The Best Medicine by Elizabeth Hayley Page A

going.”
    “If I keep going much longer, I’ll come in my pants.” His eyes narrowed slightly at Lauren before he spoke. “But I think that’s what you want, isn’t it? To feel me fucking lose it while I grind against you and make you do the same? Tell me, Lo, is that what you want?”
    Lauren was practically panting with need, her orgasm only seconds away if Scott would pick up his speed. “Yes. Yes, that’s what I want. Please, Scott.”
    At Lauren’s desperate pleading, Scott thrust harder, grunting softly as his hips moved in smooth circles. The steady motion had Lauren struggling to suppress a moan as waves of pleasure coursed through her at the feel of Scott’s hard length. She didn’t know an orgasm could feel that good without anything inside her. A few seconds later, Scott followed with a groan and she felt his cock twitch against her sensitive clit, only prolonging her own climax.
    When the aftershocks of their orgasms subsided, Scott placed Lauren down on the table and fixed his clothing without saying a word.
    “So that was . . . different,” Lauren finally said, needing to break the silence.
    “Different good?” Suddenly the powerful Scott had vanished, and in his place stood a man who seemed concerned, maybe even a little vulnerable.
    “Different . . . unbelievable. And you barely even touched me.”
    Relief seemed to wash over Scott’s face at her confession. “I couldn’t do everything I wanted to.” He stood rigid, his gaze holding hers when he spoke. “I have a feeling that when I touch you, really touch you, I won’t be able to stop,” he said simply, before leaving the room and shutting the door softly behind him.

Chapter 7
    Migraine
    Scott experienced the next twenty-four hours as if he was in a fog. Lauren had gotten to him. Again. All he’d done was dry-hump her on a table, but the bliss that had ensued was consuming. His desire for her made him feel vulnerable and self-conscious. And he fucking hated it.
    He also hated how he was completely unable to stay away from her. No matter how much he told himself that a little distance would go a long way, he only made it until lunch the next day before he was tracking her down like a lovesick bloodhound.
    “Ah, so you’re not purposefully ignoring me?” Lauren playfully scolded when he sat down across from her in the hospital cafeteria.
    “Did you say something?” Scott asked with a smirk as he bit into his turkey club.
    “Ha, ha, very funny. Busy morning?” Lauren tried to sound nonchalant, but Scott could hear the uncertainty in her voice. After their romp in the file room, he’d gonealmost totally MIA. He couldn’t blame her for wondering what the hell his problem was.
    “Pretty typical, I guess.” Scott knew that his answer wouldn’t put her mind at ease, but he didn’t want to lie to her. He hoped that she’d accept that response and they could move the conversation along to topics that didn’t make him want to grip the silver dollar in his pocket for dear life. “Did you finish in the file room?”
    Scott had never wanted to take words back so badly in his life.
So much for changing the subject, asshole
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    Lo cocked her head, clearly trying to bite back a smile. She set her yogurt down and rested her head on her hand. “Why yes, Doctor, I did.” Her eyes danced with delight. All Scott could do was stare back at her, a slight grin twitching at his lips.
    “Okay, smart-ass, calm down. I know I walked right into that one.”
    “You really did.” Lauren burst out in the laughter that she couldn’t hold back any longer. Thankfully, once she calmed down, she answered his real question. “Yeah, I finished yesterday afternoon actually. So today I’ve been doing the scintillating job of talking to pharmaceutical reps and requesting samples. Thanks to you, I may never talk on the phone ever again.”
    “Somehow I doubt that.”
    Lauren quirked an eyebrow as she resumed eating.
    Scott watched her for a moment.