By the time I’d even begun to come back to reality and catch my breath, Nash was naked and urging me to the center of the bed. Though I wished I had time to admire his body, I welcomed the sensations that enveloped me when our bodies came together, our heated skin electrifying everywhere we touched.
“Nash,” I panted. “Now.” The effect of my demand was a little diluted by my irregular breathing and liquid state.
He shifted so that his long, thick cock was nestled in the apex of my thighs and rocked forward. I moaned and when he lifted away, my pussy chased after him. I practically cried when he kept away from me. “You are not in charge when we are in the bedroom, cherry,” he scolded. “You’ll take what I give you, when I want to give it to you. And you won’t come unless I allow it. Is that clear?”
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A part of me knew I should be offended or angry or whatever, but it didn’t matter what I should be feeling. The truth was, I was turned-the-fuck on. His dominant nature in bed was so hot I thought I might burst into flames right then. I wondered what he’d do if I disobeyed?
“Aubrey?”
I’d experiment with that later. At the moment, I was willing to do whatever he wanted as long as I got to feel him moving inside me. I nodded frantically and clutched his shoulders.
Nash lined up his shaft once more and slowly—maddeningly—pushed inside. “Fuck,” he grunted. “You’re so tight.” He paused for a moment and looked down at me with an unreadable expression. “Are you a virgin, cherry?”
I felt heat infuse my face and was most likely bright red, making his nickname very fitting. Nash smiled tenderly and cupped my cheek with one hand, waiting patiently.
“Yes,” I whispered as I tried to turn my head to the side. He kept my head in place by taking ahold of my chin. His green eyes were bright, and his smile grew as his head lowered to brush our lips against one another.
“I’d want you no matter what, Aubrey. But, knowing I am the first man to touch you like this, to have my mouth on you, be inside you”—he shook his head, his expression soft and almost…awed—“to make you come. It’s amazing.” He grinned. “And a huge fucking turn on.”
“You’re such a caveman,” I said with a roll of my eyes.
Chapter Six
Nash
Aubrey looked gorgeous beneath me. Her red hair spread across my pillow, her amber eyes glowing with satisfaction and growing desire. Mine. All fucking mine. Maybe I was a caveman, but I didn’t care. “I think you like it,” I mused with a smirk. She didn’t confirm or deny my assumption, she just wrapped her long legs around my waist, blowing away every sane thought in my head.
I eased my way deeper into her channel, breaking through her virginity with a quick snap of my hips. Pausing, I hovered above her and watched for signs of distress. She winced and swallowed hard before wiggling a bit to accommodate my size. She was stretched tight around my cock, and I moaned at the snug fit. “Baby, if you move I won’t be able to keep control.” I tried to remain still, hoping the pain would pass quickly.
“Maybe that’s what I want.” She was looking up at me through her lashes, her beautiful mouth curved in a slightly wicked smile. “It doesn’t hurt anymore.”
“Thank fuck,” I groaned as I filled her completely. “Damn, you feel incredible, cherry. I’ve never felt anything like this.”
She hummed, her face awash with pleasure, and slipped her arms around my neck. I started with a steady rhythm, pulling and plunging in to the hilt. Her heart rate climbed as her breathing became choppy, matching my own. Placing my palms on either side of her, I lifted my torso and used the leverage to drive in harder as I sped up. It hit just the right spot, and she began to cry out with each deep thrust. Her pussy clamped down on my cock and my control shattered. I felt wild and primal, fucking her with complete abandon. Though a part of me was aware that I should probably take it easy on her since it was her first time, her moans and internal spasms were pushing me past the point of reason. I kept my eyes glued to her face, making sure she wasn’t in pain.
Aubrey’s eyes were tightly closed, face flushed with desire and excitement, and her mouth parted. Her breasts bounced with every panted breath and I couldn’t resist bending my neck to take one rosy peak in my mouth. “Yes!” she shouted, her back arching. Her fingers were twisted in my hair, her legs tightening around me, pushing me to the very edge. I switched to her other nipple and sucked hard before giving it a small bite. She spasmed and screamed, “Oh, yes, Nash! Yes! More.”
