Right for Love

by Aria Cole

  The next thing I knew, his hands were everywhere, our bodies crashing against a wall, before Thorn’s hand was feeling around for the doorknob behind my back.

  He pushed us through a doorway where an empty stairwell stretched into darkness.

  “Oh my God,” I breathed, words jagged as I crawled up his body, my lips attached to his, my hands in his hair.

  “You’ve been teasing me in this dress all night. Everything in you draws me in and sets my blood on fire,” he murmured. “I’ve had a fucking raging hard-on for you since the second we met. The curve of these pretty lips.” He ran a thumb across the swollen flesh. “The way your eyes dart away and your cheeks turn red when you’re embarrassed. You intoxicate me, little one.”

  His hands slid up my thighs, shoving the fabric of my dress up with it.

  Fingertips made contact with bare, soaked flesh, and I felt him shudder. “Where the fuck are your panties, Carly?”

  My blood thickened to hot lava with every word.

  I loved him possessive.

  “I left them at home.”

  “I should bend you over my knee for that.” His hands gripped at the flesh of my bare ass cheeks, pulling me flush against every raw, hard inch of him.

  “I was hoping I’d be rewarded.” I dropped to my knees, not waiting for his response before undoing the buckle on his belt and pulling down the zipper of his pants. His cock sprung out—hard, thick steel dripping with one delicious bead of pre-come.

  “No underwear, Doctor?” A cocky grin spread my cheeks.

  “Hush, you need rewarding, little one.” His hands pushed into my hair, consuming me, enveloping me, pulling me down onto his gorgeous dick.

  I slid down his girth, hollowing my cheeks and fisting him at the root before sliding back up to the soft tip. I tongued the rim, flicking across the heavy vein that ran down its length, before sucking down his shaft and back up again. His fingers twitched, his grunts heavy, pummeling straight to my core as my thighs soaked with arousal.

  Turning him on like this fueled my own passion, drove me insane with need, made me want to watch him come and then come again under my hands.

  “Carly, fucking Christ, your lips are magic.” He pulled me up his body, lips attaching to mine in an all-consuming kiss. Our tongues twisted, our mouths fucking as we took and gave and forgot where he and I began and ended. “I need to be inside you.”

  “God, yes, Thorn,” I breathed, clutching at his shoulders.

  “But I have to tell you first, I don’t have a condom. I didn’t think this would happen here…but I’m clean, Carly. I’ve got the test results at home—you can see them in the morning if you want.”

  “Results? Home? In the morning?” I hung suspended in his arms, legs hitched around his waist, my cunt throbbing between my thighs, thinking about him inside me.

  “I want to fuck you, Carly. Badly. Right now.” He caught my lip with his teeth as he teased. “If you don’t want to fuck without a condom, I swear we’ll leave right now and run to the pharmacy and grab a box. But if you’re good—”

  “I’m good.” I kissed him to shut his mouth. “I’m good. I’m fantastic. I’m clean. I’m yours. Fuck me, Thorn.”

  A low growl emanating from somewhere deep in his chest was my only response.

  The rest was all hands and tongue.

  And then his dick.

  Thorn’s gorgeous, talented, in-fucking-credible dick.

  FIVE

  Thorn

  I slid into her. Slow and sweet, savoring the sensations of her body joined with mine. I sure as hell didn’t deserve her. Not a man on this earth did. Our schedules would be all fucked up, but we would understand each other. Our hearts spoke to each other. I could feel it. I was pretty sure she could, too.

  “Jesus, Thorn. God, you feel amazing.”

  Yeah, she was definitely feeling that.

  I attached my lips to her throat, sucking long and slow as I thrust, my hands gripping at the gorgeous, round globes of her ass as I fucked her in the stairwell.

  “You’re the best fucking thing that’s ever happened to me,” I ground out through my teeth, her moans speeding up as my thumb brushed the bud of her ass. “I want inside every piece of you. This body’s mine.”

  “Yes, Thorn. Oh God, yes,” she whispered against my ear like a prayer. Her words of completion drove my desire on, and my thrusts sped up, my hips slamming against hers and hitting an angle deeper inside her.

