by Opal Carew
I already had my keys out and turned to him, leaning back against the car.
“Thanks for an…interesting evening, Alex.”
“You’re welcome.” He glanced around the deserted parking lot and then took a step closer to me. Bending down he kissed my swollen mouth. “Good night, Julia.”
I couldn’t stop myself kissing him back, and then I was slammed against the car and he took control of the kiss, one hand buried in my hair, the other clamped over my ass grinding me against the swell of his cock. The kiss went on and on and his hand slid under my skirt and inside my panties to cup my mound.
He murmured against my mouth. “Shall I make you come here, Julia? You’ll do it if I want you to. Would you like that? Everyone seeing you climax?”
Instead of telling him to stop, I moaned into his mouth and he slid his fingers inside me, one pressing hard on my clit until I shattered and gasped his name. Pain stabbed my hand and I realized I’d clenched my fingers on my car keys.
He stepped back and casually licked his fingers clean of my juices. “I’ll be out of town for the next two days. Call me when you make a decision.”
I nodded and managed to open the door and get inside my car, my mind a seething mass of possibilities. Alex waited, his gaze on mine until I managed to remember how to start the engine and made sure the lights were on. The last thing I saw as I drove away was him walking toward the hotel without a backward glance. But then why would he need to look back? He’d made it very clear what he wanted. Whether he got what he wanted was entirely up to me.
Chapter Three
As soon as I got home I intended to call Holly. She knew about the dinner date, so she would be anticipating my call. In fact, I was surprised she hadn’t phoned me already, as it was almost midnight. I’d explained about my attraction to Alex Logan, and she’d given me her cautious approval for the date. Because that’s what friends do for each other when you’re conflicted and confused by the sudden rush of excitement for a man outside your normal dating pool.
I took off my dress and sat cross-legged on my bed. Despite my shower, I could smell Alex all over me. Holly and I shared the two-bedroom apartment. She was off on a geological assignment with her job for an oil company, so I’d have to make do with the phone. The apartment was modern, safe, had its own laundry facilities and was fifteen minutes to the hospital if I got called in suddenly.
Holly and I shared a passion for house hunting shows on T.V. and often rhapsodized about our ideal home. But when it came down to it, neither of us were ready to settle down. Holly’s job took her all over the world and mine didn’t make men happy. Most of them resented my crazy work schedule and turned a sickly green color if I really told them how my day went. Most doctors ended up marrying other doctors, medical professionals or police officers who understood both the pressure and the shift work.
Of course, most of those marriages didn’t last because having two people working in highly pressurized environments created a lot of stress and rage.
Just as I was about to press Holly’s number my phone rang.
“I was just about to call you!” I protested.
“Yeah, right. Where have you been? Where did you go to eat a twenty-course state banquet or something?”
“We ate at the hotel.”
“In Silversmith?”
“It seemed the safest bet.”
“So what happened? Did you spend hours talking over coffee?”
“No, I—” I hesitated too long and she was on me like a rash.
“What?”
“I went back to his suite and had sex with him.”
Silence until I was biting my already swollen lip.
“You did?”
“Yup.”
“On a first date?”
“Yup?”
“Did he slip something in your drink?”
“No. I was a willing participant.”
“Was he any good?”
“He was…incredible.”
“Then why did you come home? He kicked you out? What an ass.”
“I kicked myself out. He asked me if I wanted to have a relationship with him. I said I needed to think about it.”
“Honey, if you fucked him that fast, what is there to think about?”
“A lot!” I hesitated. Even though Holly was my closest friend there were still some things I’d never shared with her. “He’s a complete Alpha.”
“Like romance novel Alpha?”
“No, more…real.” I shifted my grip on my phone. “I’m kind of scared, but excited at the same time, you know?”
Holly sighed. “Whatever you do, just be careful okay?”
“Of course I’ll be careful. I always am.”
“That’s true. You are the original control freak.” The sudden sound of yelling in the background made it hard for me to hear her. “Gotta go. They’re about to start test drilling. Love you babe, keep in touch.”
“Love you, too.” I ended the call and stared at my reflection in the screen before automatically smoothing out my frown lines.
Alex was only here for the summer.
And he was offering me the chance to live out my most private sexual fantasies. All I had to do was trust him unreservedly…
That was all.
I took a deep breath and looked up his cell number and was put straight through to voicemail.
“Alex? I’m in. Tell me what to do next.”
I’d forgotten he was out of town for two days and cursed myself for calling him so fast as if I was way too eager. Work got busy as tourists added to the casualties at our ER I often asked myself why did tourists do such stupid things? Did they think being on vacation made them invincible or something? If you’re seventy and decide to try zip lining for the first time shit will happen…
I patched up my fourth sunburned dehydrated teenager for the day and tried to see the clock above the staff station before remembering it was deliberately angled so that the patients couldn’t see it. After giving instructions to my intern about what to tell the boy’s parents and how to fill his prescription, I snuck away to check my cell in the break room.
There was a text from Alex.
What do you want me to do to you, Dr, Reed?
