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Meredith’s gaze flicks back to the little boy. I realize I’m coming on to her in a sick child’s hospital room. Fuck, I’m desperate. I quickly go over his chart and write a few notes, noting that Meredith is his case worker. When I finish, I turn to her. She motions for me to follow her out of the room. I’d follow her anywhere.

“About dinner,” she says seductively. “As nice as that sounds, I have a much better idea. Come on. I have a surprise for you.”

I follow her, my heart beating faster with each step. I have no idea what’s going on, but the second she turns toward the on-call room, I know exactly what she has in mind. I want it more than she can possibly imagine.

My lips are on hers before we shut the door, pressing her body against it. I feel her small body wriggling underneath me. I’m bent at an awkward angle, and she’s on her tiptoes.

“You’re too tall,” she complains breathlessly.

“I can be accommodating.” I grab her ass and pull her up so her legs are wrapped around my waist. This is much better.

“Fuck,” she whispers against my lips. “This is exactly how I want our first time to go.”

I can’t tell if she’s joking or not, but I don’t care. I’m so desperate for her, so hungry for her touch. How could I have ever thought I dreamed her that night? She’s too good, too perfect. I never could have conjured her with my imagination.

Her hands move between us, swiftly grabbing my belt buckle and undoing it. I’m already so hard, I know she can feel me. She’s basically propped on top of my hard-on. So much heat comes off of her. I can tell she’s ready for me. She kisses me passionately as her hands work to undo my pants, and then I feel her hands sliding inside my boxers.

I hiss against her touch and brace myself against the door. It’s too much, too good.

“That’s my favorite sound in the entire world,” she murmurs, recapturing my lips with hers.

I have to gently set her down, unable to support her anymore. My legs are jelly, too weak to support even my weight. I back up until my legs hit the bed and I collapse onto it. She’s standing there, staring at me with hooded eyes and her lip between her teeth.

I’ve become completely useless, unable to speak, breathe, or move. She walks toward me slowly, discarding her shirt and pants until she’s in nothing but an extremely sexy set of lingerie. This wasn’t a casual run-in. She knew she’d see me and she planned this. Fuck, I’m a lucky man.

“Is this my surprise?” I ask her as she bends down and presses herself into me.

I love having her in this position. I’d willingly submit to her any time she asked. Something about having her over me, completely controlling the situation, is so fucking mesmerizing. And, fuck, does she know what she’s doing.

She teases me, pressing herself against me, then moving back, but never breaking our kiss. Each time she rubs herself against me, I feel the wetness between her legs. It’s a sick form of torture, sitting here waiting to feel her. My brain finally connects to my hands. I hold her hips, pinning her in place. No more teasing.

I slide my hands up her body, causing her to pant, before I unclasp her bra. It’s a complicated piece, and my fingers fumble around as if I’m a virgin on prom night. Fuck these useless hands.

“Just rip it off,” she moans. I pull hard until the fabric snaps.

She stands in front of me, bare breasted, and I can’t help but pull one of her nipples into my mouth. I’d purposely given little thought to her breasts before now, because I knew she wasn’t in a space to receive this kind of attention. Now, though, they’re all mine. I suck and nip on one while I massage the other. Then I switch and repeat the process over and over again.

I feel her shaking and realize her legs are going weak. I need to be inside her when she comes undone. I immediately stop my work on her breasts, causing her to whimper. When I drag down her soaking wet panties, she moans, stepping out of them and moving to straddle me.

She lowers herself onto me, and my eyes close in pleasure. A million tiny bombs going off in my mind. She is so tight, so warm, so slick around me. I’m going to lose my fucking mind.

“Shit,” I groan. “Shit, shit, shit.”

“Mmm-hmm,” she agrees as rides me, moving up and down over my shaft quickly. I lie back fully and grab her hips to steady her, the angle driving me wild. She must agree because she screams my name so loud I worry someone will knock on the door and we’ll be busted.

I don’t fucking care, though. Let them catch us. Let them see this gorgeous woman riding my dick like it’s a fucking carnival ride. She’s completely lost to her pleasure, moaning wildly as she squirms on top of me. I hold her hips tightly, but she leans forward so she’s hovering over me, her arms supporting her weight.

Yeah. This is better. She moves up and down faster than I can comprehend. I let my hands roam over her freely, no longer needing to support her. I pinch her nipples, squeeze her ass, and touch every part of her I can reach. When I move my hand between us to play with her clit, she loses it. I have to put my hand over her mouth to quiet the sound of her orgasm.

As her walls clench around me, I come undone underneath her. Now her hand is on my mouth, muting my sounds. She collapses on top of me, our bodies slick and sweaty. I keep her there, afraid she’ll cease to exist if she gets up. It’s happened before.

She lies on top of me for several minutes while she catches her breath. When she’s finally gotten a hold of herself, she tries to move off me. Stubbornly, I wrap my arms around her and refuse to let go. She giggles and lays her head back down on my chest.

“I had wondered,” she murmured.

“What did you wonder?” I whisper back to her, amazed I’m capable of speech.

“Last time, you fell asleep.” She giggles. “Like, immediately. I hadn’t even taken you out of my mouth yet.”

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