  “God, little one…” My thighs shook as release charged through me. I slid out of her body, jerking my dick until I was coming in hot jets across the creamy skin of her bare thighs. “Fuck.”

  Her lazy, love-drunk eyes reached mine, her smile curving.

  “I’m not done with you yet,” I muttered, sliding my fingers through the mess I’d made across her pussy, then slipped my fingers between her lips, swirling my come across her clit. Her thighs tensed, the small nub growing harder, more sensitive with every pass before I used the other hand to push down the neckline of her dress and placed my lips on her pretty little nipple.

  I sucked hard, nipping and biting, then soothed away the pain with my tongue.

  “Come in my hand, little one.” My thumb arched and swirled, and soon she was crashing in a wave of liquid all over my hand. “Seeing you so vulnerable, at my mercy, is the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.”

  “Thorn?” she whispered. Her hands curled around my neck as her body loosened and went lax.

  “Yeah, baby?” I hummed, kissing her ear tenderly.

  “Take me home?”

  “Absolutely,” I replied. I made quick work of stuffing myself back in my pants and straightening her dress.

  “I don’t think I can walk,” she finally said.

  “You don’t have to, little one. From now on, I’ve got you.” I lifted her into my arms and carried her out of the dark stairwell and back onto the balcony. “Never letting you out of my sight.”

  She hummed dreamily at my shoulder.

  “Think you can break the lease on your place?”

  “What!” That question seemed to wake her up quick.

  I shrugged, nonchalant. “I want to wake up to you gorgeous and coming in my hand every morning.”

  “Thorn…” She shook her head, giggling, clearly not taking me seriously.

  Well, if there was anything she should learn about me, it was that I took things like this very fucking seriously.

  I’d never lived with a woman.

  “Listen, little one. I just had two perfect nights with you. I’ve never had that with anyone.” I pushed through the glass doors and sauntered straight past the crowd of suited-up doctors, all eyes darting to us then away again.

  I didn’t give a fuck if they saw.

  Carly was mine.

  “We’ve got a life to get to, Carly. I’ve already spent enough time waiting for you.”

  EPILOGUE

  Carly

  Thorn hadn’t been kidding when he’d said he wasn’t waiting any longer.

  He’d moved me in to his place, all right. Moved me in to his everything, but that didn’t mean I didn’t give him a hard time every step of the way.

  It wasn’t that I was dragging my feet—I was more sure of Thorn and me than ever. When he’d said he’d never felt this way, I’d known the feeling because I hadn’t either.

  But moving in with someone after knowing them for little more than a day? After meeting them on a dating app? That seemed farfetched, even to Selma when I told her.

  That was before I said he was a hot doctor. Then she’d jumped up and down and screamed and asked me what in the hell I was waiting for.

  I totally agreed with her.

  So, after a month, I moved in to Thorn’s place.

  And he would have put a ring on my finger then if I’d let him. Though, he did shower me with gifts, jewelry, and trips, and anything I could want. But all I wanted was him.

  And some peace and quiet to finish my degree.

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sp; That was the other hard thing about us—our schedules were nearly impossible. But in some ways, it worked perfectly because I used all the extra free time I had to study. I even took my books to the hospital some days and worked in Thorn’s small office or in the hospital cafeteria.

  I loved being around medicine. I loved being around Thorn. I loved my life in a way I never had before, and it was all because of him.

  The day I graduated with my degree, Thorn proposed.

  I crushed him into my arms and breathed a thousand yesses into his neck before dropping the biggest surprise of his life on him.

  “You’re going to be a daddy.”

  His eyes had grown large before he’d broken out in a beautiful grin. “Really, baby?”

  I’d nodded, swiping at the tears streaming down my cheeks.

  He shook his head. His hands made their way under my graduation robe as he kissed me senseless. “I can’t believe all I had to do was swipe right to find you.”

  “I can’t believe I fell in love with the cockiest doctor on the planet.”

