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“Let’s find out.”
I swallow her in my arms and kiss her so roughly, I’m sure both our lips will be bruised later.
This hospital bed has left me feeling like a ghost of myself, but with every soft moan that falls from Kenzi’s lips, I feel myself come alive more and more. The current state of my body can’t keep up with the force of my desire, though, and as I hook an arm around her to thrust upward, I’m awakened from my lust-stupor by a sharp bolt of hot pain in my side.
I grimace and growl through it. Immediately, Kenzi stills, and her eyes go wide with worry. She lifts my shirt, gingerly touches the space around my stitches, and says, “Shit, sorry—are you okay?”
“I’m fine,” I tell her, but even I can hear the strain in my voice. “Just…maybe we go slow.”
“I can go slow,” she says, pushing away the dark strands of hair that have fallen in front of her face.
For a second, the two of us catch our breath. Recalibrating.
And then…something shifts in the energy between us.
I’m buried inside of her, and she’s completely naked on top of me. But when we kiss again…it feels shy. Her lips brush against mine hesitantly, curious, and I apply pressure back, consenting, wanting.
We feel like two people kissing for the first time.
I share her breath. She shares mine. We savor each other in a way we haven’t before. I worship her—touching the smooth curve of her thigh. The fullness of her hips. The warmth of her breasts. And, finally, cradling her face, fingers dipping into the thickness of her hair.
There is not an inch of this woman that I don’t cherish. I have a hard time forming the words, but I tell her so in lingering touches. The brush of my thumb behind her ear. I drop my head against hers and close my eyes so I can listen to the hitch in her breath. I focus on the softness of her skin and each slow undulation of her body. She balances herself on top of me, and her fingers dig into my thighs every time she lowers herself back down again.
We’re in sync now. Flowing. I keep one hand in her hair, encouraging her pace, and my other hand I move to her mouth. She parts her lips for me, and I slip two digits in, wetting them on her tongue, and she sucks gently before I draw them back. I drop my hand between her legs and find that small bundle of nerves that makes her gasp.
The pain in my side has mostly gone away—it’s just a low, dull throb now—and fuck it, because this moment is too goddamn good and I want to savor every second. I rub her in just the way she likes, and I can feel her thighs start to tremble and her body grow tight around me.
I close my mouth over hers in the exact moment we crest together. It’s almost blinding—the pure pleasure of it—and I moan and she whimpers and we sink into each other, unable to get close enough. She ruts her hips against me, shivering as she comes down from her high, and I hold her tightly and feel our bodies pant, breathing out of rhythm.
There’s a light knock on the door. “Dr. Donovan?” a nurse tries. “Everything okay?”
Quickly, Kenzi covers her mouth, quaking with laughter.
“Everything’s fine!” I call out. “Just a machine malfunction. Thank you! Come back later!”
I wait until I hear the click of her shoes vanish down the hall before I release my hold on Kenzi. She laughs into my shoulder now.
“Fuck,” she says, the both of us still hazy. “That was…uh…”
“If you say better than the first time, I’m going to push you off this hospital bed.”
Her laughter escalates, her breath hot on my shoulder. This time, I join in, laughter escaping me.
I feel lighter than I have in years.
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Dr. Mazie Show
FADE IN:
INT. LIGHTHOUSE MEDICAL CENTER - DAY
CLOSEUP on the statue of a man holding the world. The tagline says: "A guiding light in the dark."
CUT TO:
INT. OFFICE ROOM – CONTINUOUS
