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Doc strokes his cock a few times, and my gaze flicks between his huge length and his eyes that are full of the same lust bubbling inside me. There’s a tension in his shoulders that looks painful, and I realize he’s barely holding on to his control.
A bead of pre-cum gathers at the tip, and he swipes it onto his thumb. He reaches forward, holding my eyes as he wipes it across my lips.
I moan, the taste of him only making me crave more.
“I’m going to use this pretty mouth every chance I get, spitfire,” he rumbles. “Would you like that?”
“Yes,” I breathe.
“Good girl.”
A shiver works its way through my body at the praise, and I try not to think too much of it. I don’t want to like being praised by this man, but it’s become clear that my mind and body are not on the same page when it comes to him.
Without warning, he wraps his arms around me and lifts me at the same time he stands from the chair. I let out a little shriek at the sudden height and wrap my body around his.
Fuck, is he tall.
“Are you afraid of heights?” The words fall out of my mouth before I can stop them.Way to ruin the mood, idiot,I reprimand myself.
He chuckles and shakes his head. “No spitfire, there’s only one thing I’m afraid of.”
“Oh.” I blush. “Spiders?”
He deposits me in the middle of the bed, covering my body with his much larger one. “The only thing that scares me is losing you.”
I stare up at him as my heart explodes with butterflies. If it were any other man, I would think he was just flattering me because he’s about to get his dick wet, but Doc doesn’t strike me as the kind of guy who would bother. I’m already a sure thing.
He captures my lips in a slow kiss, one that tells me everything without him having to speak a single word and I wrap my arms around his neck, tugging him closer until the only thing between us is his shirt and his jeans around his thighs.
I’m breathless when he pulls back, his dark eyes conveying the same emotions I feel beating in my chest.
He may be overbearing as all hell. He might drive me crazy and be way too possessive for a man I’ve only known a little over a week. But he’s also become my safe place. Even when he’s not around, I feel his presence, and maybe subconsciously I knew that when I went out with Bella last night.
He drops back onto his knees and tugs his shirt over his head, discarding it across the room and giving me the perfect view of his muscular, tattooed chest.
Jesus, this man. Does he live in the fucking gym? Because every piece of him is bulging and defined. He’s in better shape than most guys I know, and he’s double their age.
He smirks when he notices how my eyes roam over his body, but I’m not embarrassed. He’s fucking hot, and I’m going to enjoy the view while I can.
“Enjoying the view, spitfire?” He chuckles.
“I’ll be enjoying it a whole lot more once you lose the jeans,” I snipe.
His head drops back and the booming laugh that fills the room does nothing to tamp down my arousal. “Your wish is my command.”
He makes quick work of his shoes and pants, and then he’s prowling up the bed, his gaze moving over me and leaving a blush in his path.
No one has ever looked at me like this. Like he wants to eat me and worship me all at once. As if his reason for breathing is lying before him. Like he equally wants to punish me for how I make him feel and love me for the same reason.
The four-letter word jolts me out of my daze, an emotion I feared I would never feel for anyone. I’ve seen love be so destructive. I watched my aunt become a shell of herself when it didn’t work out. I saw my parents fall out of love with one another, staying together out of obligation and familiarity. I never thought I’d want it for myself because it was too much of a risk.
But as I stare up at Doc, his eyes locked on mine, I realize I’m already falling. Hard. And the only person that can catch me is also the person who could tear me apart with his bare hands.
Doc crawls up the bed, his knees jostling the mattress as he moves over me until he’s nestled between my parted thighs.
Oh god, this is really happening.
I always expected to feel nervous during my first time, but right now I’m anything but. I need him. I need his body pressing against mine and his cock moving inside me. I need to fall apart only for him to put me back together again. I need it all.