I stared at the stark words as a thousand possibilities ran through my brain. My fingers were trembling as I texted him back.
Can we talk about this face-to-face?
That café in the mall? Five o’clock?
I checked the time. The Pink Plumeria. I’ll meet you there. My shift ends at four-thirty.
Which gave me enough time to shower, brush my hair and put my filthy scrubs back on. I’d stopped leaving clothes at the hospital. I always ended up giving them away to poor souls in the ER who didn’t want to go home in a paper gown.
I looked down at my rumpled pink and blue Hawaiian print scrubs. Maybe a paper gown would be better. It was easy to tear off and left you ass-naked at the rear. He’d probably like that.
I was nervous meeting him this time. I suppose it was because he’d shown me how vulnerable I was to his particular brand of ruthless charm. He was sitting in the same booth, a mug of tea in front of him, his wintery blue eyes fixed on his phone.
“Dr. Reed.” He stood as I approached, his gaze moving down from my face to my body. “Nice trousers. Very…tropical.”
“Very funny.” I collapsed onto the padded seat. “While you’re up there. Coffee please.”
When he returned with my coffee and a plate of pastries, I gave him a grateful glance and proceeded to stuff my face with sugar and caffeine as he sipped his tea. After a while, I dabbed at my mouth and sat back.
“That’s better.”
“You don’t have a particularly healthy diet for a medical professional.”
“I don’t smoke and I’m not an alcoholic, which means I’m doing better than most.” I scowled at him. “I don’t eat like this all the time. Only when I’m stressed.” Which was basically all the time because of my j
ob, but he didn’t need to know that.
He wrapped his large capable hands around his mug. “So what can I do for you, Julia?”
“I’m not sure.”
His slight smile made me stiffen. “Yes you are. You dream of these things, you use them to get yourself off. So what’s it to be? What’s your number one fantasy?”
“You’ll probably think it’s stupid.” I muttered into my coffee not wanting to meet his eyes.
“I doubt that and it’s not like you to be coy.”
“Coy? What the hell does that mean? Who uses words like that anyway?”
He remained quiet simply waiting my babbling out.
“Tell me.”
I heaved a sigh and then leaned closer toward him, inhaling an expensive waft of lemon aftershave.
“I want to be taken out to dinner and then to a club or somewhere…” I almost faltered. “You get to touch me inappropriately.”
“By inappropriately, do you mean have full-on sex with you in public?”
I licked my lips. “It depends, I don’t want to be arrested or anything. It would have to be kind of private yet public.”
“Like a BDSM club?”
“No.”
He raised an eyebrow.
“I’ve lived that scene, and that’s not what I want this time because…it’s okay there, to do that, to allow that, which is great, but I want to be someplace where it isn’t so safe and structured.”
“Ah, I understand.” He stirred his tea and removed the tea bag. “Public yet private.”
“I don’t suppose there are any places like that around here are there?”
“You’d be surprised. We might have to drive into the city, but I’m fairly certain I can find somewhere.” He raised his gaze to meet mine. “Would you let me pick out your clothes for this adventure?”
I raised my chin. “Do you think I don’t know how to dress appropriately?”
“Quite frankly, yes. But I’d like to tell you what to wear, to imagine you getting dressed and how soon I’ll be taking you out of everything again.”
I raised my chin. “I do have other clothes, you know.”
He sat back. “And this is your call, so if you’d rather I didn’t interfere, just tell me.”
“I like the thought of you choosing my clothes.” I muttered.
“Then I’ll provide what you need.” He paused. “What else?”
“Isn’t that enough to be going on with?”
He shrugged his wide shoulders. “That depends on you.”
“I’d like you to come inside me without a condom.”
He nodded. “I’d like that too. I can send you my medical records if you want. What else do you dream of Dr. Reed?”
I smiled at him. “I think I’ll wait and see how things work out with this particular fantasy before I tell you anything else.”
“I’ll tell you something right now.” He glanced down at his lap. “I’m hard. I’ve got hard every time I thought about how I fucked you. It made for a most inconvenient three days.”
“Good.”
“Did you think of me? Did you finger fuck yourself even though I made you sore?” He smiled. “I had a fantasy of my own, you picking me up at the airport and me fucking you in the parking lot before we even made it back to the car.” His fingers curved around his mug. “You didn’t wear knickers under your skirt, so all I had to do was yank down my zipper, pull up your skirt and I was balls deep inside you.”
I licked my suddenly dry lips. “In the parking lot?”
“There were plenty of dark corners and I couldn’t wait another second.”
I contemplated his calm face aware that my cunt was throbbing in time to my heartbeat.
He smiled. “You’re wet aren’t you?”
I nodded.
“You like the thought of me taking control like that, of stuffing you full of cock somewhere we could be seen.”
He continued to study me, cataloguing every rapid breath and the heat rising from my skin. “I think you’d like it so much that you’d scream when you climaxed. I’d have to cover your mouth with my hand while I concentrated on coming. You’d be even wetter then, no knickers, my come trickling down your thighs.”
