“Fuck is right,” I groaned as I rolled my hips against her. A groan got caught in my throat but April didn’t bother trying to hold back her hums of encouragement.
My fingertips danced across the bare skin of her thigh. Her dress bunched around her waist and was being held in place by my forearm. Reaching for her top button with my free hand, I flicked it open and thanked everything when the next one came undone as easily.
I only undid one more before deciding to leave it for now and tease the underside of her breast over her clothes instead. Moving my fingers from the outside around to her inner thigh, I stroked the soft skin I found there and felt her tremble against me.
“Chris,” she whimpered. “Don’t let me fall.”
“Never.” I held her closer to me and tightened the grip of my arms while my hands continued exploring.
As I dragged my fingers across the front triangle of her panties, my own legs suddenly felt weak at the wet heat beneath the soft cotton. She adjusted the angle of her head to bring her lips to mine, lifting her arm to tangle her fingers into my hair.
Our mouths met softly at first, an almost tentative kiss that changed as soon as my tongue darted past her lips to taste her. Her lips were soft but her tongue was insistent, as dogged in its pursuit as mine.
An inferno built up inside me, making me as desperate as I’d ever been. My hips moved against hers—with hers. I stopped teasing the underside of her breast and slid my hand into the opening I’d created to cup the weight of it, running my thumb across her hardened nipple.
She moaned into my mouth and shivered, pressing her body tighter against mine. Our kiss deepened, our tongues and teeth clashing as I swept her panties aside to find her bare beneath them.
Bare and so soaked that the movement of the cotton made the scent of her arousal drift to my nostrils. A feral-growl-type noise I didn’t make very often rumbled in my chest and my fingers slid through her folds.
It took every ounce of determination I had not to bend her over and take her right then and there. My cock throbbed and my muscles were wound so tight they were almost vibrating, but I forced myself to calm down and focus on her.
Using the heel of my hand on her clit, I pushed a finger inside her and nearly came just from feeling her inner muscles fluttering around it. She gasped something that might have either been my name or a curse into my mouth, her body already tensing.
I opened my eyes just in time to see her brow knitting as she came, flooding my hand while her mouth momentarily stilled on mine. My underwear got wet against my skin as I stroked her through her orgasm.
All it would’ve taken for me to go over the edge with her without even having her touch me was one more brush of my hips against her. I refused to come this way, though. It just wasn’t happening.
With effort that I thought deserved a medal, I managed not to shoot my load in my pants and was ready for her weight when she sagged against me. She turned slowly in the circle of my arms, smiling lazily as she brought her gaze up to mine.
“Those were some stretches,” she said, her eyes glazed over as she held on to my shoulders.
I lifted her against my stomach and started walking us over to the mats. My lips brushed against hers when I spoke. “You think so? That’s great but you ain’t seen nothing yet.”
Chapter 16
APRIL
Who would’ve thought it was possible to feel like I was floating on a cloud of bliss just because of an orgasm? Definitely not me. That’s for sure.
But I’d also never had an orgasm like that one before. Chris had managed to do with his hands what not even a vibrator being operated by the chick in charge of the vagina had been able to. He’d blown my fucking mind.
Even so, as he kissed the stuffing out of me while carrying me God only knew where, I already wanted more. I wound my arms around his neck and pressed my chest against his just as he lowered me down and my ass hit cool plastic.
I didn’t need to look to know where we were. He had brought me to the yoga mats without needing to stop devouring my mouth once. Spreading my legs with his hips, he moved forward until I felt his impressively sized erection pressing up right against my core.
It cannot be a coincidence that this stack of mats is the perfect height. Then again, it’s not like he’d had time to set this up for this.
When I’d come up here, all hot and bothered from the dreams about him that had plagued my sleep after what Luna had said, the last thing I’d been expecting was for any of those dreams to actually come true. Yet at least a few of them already had.
So far, I’d had his arms around me, kissed him, felt how badly he wanted me, heard the sounds he made, and had gotten a spectacular orgasm out of the deal. Time to make some more dreams come true.
Bringing my hands to the hem of his shirt, I lifted it up to expose a body so ripped that feeling it beneath my fingertips riled me up almost all the way again. The planes and valleys of muscle rippled beneath my touch as he kissed me harder.
I didn’t think I’d ever been with a guy who was so unrestrained in his reactions. Chris wanted me and he seemed to want me to know how much. It was an exhilarating realization that made me understand so many things I’d read about in articles over the years but hadn’t believed possible.
When even the biggest skeptic becomes a believer after one round with this guy, he’s got to be good.
After running my fingers over every inch of his abdomen, I brushed the pads of my fingers over his nipples and was surprised when he shivered. Another low groan came out of him and he pressed into my hands.
“Sensitive?” I asked between fervent kisses.
He nodded and also spoke without breaking off the kiss entirely. “Everything seems to be sensitive with you.”
Tingles ran down my spine and across my skin until they exploded like fireworks when they reached my extremities.