Not one to ignore my woman’s wishes, I grabbed onto the headboard above her head and put everything I had into it. “Oh, fuck,” I grunted. “Fuck, yes, baby. Squeeze my cock, don’t let me out. Fuck, yeah!” Aubrey bared down, and I practically saw stars. I wouldn’t last much longer.
I bit her nipple before letting it go with a pop. “Let go, cherry,” I commanded as I moved one hand under her and gripped her ass cheek, lifting her just a little so I rubbed over her clit with every thrust, before my cock hit her most sensitive spot inside her pussy. Dropping my head down, I took her mouth in a rough kiss, sucking her tongue in my mouth before tangling it with my own.
Aubrey’s mouth tore from mine when she threw her head back and screamed as she broke apart in my arms. My gaze was riveted to her face, utterly captivated by the sight of her coming. It tossed me into oblivion right alongside her, and I bellowed her name as I buried my dick as deep as possible and emptied myself inside her. Her pussy spasmed over and over, milking my cock of every drop.
When our shudders had subsided, I was drained of all my strength and collapsed on top of her, while still taking care not to crush her. “You are fucking amazing, cherry,” I breathed. “I knew we’d be great together but, fuck, you’ve officially ruined me. I’m addicted.”
Aubrey giggled and buried her head in my chest. “I have nothing to compare it to, but I’m willing to bet this will be the best sex I ever had.”
My mood darkened abruptly, and I rolled to the side, taking her with me. I scowled fiercely as I held her firmly against me. “You’ll never have anything to compare it to, Aubrey,” I growled. “I wasn’t just your first. I will be your only.” The thought of her with another man was enough to bring my libido roaring back to life. My mind and body demanded that I take her again and show her who she belonged to. I wanted to spend myself inside her and mark her as mine over and over. But, I stamped down the instinct, knowing I should let her rest. I slipped out of her and the sight of my cum dripping from her pussy satisfied my need for the moment. Dripping…
Son of a bitch! I froze as memories came barreling into my mind. No wonder she’d felt so different. I’d forgotten a fucking condom. My eyes flew to Aubrey’s face, wondering if she was going to flip out. But, she was just staring at me with a puzzled expression, seemingly unaware of the direction of my thoughts. I glanced down again and seeing my seed drying on her skin made the Neanderthal in my mind beat his chest with pride. Pictures of Aubrey growing with my child filled my head and my heart swelled with the desire to make it happen. I’d known I wanted Aubrey for the rest of my life, to marry her and have a family. But now, I didn’t want to wait. Fuck. I think I have a new mission in life.
“What mission?” Aubrey asked. Her confused voice made me realize I had spoken that last thought aloud.
“Nothing, baby,” I assured her before distracting her with a passionate kiss. It might make me a bastard, but I decided to keep my plans to myself. Knocking her up would irrevocably tie her to me and it would be a perfect tool in my arsenal to convince her that we were made for each other.
I finally managed to break away from her delicious lips and slipped out of bed, making my way to the bathroom. I hurriedly cleaned up, then grabbed a washcloth and wet it with warm water before returning to Aubrey. Pink dusted her cheeks when I cleansed between her thighs, particularly when she saw the small spots of blood on the rag and comforter. “I fucking love knowing I’m the only man who’s been between your thighs, baby.”<
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After tossing the rag in the hamper, I slid the comforter from beneath her and stripped it off the bed before pulling down the sheet. Then I climbed back in and dragged the soft fabric over us. I wrapped myself around her, pressing our naked bodies together and drifted to sleep.
It was still dark in my room when I opened my eyes and I frowned when I found my arms empty of a certain sexy, red-head. A quick glance at the bedside clock showed that it was just after three in the morning. I sat up and looked around, noticing that Aubrey’s clothes were also missing. I felt a flash of irritation as I lifted back the sheet and got out of bed. My boxers were still on the floor and I pulled them on as I headed to look in the kitchen first. She didn’t have her car, so if she were gone, she would have had to call a car service. In the middle of the fucking night. Fear fueled my anger as I stalked down the hall. She had better still be here, or I was going to turn her ass cherry-fucking-red when I found her.
