Page 44 of Love RX


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Whatever thread of control had been keeping him calm suddenly snapped with a tangible spark in the air. Lachlan made a wordless sound, low and full of arousal and frustration, and then he flipped me onto my hands and knees. He took my hips in his blazing hands and dragged me to the edge of the bed, so I faced the headboard. My knees hit the soft, plushy, white rug beneath it, and he pressed my upper back so my head slowly lowered to the mattress.

He slapped my ass. It couldn’t have been hard because it barely stung, but the sound cracked through the cavernous bedroom. “Miss Brook,” he said, and he sounded exactly like I’d hoped he would. A stern doctor. Sexually frustrated Dr. Cade. “I gave you very specific instructions. Have you obeyed them?”

“No,” I squeaked. My toes curled with anticipation as heat started to build inside of me again.

“No, you haven’t. Do you know what we do with disobedient patients?”

“No,” I managed to squeeze out.

He moved his hands up the sides of my waist, my ribs, across my breasts with a punishing tweak, and then up over my shoulders. His hands coasted up my arms, drawing them up above my head as he leaned his big, solid body over top of me. He bit the lobe of my ear, hovering his face against mine. “We punish them.”

What was that thing he’d said my heart did? Tachycardia? I might die after all because I feel like I’m going to have a heart attack.

He pressed his long, hard cock against my bottom, and all my muscles squeezed, demanding to have him slide inside of me. “I’m going to give you one more chance to be obedient,” he whispered, so low I could barely hear him.

“Okay,” I gasped.

“Lie very still. Do not move.”

It was like he’d turned his hot, assertive commands from the sink earlier into a game, and I had the apprehensive, giddy sensation of ratcheting up the incline of a roller coaster. Something dangerous and thrilling was about to happen, and I couldn’t fucking wait.

He left me then, and the air hit my backside and legs with a sudden chill. I had my head turned, facing the doorway, and he went behind me. I heard him open a drawer, walk around slowly, approach me, and then walk the other way. What was he doing? My heart beat hard and steady like the bass in a techno rave. It was so loud, it drowned out everything else.

Wait, where did he go? I don’t hear him anymore.

I picked up my head, confused.

Smack.

I gasped, realizing he’d been behind me for some time, and he’d slapped my ass with a stinging, punishing spank. I gawked at him over my shoulder.

He was on his knees behind me, and he’d pulled his cock from his pants, but they were still on, slung low on his hips and gaping open, since he had undone his belt. He’d already slid on a condom, and his dick was perfectly straight, hard, and gorgeously wide. His lips had pressed into a challenging smile. “Strike one.”

“Oh my God,” I gaped.

He cracked a grin and winked. “Back down, Miss Brook.”

“Oh my God,” I said again, this time smiling, and laid my head back down on the mattress.

Lachlan rubbed the sore spot he’d spanked. “I’ll repeat my instructions. Don’t move.”

I bunched the sheets in my hands above my head.

“Arch your back for me, Miss Brook.”

Wondering what he was after, I arched my back as much as I could, bringing my stomach off the mattress. His hands came under me, and with the slightest, maddening of touches, he started to play with my nipples. Two fingers pinched. Another rolled over top of the second nipple.

I panted hard, shaking with the effort to hold still in the arched position.

Lachlan’s right hand moved down to the front of my legs and to my center while the left continued to flick and roll my nipple. Two fingers slid on either side of my clit, pinching it between them.

I jerked, gasping.

Smack.

I moaned. It was such a delicious slap—not painful, but just smarting enough to send a shockwave of desire through my body. Lachlan stopped his torturous, arousing movements and pinned me down to the bed with his hard chest. His hands formed manacles around my wrists. “Strike two,” he said in a gravelly voice.

I couldn’t speak. I couldn’t think. The way he worked me into a frenzy should be illegal.

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