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“I brought lunch,” I tell her, pulling the bag out from behind my back.
Her eyes twinkle as she says, “I’m starving.”
“Me too,” I reply. But not for food.
Unable to resist any longer, I set the bag on the chair and pull her into my arms. She goes willingly, wrapping her hands around my waist and holding on tight. When she’s finally against me, I grasp the sides of her face with my hands and lower my lips to hers. Her breathing hitches moments before I feel her against me. She tastes like honey and cinnamon, like sexy woman. I coax her mouth open with my tongue and dive inside. I can feel her fingers dig into my lower back, and the burn only fuels my already raging fire for her. I’m hard as stone, ready to devour her with my mouth, my hands, my cock.
But it’ll have to wait.
First lunch.
Then, if I’m a good boy, sex.
It practically takes an act of Congress to pry my lips from hers, but I do it. Her eyes are all glossy and her lips are pink and swollen (a look I fucking love on her), so I place one more chaste kiss on her lips and begrudgingly pull away. “That’ll tide me over for a few minutes. First, we eat,” I tell her, reaching for the bag and pulling out the contents.
There are two deli sandwiches that I had sent over, plus a few homemade sides. I take the containers out and set them on the counter. The deli included plastic utensils with my order, so I shoved the two forks in the salads and called it lunch.
“This looks good,” she says as I hand her a ham and cheese on wheat – hold the mayo.
“I took a chance that you didn’t have lunch plans,” I tell her, unwrapping my own sandwich and taking a bite.
“No, not today. I’m going to the hospital around three to see the babies. They’re both supposed to be released later, so I wanted to go see them both together before they head home.”
“They’re sending them home today? They just had babies. Is that safe?” I ask, completely shocked by this news. I mean, I know I’m a smart man and have had my share of schooling to become a dentist, but I’ve never really been around babies. Never deliveries. So I’m a little shocked that mere hours after delivery, they send them home.
“It’s completely safe, as long as the deliveries were normal. I know if a woman has a C-section, she’ll be in the hospital a little longer, but with most vaginal deliveries, a woman is usually released the next day.”
“Wow, that just seems so soon,” I reply, taking the fork from the macaroni salad and offering her a bite.
Her lips wrap around the fork, making my cock twitch in my trousers. “That’s delicious,” she replies, licking away the trace of salad from the corner of her mouth. “It does seem soon, but I’ve learned that most parents just want to get home where they can rest more comfortably in their own space,” she adds.
“Makes sense. Hospitals are definitely not everyone’s cup of tea,” I reply and watch as her eyes darken and slowly turn misty. Something tells me she was remembering the exact reason why she’s not a fan of hospitals.
“Anyway,” I start, trying to pull her attention away from whatever memory she’s trapped in, “if you’re interested, I thought we could spend a little time together this afternoon.” Now, I’m not so sure my plan is the best deal – especially since she’s probably thinking about Josh right now.
She gives me her full attention and a smile. The storm clouds seem to dissipate, even if for a little while. “Sounds great,” she says between bites. “And if you want, you can go with me to the hospital to see the babies?” It comes out a question, like she’s a bit uncertain that I’d want to go with her.
“Absolutely. I’d love to go meet your new nieces,” I tell her, placing a soft kiss on the tip of her nose.
I’m rewarded with another grin before she reaches into the container of fruit and grabs a grape. Instead of bringing it to her own mouth, she moves it to mine. Our eyes connect as I slowly move toward the fruit she holds. The fruit is sweet, but not nearly as delicious as the fingers I wrap my lips around. Those sexy green eyes widen as my tongue swirls around the tips of her fingers before sucking the fruit from her grasp and pulling back to chew.
As soon as I swallow, I move. She’s in my arms, my lips claiming hers in a bruising kiss. I’m starving, but not for the food. I need her. My body craves her touch.
Forgetting lunch, I devour her mouth with my own, savoring the hearty taste of fruit and Meghan. Sliding my hands up her sides, feeling the burn of her hot skin as I push her scrubs out of the way. She tugs on my dress shirt and undershirt, stripping them from my waistband, and scores her nails against my side. Shivers rack my body and my cock swells unbelievably hard. So hard I’m afraid I might suffer some sort of permanent damage if I don’t rectify this situation.
Now.
“Jesus, I can’t believe how bad I want you,” I groan as I push her top over her head and toss it somewhere into the room. Her breasts are wrapped in lace, a delicate pink color that reminds me of those rosebud little nipples inside.
Instead of feasting on that particular prize, I focus on her neck. The smooth, creamy, slender column of her delectable neck. My tongue teases and my teeth nip just enough to cause her to gasp in pleasure. The sound is like a tornado to my soul, reckless and wild, yet surprisingly soothing.
“This is crazy,” she says as her hands slide down and grip my ass.
“Definitely crazy.”
“We shouldn’t do this here,” she adds, her slender fingers finding my belt and working on the closure.
“Definitely not,” I reply, continuing to shower open-mouthed kisses down her neck and collarbone.
