awake, cocooned in comfort, yet so aware of the strong male presence beside her in the bed. One of Sebastian's muscular arms kept her loosely locked in position against him, the fingertips of his other hand gently stroking the surface of her right breast, as if subtly urging her to wake up and enjoy his presence some more. She was in heaven, total heaven. She smiled into the pillow and opened her eyes, squinting into the sunlight that beamed into the room between the heavy curtains.
"Hello, sleepyhead." Sebastian rose up onto one elbow to look down at her. "Oh, yes, you look much better now."
"Why thank you, Dr Armitage, for your kind attentions last night, and for ensuring my swift recovery. Your hands-on treatment really did the trick."
"I'm glad you approved. There's much more special treatment where that came from, although I'm not sure how long I can keep prescribing to someone who looks so healthy."
She noticed how bright and green his eyes were in the sunlight from the window. In dimmer lights, they looked gray-green, but full sunlight brought out their brilliance. Amy reached for him and pulled him down for a long kiss, her body turning toward his.
"Amy," he interrupted. His hair was ruffled and she reached up to play with it. "You know that I don't give a hoot about the housekeeping staff, but I've already had to turn them away twice. Perhaps we should think about getting up, then we could continue with your treatment later on?"
She sighed and pushed her head back into the pillow, pouting. A morning romp was appealing, but she supposed he was right. It must be late if the housekeeping staff had already been up twice.
"What time is it?" she enquired, glancing around for a clock. His words had begun to sink in.