The kitchen was empty, but there was a mug missing from the rack hanging near the coffee pot. One of the French doors to the back patio was slightly ajar and I started to calm down as I strolled over to it. I stepped outside and immediately spied Aubrey curled up in one of the plushly cushioned chairs. The deck overlooked the pool on the ground level with an unobstructed view of the private beach beyond. The sounds of the waves always soothed me, but I found a new level of peace came from the woman in front of me.
“I don’t like waking up without you.” My tone was hushed, but she jumped never-the-less, and her head whipped in my direction. Liquid sloshed from her cup, missing her by inches as it splashed on the ground and she quickly set it on a glass table beside her.
“Jeeze, Nash. You scared the hell out of me!”
“No more than you did me when I woke up alone and thought you might have left in the middle of the night,” I scolded as I approached her.
Aubrey pursed her lips in annoyance. “I’m a big girl, Nash. I know how to take care of myself.”
Stopping at her chair, I scooped her into my arms and took a seat, keeping her on my lap. “I don’t doubt you are a woman, cherry,” I murmured into her ear. She shivered, and I grinned but kept my face hidden in her hair so she wouldn’t see it. Then I pinched her bottom. “But I still expect you to be safe, and that means not sneaking out at three in the morning.”
She sighed and gave me an irritated glower. “I wasn’t sneaking out.”
I raised an eyebrow and waited without comment.
“Fine,” she huffed. “So I was going to. But, I decided we should talk before work.”
Satisfied with her honestly, I fluttered little kisses on her neck. “What’s there to talk about?” I inquired absently, much more focused on her soft, sweet skin.
“Well, I thought this would be a one-night thing”—I growled at her assumption—“But, it seems like you want to continue sleeping together.” I decided to come back to that statement later and let her finish whatever she was trying to say. “So, I think we should establish some rules about being in the office for however long this lasts.”
I lifted her and rotated her body so she was straddling me. My eyes narrowed, and my jaw clenched as my brows bunched low. “Let me be very, very clear, Aubrey.” My tone was lethal, and her eyes widened. My anger was boiling just beneath the surface, furious that she would even consider herself worthy of a fling or that I thought that low of her. “You are not a one-night stand. This”—I gestured between the two of us—“is not temporary. I’m not scratching an itch or adding a notch to my bedpost. I’m fucking claiming you, baby. Do I need to take you back to bed and prove that you belong to me?”
Her eyes were like saucers and her mouth had formed a little O. A rational voice in my head told me to back off before I sent her running in the opposite direction. I took a deep breath and tried to smother the possessive beast inside me. “We are going to date, Aubrey.” I gritted my teeth and almost choked on my next words. “We’ll see where this goes.” It was going to moving her in, marring her, and starting a family. That’s where.
“You want to date?” she asked with a doubtful expression.
I sighed in exasperation. “Yes, cherry. Because that’s what a boy and a girl who like each other do.” They also fucked like bunnies, but we’d get to that later.
“Okay,” she agreed tentatively.
“Exclusively,” I added firmly. “There will be no one else.” I couldn’t imagine what I’d do if I saw her with another man. Feed him to the sharks probably.
She nodded then glared at me. “Same goes, buddy.”
I almost laughed at the ridiculous thought. There hadn’t been anyone else for me since the moment I’d met her. “It’ll always be just you, Aubrey.”
“Okay,” she agreed.
Having her sexy little ass in my lap had been feeding a slow burn in my body. My cock wanted to slide into heaven again. Perhaps set up camp and sleep buried inside my woman, which would have the added benefit of keeping my seed from leaking out of her womb. I was about to carry her off to the bedroom when she folded her arms and peered at me seriously.
“Now, back to the rules.”