  “And the sexiest.” He caught my lips in his and nipped lightly. “I think you forgot to say sexiest doctor.”

  “Definitely the sexiest,” I agreed.

  His hands worked up my thighs, rubbing at the flesh in slow circles as he melded me to his body. “You know I’ll always take care of you, little one. You and our little ones.”

  His hand cupped the faint swell of my belly. “I know, Thorn. I knew it the day I met you, and I know it even more now.”

  “Love you like crazy, little one.”

  “Love you even crazier, Doctor.”

  SECOND EPILOGUE

  Thorn - five years later

  “Mm, where are your underwear, Nurse?” I slipped a hand down the back of her scrub pants, not even the loose cotton fabric could hide those gorgeous curves.

  “Seems I forgot them, Doctor.” She batted those thick lashes up at me, my cock throbbing in a painful beat in my pants.

  “Lookin’ for trouble?” I husked at her ear, guiding her back against the wall in the break room, both of my hands pushing past the waistband of her pants and fisting her ass cheeks in my palm. A moan ground from my throat when her teeth traced up the curve of my stubbled neck. “You still drive me insane.”

  “That means I’m doing my job. Carly latched on at my ear, sucking the lobe between her lips and nipping.

  “And that means you need to be punished.” I slipped a finger at her back entrance, probing the tight little hole, anxious to grind my fucking dick against her. Just like every other day of my life.

  “Working with you is torture.” I breached the little hole with the top of my finger, her back arching into me before I caught her in my strong grip, thrusting her against my steel cock. “Feel what you do?” I husked at her neck.

  “My cock leaks all day for you.”

  Her eyes shot up to meet mine.

  “I’m…sorry?”

  A cocky grin turned my lips, “Bend over and let me fill that pretty pink pussy up.” Before she could say a word I flipped her in my hands, her palms pressed against the cool wall, ass thrust in the air. That’s my girl.”

  I stripped her pants down her thighs, revealing the fine swell of that heart shaped ass I’d fallen in love with years ago.

  Working with the wife definitely had its advantages. Lunchtime quickies had become a common way for us to connect in the nearly five years we’d been married.

  “I can’t stop thinking about your cum inside me.” She whimpered.

  “You sound like an addict for my dick, baby.” I swatted at the swell of her cheek, watching her flesh pink up, making my cock grow thicker.

  She groaned softly when I landed another smack on the same spot as the first, before rubbing my palm over the tender flesh. “I like you addicted to me.”

  I thrust inside her body in one fluid movement, burying my balls in her, the hot suction of her cunt shooting stars behind my eyes. This right here was what I lived for.

  Before her it had been medicine that made me live for every day, now it was Carly.

  It was being with her, making her smile and laugh, touching her skin and kissing her tears away.

  We found everything that was good in this world when we’d found each other, and there wasn’t a day that went by that I didn’t remind her of that.

  Sometimes with words, more often with my dick.

  I still couldn't get enough of her.

  “Spank me harder,” she sucked in a breath of air, a grin turning my cheeks when I landed another heavy palm on her other ass cheek. The creamy flesh jiggled with the impact, her body tensing around my cock with the temporary pain before I rubbed away the sting.

  “Hard enough, sweetheart? Or do you want me harder?” I teased, leveraging my dick to the end of her pussy, slamming against the soft wall of her womb.

  “Harder, doctor. Fuck me harder.” She turned, eyes catching mine for a brief moment. The orgasm that’d been simmering in my balls turned to a full boil then, and I grit my teeth trying to control the way she made me feel.

  Carly had a superpower, like kryptonite, that made me cum with just one glance. It was a goddamn magical thing.

  My hands caressed her skin, up the curve of her arms until our fingers twined together as I supported the both of is.

  “Nothing better than us, right here.” I nipped at the curve of her neck, sliding one hand between her thighs and working that hard little nub of flesh that would send her screaming.

  “Oh, Jesus, Oh. My. God,” she hummed as my fingers pulled an orgasm from her. “Oh my god, Thorn, yes yes yes.”

