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Bomb dropped.
“Whaaaaaaaaaat?” I practically shouted. Had I heard him correctly. I glanced around to see if anyone else caught it because I thought I was wrong, but then to make sure this crazy convo couldn’t be overheard. “I don’t want… pity sex.”
“What the hell is pity sex?”
“When you do it only because you want to make the other person feel better.”
“I’ll make you feel good, there’s no doubt.”
9
THEO
“You want to…to have sex with me,” she said after staring at me for a while. Her voice took on a breathy quality that made my dick hard. As if it was a surprise, or a really good idea, or both. Usually, Mallory let every emotion show, or be heard. Now? I didn’t know exactly what she was thinking. Or what she’d do next, which might include kneeing me in the balls.
So yeah, she made me really fucking hard.
Yes, I got a hard-on from Maude. That had been biology in action. Maude usually pulled her scrubs and panties down and bent over the break room’s sink if we were going to fuck. Our relationship didn’t go much further than a doctors-with-benefits arrangement. Any guy’s dick would get hard for an upturned ass and bare pussy.
But this wasn’t the same thing.
I had chased a reckless patient down to a restaurant bathroom to ask after his STD covered dick and reminded him to keep it to himself for awhile. Then I asked why he was at the restaurant, if his date–and anyone else he’d slept with recently–knew he was contagious and yeah, he got the idea. It showed well for the Hunter Valley school system that one of its teachers was so smart.
I was standing in a dark parking lot and propositioning a twenty-four-year-old. It sounded bad, but in reality, it was one of the…rightestthings I’d done in a while.
Had I thought any of this through? No. Was I thinking with my dick instead of my brain? Yes.
Because of that, all I could think of was that Mallory was the biggest fucking cock tease I’d ever met. The worst part? She had no idea. Ever since I met her back in July, when Mav first started dating Bridget, I’d been hot for her. All the things that weren’t taught in medical school. I lusted. Craved. Hyper-focused. On her long blonde hair. Her pale eyes. Her full lips that would look perfect wrapped around my dick.
Her sass, which would be tamed by… you guessed it, her lips wrapped around my dick.
I sounded like Mav, that she was too young for me. I didn’t care.
She was too sweet and a fucking ray of sunshine. I didn’t care.
I wanted to get her all filthy. I’d wanted that since July, but now that I knew she was a virgin except for two pumps of a teenage dick, I wanted her to be the student instead of the teacher. I’d show her all the things and none of them would be G-rated.
“Yes.” I reached out–I couldn’t resist–and stroked a knuckle down her cheek. I could barely see the blush that stole over her soft skin. I shifted my gaze to hold hers. “But not right away,” I continued, my voice getting deeper. “You’ll get the appropriate birth control method for your body and lifestyle and have it take effect first.”
She blinked and her mouth opened and closed like a fish out of water. “Theo, I–”
“In the meantime,” I continued on as if she hadn’t started talking. “I’ll give you what you need without penetration. At least with my dick.”
“Theo–”
“You were going to have sex with a guy you barely know. You know me.”
“Really? I’ve been around you a handful of times and you barely talk.”
She didn’t move away from my touch, which was a good sign. She wasn’t scared of me. In fact, I’d swear she was just as interested. This would be a mutually beneficial arrangement.
“I’m safe. I would never hurt you.” She had to know that, at least.
Her tongue darted out, ran over her lower lip.
“Mav and Dex would kick your ass if you did,” she stated.
“I have a feeling you could do that all by yourself.” She was a little thing, barely coming up to my chin, but she was feisty. She and Bridget were best friends, equally strong women, but Mallory seemed to have a backbone of steel. She seemed to have her shit together and didn’t lean on anyone. Tough.
