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“Nah, Eli, I can’t.”
He sighs, and his bottom lip juts out.
I snort a laugh. “You pouting?”
“Absolutely not. I’m a doctor.”
“So, what, now doctors can’t pout, huh?”
“Not this doctor. I’m dignified and civilized, and fuck…I hate to admit it, but I just want you again. Tell me I can still have your ass, even though I’ve let you inside me.”
I press my mouth to his again and arch my hips up.
“’Course you can, Doc. You know all you need to do is use that deep bossy voice of yours and I’m like putty in your hands. Last night didn’t change anything for me. I’ll still bend over for you.”
He huffs. “I’m not bossy, I’m dominant. There’s a distinct difference.”
I just smirk at him as his hands slide across me, mapping each groove and slope of my chest and shoulders. “You’re so hot. Have I told you that?”
“Yeah, once or twice,” I reply, and then I flex a little so he can admire all my hard work.
He squeezes my biceps, sighs, and then slowly unpeels his hands from me. “Are you sure I can’t convince you to just take a small detour?”
“Damn, Eli. I want to, but I gotta go home.”
“Of course,” he says and then moves over the console, showing me his tight ass through those fancy pants of his. I take a nice long look at it too.
When he’s firmly planted in his seat, he turns his head toward me, and our eyes meet. Those dark fucking eyes, they get me every time. I reach down and press the heel of my palm against my aching dick.
“Do not touch it,” he says, eyeing me, before sliding his eyes back to the road. It’s started raining, and the pitter-patter fills the cabin as he pulls back onto the freeway.
“You gonna make me?” I ask, and he nods.
“I am.”
Oh hell. Well, now I can’t wait. I want inside him again. I want him inside me. I really just want to find a way to merge us into one person, so we’re never apart again.
I glance down at my dick and then over at Elliot. Should probably distract myself with other things; thinking of all the ways he could fuck me isn’t helping matters.
“We should talk about where this is going, yeah?” I say, reaching out and grabbing onto his hand.
He swallows and nods. “Of course.”
“So, where’s this going, Doc?”
He shifts in his seat, his eyes moving from me to the road ahead of him.
“I’d like this to be a relationship. A serious, monogamous one.”
“Do you?” I ask, feeling my heart rate increase.
“Yes.”
That fucking word.
“You sure?”
“Yes.”