I put down my mug because my fingers were shaking so hard I thought I’d spill it.
“I’d drive and you could sit beside me, thighs spread wide so that I could play with your clit, maybe even make you come again.” His fingers flexed and I couldn’t take my eyes off them. “Maybe we wouldn’t make it home and I’d fuck you in the car or find a sleazy motel and fuck you there.”
I realized I was just nodding like a fricking dog and salivating like one too. How did he know? How did he know that I’d yearned for someone to forget all the pc crap and just own me?
“I’d get sore.” I managed to whisper.
“Yes, you would. Then you’d have to take me in your mouth or arse until I’d fucked every one of your holes. And then I’d fuck your cunt again and you’d still come.”
I tried to make a joke of it. “I might have run out the door by then.”
“No you wouldn’t. You’d take everything I had to give you and beg for more.” He pushed to his feet. “Are you finished with your coffee?”
“Yes…” I looked up at his beautiful face and then down to the huge bulge in his pants. “Are you leaving?”
“Aren’t you?” He held out his hand. “I’ll walk you to your car.”
Anticipation leeched away from me like a deflated balloon. “You don’t need to do that.”
“We’ve had this conversation before. Let me escort you. I’d prefer to know you got safely home.”
I was going home?
Ignoring his outstretched hand, I rose to my feet and slid out of the booth. One good thing about my baggy scrubs was that he couldn’t see how hard my nipples were or smell my arousal. I turned toward the door, but he was quicker, holding it open for me, making certain that I had to brush up against him to get out. Damn, I wanted to whimper. At least with Holly being away I could watch porn and spend some quality time with my vibrator without being disturbed.
I marched off into the mall, out through the first exit and headed for my car. Alex easily kept pace with me, which annoyed me even more. Retrieving my car keys from my pocket, I turned to wish him a good night to find him smiling down at me.
“How much do you want it, Julia?” he asked.
“I don’t know what you mean.”
He glanced around the half-deserted parking lot. “For me to fuck you stupid right now?”
“I don’t.”
His gaze remained on the mall and surrounding area. “I can do it right here against the side of your car, or you can come and sit in my truck, which is parked over by the trees.”
“I’m going home.”
“Not yet.”
“I’m tired.”
“And now you are making excuses.”
“I don’t have to—” I gasped as he cupped my breast and unerringly pinched my nipple. “Don’t—”
He crowded me back against the side of my car but instead of screaming and pushing him away, I put my arms around his neck and pulled him even closer.
“That’s better,” he murmured. “You don’t have to pretend with me.” His hand slid beneath the elastic waist of my scrubs to cup my ass and rub me against the hard rod of his shaft. Holding me up against the side of the car, he slowly unbuttoned his long coat.
“Undo my belt and my zipper and take out my cock.”
I couldn’t see anything past his body and the folds of his coat. I didn’t even care.
“Take out my cock, Julia. I’m going to fuck you right here and you’re going to come all around my big hard dick until I tell you to stop.”
While I obeyed his instructions, loosening his belt and starting on the straining fastening of his pants, he lifted my right leg, pushed down my pants and underwear and made me step out of them. Keeping my right foot balanced on his hip and conce
aled by the skirt of his coat he fitted himself against my soaking wet hole and shoved deep.
I screamed as I came, biting down on his coat sleeve to stifle the sound as he started thrusting. It didn’t take him long to join me and jet hot spasms of come deep inside me.
He pulled out almost instantly and before I had time to blink was settling me back in my clothes and zipping up.
“Go home, Julia. Leave the door unlocked for me. When I get there I want you naked and on all fours on your bed.”
He opened the door of my car. I somehow slid inside and started the engine. I’m not sure how I got home, but suddenly I was there. I heard a black truck that I assumed was Alex’s pull into one of the visitor spots behind me. How had he known where I lived? Had he googled me as avidly as I’d googled him?
Not that there had been much about him at all.
Ignoring the elevator, I ran up four flights of stairs to my apartment, unlocked the door and went inside. Luckily, as Holly wasn’t home, the place was pristine. I was the one who kept it like that. Leaving the front door unlatched, I went through to my bedroom, stripping off my filthy scrubs as I went and dumping them in the laundry basket. My skin was blush red and quivering with anticipation as I climbed onto the bed facing the wall and assumed the position.
I heard the apartment door lock and then nothing else for a while until warm breath tickled the back of my neck.
“You’re so fucking wet.”
His accent sharpened as he pushed both hands between my legs and rubbed his palms against my already swollen and needy cunt. He brought one hand up to my breasts and smoothed our combined scents on my nipples, the other he brought to my mouth shoving his fingers in for me to suck.
I closed my eyes as I felt the press of his cock against my pussy lips again, arching my back to invite him deeper. He stayed shallow, just the crown teasing my senses while his hands returned to my hips.
“What if someone had seen us fucking in the parking lot, Julia? Would you even have noticed? You were so desperate for cock you didn’t care did you? Perhaps there was someone, did you think of that? Some man with a massive hard-on right now because he watched you being fucked.”