I groaned and slumped in my seat, my dick shouting obscenities at me for making him wait. “Rules?”
Aubrey lifted on hand and began to tick a finger with each item on her list. Yes…a fucking list.
“No kissing in the office. Definitely no sex in the office. In fact, no PDA of any sort. Remain professional at all times. No—”
I didn’t let her finish, I shot to my feet, making her squeak in surprise and practically ran to the bedroom. We were naked, and my mouth was on her pussy in record time, distracting her from her ridiculous rules. I also didn’t bother to tell her that I intended to ignore every one of them, but not before I tortured her a little.
Chapter Seven
Aubrey
I finished typing up notes in a patient file and glanced at the clock on the bottom of my computer screen. Melody and Madison were meeting me for lunch in half an hour and Nash’s last morning patient was just leaving his office.
“Everything looks good, Kara. You’re all set to start treatments,” he said as he walked to my desk beside her and her husband, Will. “Aubrey will give you the referral form and results of your exam. Then you can go right next door and make an appointment with Dr. Cole.”
“Oh, thank you, Dr. Nash!” she gushed with a bright smile.
Nash shook Will’s hand and returned to his office. Before he disappeared through the doorway, he paused and looked back at me. “Aubrey, when you’re done. Please bring the patient files for the afternoon appointment to my office.” His tone was courteous and professional, like it had been for the last couple of weeks.
“Of course, Dr. Mason.” His eyes darkened just a little, but he didn’t otherwise react to my agreement before nodding and going into his office.
At night, we barely left the bed but when we stepped into the clinic, he left our relationship at the door. I knew I had been the one to lay down the rules, and logically I knew it had been the right thing to do. However, a little part of me missed the heated glances, stolen touches, and sly smiles he used to send my way before we actually started sleeping together. I didn’t know how he was able to shut it off so easily. I craved him all day and by the time it was over, I was ready to jump him in the car. Which may have happened once or twice.
His door clicked shut and the sound snapped me out of my musings. I focused on my work, getting everything together for Kara and Will before seeing them to the door and pointing out the correct entrance to the suite next door.
I deliberated on whether to lock the office door but decided to leave it for Melody and Madison in case I was still in Nash’s office when they arrived. The files I needed were already sorted and stacked neatly on my desk, so I grabbed them and strolled over to the door and used my knuckles to rap on it twice before entering.
Nash was behind his desk, those sexy as hell glasses on his perfect face as he
typed up his notes from his last appointment. He didn’t even look my way when he said, “Close the door.” I fervently imagined being doused in ice-cold water, hoping it would cool the fever he always ignited in my body. I did as I was told and marched up to the desk, depositing the folders in the designated place.
I turned around to leave when he spoke. “Come here, Aubrey.” I spun around and frowned at his tone.
“You’re being awfully bossy, Dr. Mason,” I snipped. His head slowly turned in my direction and his darkened pools of green studied me.
“Come. Here.”
I debated what do because his eyes and expression gave nothing away of his thoughts. Was he actually mad at me? His mouth flattened into a straight line and his face hardened. Yeah, he was pissed about something. I swallowed hard and hesitantly approached him. He removed his glasses and stood as I rounded the desk. I stopped in front of him and bent my head back to meet his gaze. I loved that as tall as I was, even in heels, he still towered over me, making me feel more feminine.
We stood for a moment in silence, staring each other down. Then he dipped a finger in the neckline of my shirt and brushed his fingers along the top of my breasts. I’d worn a silky tank with a scooped neck that showed a decent amount (though still professionally acceptable) of cleavage.
“Did you dress like this on purpose, Aubrey?” His voice was low and almost, stern. “Were you trying to drive me fucking crazy?”
I opened my mouth to deny it, but his eyes pierced right through me, warning me not to lie. I might have worn a slightly shorter skirt than usual and high heels that made my legs look a mile long, and perhaps I’d added the sweater I knew he loved. I wasn’t going to admit it though, so, I kept my mouth shut instead.
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