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It takes me a few moments to figure out what drags me from my peaceful slumber.
There’s a sliver of sun coming through the window, but I don’t think it’s that.
There’s the stifling body heat emitted from the giant next to me, but I’m not sure it’s that either.
And then I hear it.
Doc lets out an almighty roar, the sound so primal that I didn’t even know a human could make a noise like that, followed immediately by something warm and sticky hitting my stomach, thighs, and pussy.
Did he just…
The darkness of his eyes meets mine, and a smirk tugs at the corners of his lips, completely unaffected by being caught, and I don’t know how to react. Part of me is beyond angry, because he keeps stealing my choices out from under me. What I’m allowed to wear. Whether I wear anything at all. And now using my body while I’m asleep. But another part, a darker part I’ve never had the chance to explore, is anything but mad.
I have such little experience with men that I have no idea what the fuck I’m meant to do when it comes to things likethat. Not that I think it’s particularly normal to wake up to your husband coming all over you.
I open my mouth to say something but quickly snap it shut again, because what the fuck am I meant to say? Should I be mad? Flattered? Aroused? I have no clue how the hell to tackle this, and apparently that’s to be stunned silent.
Good work, Isla,I internally reprimand myself. If I didn’t already know I was out of my depth with Doc, I sure as hell know it now. The man is an enigma, a complete mystery that I doubt I’m ever going to understand. And that scares me.
“Cat got your tongue, spitfire?” He smirks.
I let out a steadying breath, forcing myself to remain calm instead of freaking out like my mind is. “Do you realize how fucked up this is?”
He chuckles, running a finger through the mess he’s made of my body. I can’t tear my eyes off his movements as he brings those same fingers to my lips, wiping his release on the soft pillows. “I’m well aware, Isla. You make me fucking crazy.”
Out of instinct, I run my tongue over my lips, lapping up the saltiness he left behind, and I don’t miss the way his eyes darken at the movement.
“I need to get cleaned up,” I say quietly, acutely aware of the blush that makes its way across my cheeks at the words.
Before I can roll toward the edge of the bed, Doc moves like lightning, using his huge body to pin me to the bed. “No.”
My brows lift in surprise and I stare at him for few moments, trying to work out what the hell has gotten into him. Is this the same man who couldn’t even be in the same room as me during waking hours for the last week?
I blow out a frustrated breath because I’m not exactly a morning person, my head is still pounding like a motherfucker, and frankly I think I have a bit of whiplash from Doc’s personalities. “I’m covered in your cum, Doc. I need a shower.”
“That was by design.”
“You can’t pin me to the bed all day. I’m sure you have work or something to do today, and I’m not planning on spending the day in bed.”
“I can always handcuff you to the bed,” he muses. “At least then I’d know where you are at all times.”
Guilt hits me harder than it did last night. The alcohol and confusion and what I think was a ruined orgasm stole a lot of it from me, but now that I’ve had some sleep, the full force of it rains down on me. “I’m sorry I didn’t leave a note. I didn’t mean to scare you.”
His eyes flash with something I can’t read and he shifts his weight so he’s propped up on one elbow, and the fingers of his other hand grip my chin so I’m forced to look him in the eye. “That will never happen again, Isla, because if it does, I will make good on handcuffing you to this bed and throwing away the key.”
I nod quickly, knowing better than to argue with him right now. I know how to pick my battles, and this is not one I’m going to win.
His eyes soften. “How’s your head?”
“Sore.”
He reaches to the bedside table and comes back with a packet of pills and a bottle of water. Without allowing me to so much as sit up, he helps me take two pills and drink a few mouthfuls of water before returning us to our former position.
Seems he’s serious about me not wiping his cum off my body.
I press my eyes closed, my heart beating too hard in my chest as I try to force the question I should have asked as soon as I woke up to my lips. I may put on a brave, confident face to the rest of the world, it’s out of necessity, not because it comes naturally, and Doc makes me feel more vulnerable than anyone else ever has.
“When you…came, you didn’t get any inside me, right?” The words come out nervous and uncertain, but right now, the fact I got them out at all is a bit of a miracle. “I mean, I’m on the pill, I just want to make sure I know,” I rush to clarify. God, I hate how off-center he makes me feel.
