Page 17 of Doctor Right


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Asher leaned back against the couch and placed his arm behind me just as I leaned back. The credits had barely finished when a loud crack of thunder erupted, shaking the windows, causing me to jump.

“Wow, that is some crazy-ass thunder,” Asher said, looking at me before pulling me close. “Are you okay? You must have jumped a mile.”

Another rumble hit. I jumped again, and this time the TV went blank. He reached for the remote, pressing some buttons. “Damn, it looks like I’ve lost internet.”

“We aren’t having much luck tonight, are we?”

He shook his head and threw the remote down on the couch beside him, leaned back, and rubbed his hand over his face. Just then, another crack of thunder hit, and the room was plunged into darkness.

I shrugged. “I don’t know… this is kind of nice,” I said, running my hand over his hand.

His eyes met mine. There was nothing left to say between us. He slowly leaned forward, and once again the memory of that kiss came flooding back as his lips meant mine. Everything fell away in that moment.

Lying beside him on the couch, I allowed myself to get lost in his kiss and his touch. I could feel his arousal pressing into my leg, and each time his fingers grazed my bare skin, shock waves flew through my body. It had been so long since I’d been kissed and touched like this, I could barely contain myself. Every part of me was on fire.

“Want to go where we will be more comfortable?” he whispered in my ear before letting his lips dance down my neck.

I tilted my head back, my eyes closed. All I heard myself murmur was yes, as his hands gripped my hips.

He tore his lips from the spot on my neck and stood up. Taking hold of my hand, he gently pulled me through the dark living room and down the hall to his bedroom. He didn’t give me time to think, almost as if he knew I’d change my mind.

Once in the room, he closed the door behind us and took hold of me. Placing me up against the door, he kissed me hard. I didn’t hear the thunder, but when I opened my eyes, his small bedside lamp was on. He guided me to the bed and sat me down.

I watched as he pulled his shirt off over his head one-handed, exposing his muscular chest and very well-defined six-pack. His eyes were filled with want, and I bit my bottom lip as he took hold of my hands and pulled me to him, the feel of his warm skin comforting me.

My body tingled when his fingers grazed the skin on my sides as he slowly lifted my shirt off me. He dropped it to the floor, and I watched his eyes roam over my body. That was it, he didn’t go for more. Instead, he pulled me into his arms, wrapped them around me, and kissed me hard.

* * *

I slowly openedmy eyes and stretched, my body hurting in places it hadn’t been yesterday. I looked around the unfamiliar room, the events of last night coming to me. We’d started out slow, and soon we were both breathing hard and writhing against one another. I smiled at the memory and looked over to the other side of the bed, expecting to find Asher still asleep, but saw nothing but a pile of messed blankets. I sat up, listening hard. Nothing but silence surrounded me.

I swallowed hard. Had he left? Why would he leave me here in his house? That was when I heard a clatter of dishes and a muttered curse word.

I lay back in the bed just as the bedroom door opened and his deep voice greeted me. “Morning.”

I stretched, sat up, and smiled as he carried a full tray toward me. The first thing I noticed was the small vase of flowers that sat on the tray. “Morning.”

“Thought you might like some coffee and some food,” he said, placing the tray down at the foot of the bed. He picked up one mug and brought it over to me.

“Thank you.” I smiled, taking the mug from him and inhaling the scent of the hot coffee.

I watched as he grabbed his cup and sat down beside me. “So, is everything good?” he questioned. “Was last night okay for you?”

I nodded, taking a sip of the hot coffee.

“It was amazing for me as well.”

I could feel the blush rising to my cheeks, Miles had never once asked me if the sex was okay, and he’d never told me if he liked it. “It was more than okay,” I said, swallowing hard.

“You’re sure?”

“Yeah. Are you sure it was okay for you?”

I watched as Asher nodded. “No, it was. I figured you might be a little wigged out this morning… you know… after the condom broke last night.”

Instantly, my eyes fell to the mug in my hands, and I let out a breath. I hadn’t told him anything about my divorce, simply that I was, in fact, divorced.

“Bella?” Asher said, bending to catch my eyes. “If it’s bothering you, you can tell me.”

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