“Truth or line?” I asked. If it was a line, it was a fucking good one. Way to make a girl feel special when she only wants to get her rocks off.
“Truth.” He covered one of my hands in his and moved it down slowly enough that I had plenty of time to draw away if I wanted to.
I didn’t.
But I appreciated that he hadn’t just used my hand to grab his own package. The fabric of his scrubs and then the elastic of his underwear brushed against my skin as he guided our joined hands farther down.
“If you don’t believe that it’s true, feel me,” he murmured before sealing his mouth over mine again.
He let go of my hand to continue dragging torturous paths up and down my thighs without ever going high enough. I considered teasing him back, but I was too curious about what he’d meant.
I closed my fist around his rock-hard shaft and his entire body jerked as he hissed into my mouth. “Fuck, April.”
“Like you said, fuck is right.” His skin felt like velvet but I hadn’t even known men could get this hard. There was just about zero give as I squeezed my thumb and forefinger together.
“April,” he said in a tone that made my name sound like a warning before he nipped my lower lip. “If I say stop, you have to stop, okay?”
“Why?” I swiped my thumb across his tip and gathered so much silky wetness that I didn’t really need an answer to my question anymore.
He gave me one anyway. “I’m dangerously close to coming. If you keep doing any of that, it’s going to happen and I’m not ready for it to, unless you want to end this.”
“I’m definitely not ready for it to end.” I eased up on my grip but didn’t let go of him. “Aren’t you supposed to be able to hold back indefinitely until you eventually decide I’ve had enough orgasms?”
He chuckled against my mouth. “Do I look like fucking Hercules to you? No one has that amount of self-control when they need someone as much as I need you right now.”
Another shiver of unadulterated pleasure ran through me. “I knew it couldn’t be true but thanks for confirming for me. You don’t have to h
old back with me. If you want to—”
He cut me off with a fierce, demanding kiss that he broke off as abruptly as he started it. “You misunderstand me, April. I’m not done with you yet. You’re fucking killing me. There’s no way I could hold back indefinitely, but I’m okay for now. Just stop when I say so, okay?”
“I’d be insane to refuse that request.”
“I’m glad we’re in agreement.” His lips descended on mine again, but his hands didn’t stop this time. He moved my panties to the side once more, resting one hand on my upper thigh and teasing my clit with his long fingers while the fingers of his other hand played with my entrance.
My back arched and my hips bucked as I tried to get them inside of me. Chris obviously knew what I wanted, but instead of giving it to me, he pulled away to sink to his knees between mine.
He smirked, sliding me to the edge of the mat before bringing his hands back to where I wanted them. “This time, I don’t just want to feel it. I want to taste it, too.”
I spared a moment to think about his kneecaps on the hard floor without one of these mats beneath them, but all thoughts about telling him to grab one evaporated when he put his mouth on me.
Between his tongue and his fingers, I was almost delirious in no time. He nipped, licked, sucked, and stroked me into another orgasm with seemingly no effort at all.
This one was even more powerful than the last. If I hadn’t been hanging onto his shoulders for an anchor, I was pretty sure they’d be picking up pieces of me scattered across all four corners of the globe.
By the time my eyes finally blinked open and my brain started semi-functioning again, Chris had already put on a condom and was staring down at me with so much need burning in his eyes that my legs spread farther automatically, almost like they wanted to welcome him home.
He gripped my hands as he lined himself up, his gaze intent on mine. “Still fine?”
“You certainly know how to stretch a girl out.” I smiled and squeezed his fingers. “I’d love to see more.”
“No, April. The words. The actual words. I need to hear them.”
Each sentence came out between labored breaths. His thighs quivered against my legs, and agony flashed in his eyes, but he kept still with his broad head nestled in my warmth.
“I’m fine,” I whispered, threading my fingers into his soft hair and holding his head in place. “I want you, too, Chris. We’re good. I promise.”
“Good.” He still didn’t just slam into me, though.
Pushing in inch by delicious inch, he filled me up until it felt like I wouldn’t even be able to breathe if he went any deeper.
He stopped just before the point of discomfort, screwing his eyes shut as he dragged in measured breaths. “Fuck. You feel too good.”
“So let go,” I said, rolling my hips when he still didn’t move his. “I told you, you don’t need to hold back with me.”
I squeezed my inner muscles, and he let out a loud moan. His features contorted into something between agony and rage but it was the sexiest expression I’d ever seen a man wearing.
“Think you’ve got one more in you?” he asked, but the last word became another moan when he drew out slowly before sinking back in.
Everything about him at that moment was so beautifully erotic that I nodded. “Keep making those noises and feeling like you do, and I’ll probably even get there before you.”
“Doubt it,” he bit out, opening his eyes to look into mine. “Ready? I’m really fucking close.”
My stomach flipped at his admission and my clit was back to pounding like it’d been years since it’d been touched. “I’m ready.”
Claiming my mouth for a kiss that felt surprisingly intimate, he finally started thrusting. Our bodies were pressed together so tightly that I felt every dip of his muscles, every tremble, and every shaky breath he took.