  “Shh, baby. I don’t need every man in this hospital knowing what you sound like when you cum.” I pushed a hand over her mouth, turning her to me for a hard kiss. “Now tell me where you want me to cum.”

  “I want to swallow you.” She said instantly, turning and dropping to her knees, hands cupping my heavy balls before I could even register.

  “Jesus, Carly...”

  Her eyes turned up at me, the soft spray of her eyelashes framing her warm eyes like fuel to the flame. She stuck her tongue out then, licking up the shaft before swallowing me whole. My hands threaded through her hair, pulling the soft strands out of her ponytail, mussing her up and making her look sexier than ever.

  “Can’t handle your lips on me, Carly.” I breathed, straddling my thighs as my muscles began a slow tremor.

  “Then cum for me, Doctor.” Christ she drove me nuts when she role played.

  Not that we had to.

  I was the head of the ER, and she was working as a physician's assistant just a few floors up. We were the real deal, and we fucked like it too.

  “God, damn. I’m gonna cum.” I clutched at her pony tail, trying to pull her sweet lips off me before she sucked harder, sucked like a fucking hoover and about swallowed me whole. Long jets of cum spit from my dick and coated her tonsils. My balls burned and my veins throbbed as the release charged through my system, simultaneously loosening and tightening every nerve. “I hate losing control with you.”

  “Hmm...” She stood, swiping at the corner of her mouth. “That means I win.”

  I quirked an eyebrow, pulling her in for a kiss. Our tongues tangled together, my hands holding her precious face in my hands. Everything about her was so precious.

  Her and my son.

  Carly and Caeden made my world go ‘round.

  “Thank you.” I uttered against her bruised lips.

  “Anytime, Doctor.”

  I grinned, tracing the line of her soft lips with my thumb.

  “Thank you for marrying me. And having my baby. Thank you for loving me.”

  “Is that all?” She teased, eyes sparkling up at me.

  “”Well,” I shrugged. “Thank you for swallowing like a champ, too.”

  She broke into giggles, swatting my chest. I pulled her pants up her thighs, taking care to adjust her so she didn’t look just freshly fucked. “You�
�re going to have to fix the hair, I’ve got no talent in that department.”

  “She narrowed her eyes at me, a soft smile turning her lips. “You may wanna get used to it.”

  “Oh? Same time tomorrow?”

  “She shook her head, something mischievous burning behind her eyes. “I was gonna wait to tell you tonight, I just found out, that’s why I came down here…”

  I narrowed my eyes at her. “What do you have up your sleeve, Carly?”

  “It’s more like what’s in the oven…” A grin turned her lips.

  It took me a minute to piece the clues together. Carly was definitely the brighter of the two of us, I never doubted that. “The oven…?”

  Her hands went to her belly, sliding over it in a soft caress.

  “No shit?” My eyes turned wide.

  “No shit.” She confirmed, tears watering her eyelashes.

  “Jesus, baby. We’re pregnant?”

  Tears finally streamed down her face as she nodded. “I just found out.”

  “Oh my god.” I wrapped her in my arms, pulling her into a fierce hug. “Maybe it’s our girl.” I whispered, a dream we’d shared many late nights. After Caeden had fallen asleep and it was just us.

  We’d always wanted to fill our home with kids, but we’d always let nature take its course. I thought the second baby would come along without even trying considering how Caeden had come like a surprise, but after years of trying, and trying, and trying more, nothing had happened.

  Nothing until now.

  “I think it’s her, Thorn. I have a feeling it’s her.”

  A grin split my cheeks as water filled behind my own eyes.

  Pulling her into a tighter embrace, I held her like that for long minutes, the only words running through my head on repeat, thank you.

  Carly gave me life, I’d spend the rest of my days thanking the universe for that little twist of fate. Thank god we’d both swiped right.

  THIRD EPILOGUE

  Carly - ten years later

  “Daddy!” Savannah, my three year old screamed at the top of her lungs. “Caeden stole my hot dog!” She ran full tilt to Thorn and wrapped her arms around his powerful thighs.