Although this was our first time together, I could tell when he was reaching his crescendo thanks to all of those little hints. Reaching between us at the exact right moment, I massaged my clit and went flying over the edge at the same time he did.
As the most intense climax yet tore through my body, I collapsed back against the mats and saw bright lights exploding behind my eyelids. His body folded over mine as if it just couldn’t let me go, and his chest expanded and fell just as fast as mine when we finally came back to earth.
Chris planted a final kiss on my lips before taking a step back. “I need to go take care of the condom. I’ll be right back.”
He was so damn gorgeous with his hair all ruffled, his lips swollen, and his eyes soft and satisfied. I couldn’t quite believe I was the one responsible for making him look and feel that way.
I also couldn’t quite believe I’d just had three orgasms. Multiples had been a myth to me before, but apparently, Chris’s knowledge of anatomy was all I’d needed to dispel that it was a myth.
Because holy crap, that was awesome.
As I watched him walk his gorgeous ass away from me, though, reality started catching up with me in more ways than one. I knew there wasn’t anything wrong about what had just happened between us, but it suddenly felt like there was.
A bad feeling crept up on me as I sat and redid the buttons on my uniform. Scooting to the edge of the mat, I tested out my weak legs before standing up. Wobbly, but past the point of face-planting.
It would have to do. I smoothed out my dress just as he came walking out of his office, heading toward me with that smile still on his face. My heart raced and my cheeks flushed.
“That was…” He trailed off and ran his hand along the back of his head, his gaze zeroed in on mine. “An unexpected but awesome surprise to end the day. You want to go get something to drink downstairs?”
He moved to put his arms around me again, but I took a step back and shook my head. “I have to go get Adi. Thanks for, well, you know. See you tomorrow.”
“Okay.” A frown appeared between his brows, but he lifted his hands with his palms out and didn’t come any closer. “Don’t overthink this, April.”
I nodded and got out of there as fast as my wobbly legs could carry me. There was a bathroom at the end of the corridor, and thankfully, it was empty.
Darting into the nearest stall, I flipped the lock and stood with my back against the door, head hanging as I slid down against it. Wow. We really just did that.
My mind was in a flat spin, but as I searched every nook and cranny inside, I couldn’t find so much as a glimmer of regret. All that remained to be seen was whether Chris felt the same.
I groaned. What the hell had I been thinking?
Chapter 17
CHRIS
Hunter grinned at me when he looked up from the tablet. “Adi is our last appointment for the day. How about using some of their time to ask April out again?”
“I’ll think about it.” I wasn’t entirely convinced she’d say yes, though.
After everything I’d done yesterday to make sure she was on board and not doing anything she might regret or scare her off, she’d still bolted like a damn deer who heard a gunshot in hunting season.
I wasn’t giving up on her. Slowing things down after what had happened just seemed like it might be the best course of action. Pushing for a date the very next time I saw her didn’t qualify as slowing things down.
I’d have to see for sure when they got here, though. Before I saw her, I’d have no idea where her head was at about the awesome fucking sex we’d had.
If I’d thought that maybe this attraction I felt toward her would lessen once I’d had her, I’d have been dead wrong.
I felt like an addict who had taken one hit and was now hooked. Just thinking about it, which was incredibly difficult not to do, made me pop a semi. Welcome back to being fourteen, asshole. No one missed you.
“While we’re waiting,” Hunter said, “what do you think the name of our private practice should be?”
“It wouldn’t need to have a name,” I replied, giving mysel
f a mental shake to get rid of the porn-worthy memories floating around inside my head. “It’s literally a doctor’s office. Why?”
“We need to start throwing around names before we can plan a marketing strategy and create a brand. My textbook said you have to go into marketing with a clear name and brand, or you might as well kiss your money goodbye.”
“I’m pretty sure that wouldn’t apply to us.”
He rolled his eyes. “What about Topher and Ter’s Body Shop? Like the end of both our first names. Cool, right?”
I didn’t even bother giving him a response. I just made a face at him and left him to draw his own conclusions.
After tossing around a few more equally terrible names, I shook my head at him. “What about The Doctor’s Office? Brilliant, right?”
He flipped me off. “We’ll think of something better.”
“Great.” I glanced down at Adi’s treatment plan and ran over what we had to do today. “In the meantime, do you mind taking the lead in this session? I need a few minutes to speak to April.”
“I literally just suggested you ask her out again. In case you were wondering, that was my way of telling you I was going to take the lead to give you a few minutes to speak to her.”
“Thanks, but it depends on what she says to what I need to speak to her about whether I’ll ask her out or not.”
His massive brow furrowed. “Did something happen between you guys?”
I mimed zipping my lips and flicking away the key. “Nothing you and I need to talk about. Let’s just leave it at I might’ve fucked up.”
“How?” His bearded jaw slackened. “It’s not possible to fuck things up that fast, even for you. Not unless you…” One of his ginger brows arched. “Unless you literally fucked—”
The door banged open, and Adi came running inside. “Hi, guys! How are you?”
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