The Doctor She Always Dreamed Of by Wendy S. Marcus Page A

loud, confident laugh.” He bent his knees, shifting their position, to get her right where he wanted her. “And these.” He cupped her breasts, running his thumbs over her nipples, loving the way they hardened from his touch. “The way your silky blouse gave hints of their shape each time you moved, fueling my imagination.”
    â€œThey’re small,” she said.
    â€œThey’re sensitive.” He pinched her nipples gently causing her to suck in a sensual breath and tremble in response. Blood rushed to his groin. “They’re perfect.” He slid down, so he could take one into his mouth.
    Through her T-shirt and bra wasn’t enough. Derrick needed to feel her skin...taste her. “Your shirt.” He reached down to its hem. “Take it off.” Now. He started pulling it up.
    Thank you God, she let him.
    So damn impatient he couldn’t take the time to pull it completely off, Derrick yanked up her shirt and bra just enough to expose her, straining to see her fair skin in the moonlight, before sucking a dusky nipple deep into his mouth.
    â€œThat feels...sooooo...gooood.” Her voice had gone deep and throaty. When her arms gave out, he held her up, tonguing her nipple, enjoying her little twitches of pleasure before moving on to the other one. “Your mouth.” She let out a breath. “I want it on me...everywhere.”
    Hell yeah. Derrick flipped them over, needing to be on top. “Whatever you want, baby.” He kissed her lips, her chin, and up her jaw to her ear. “Anything you want.”
    He felt like an animal, fully clothed, rutting between her thighs, barely able to control himself, he wanted her so much. Slow it down before you scare her away . He tried to roll off.
    â€œNo.” She held on tight. “Don’t go.”
    â€œShh.” He bent down to kiss her sweet lips. “Just taking off my shirt.” And slowing things down before I come in my damn pants like a teenager.
    To his surprise, while he sat up to shuck off his shirt, Kira didn’t lie there waiting for his return. She got busy pulling her own shirt over her head and unhooking the front clasp of her bra.
    He smiled.
    She must have seen it in the moonlight because she asked, “What?” as she removed her bra.
    He lowered himself back down on top of her. “I like when a woman is an active participant.” He took a few seconds to enjoy the feel of her naked chest touching his, her hardened nipples rubbing along his skin as he rocked his torso from side to side. “When she tells me what she wants, what she needs.” He dropped his head down to kiss the sensitive patch of skin just below her ear. “I get the feeling,” he whispered, “that you’re going to be very active.”
    She bent her knees and opened them wide, making room for him. Then she grabbed his ass with both hands, tilting her pelvis up as she pulled him down onto her. “And very demanding.”

CHAPTER NINE
    T HE SETTING WAS PERFECT , outdoors yet in a private, dark, and secluded spot, under the starry sky. Derrick was perfect, handsome, sexy and willing. Kira couldn’t remember ever wanting a man more. And after much consideration, she’d decided she’d be a fool to let this opportunity pass her by.
    It’s just the two of us. No one will know.
    She’d likely be fired on Monday, so professional ethics wasn’t as much of an issue as she was making it out to be. But just in case, “You have to promise you will never tell anyone about this.”
    He stopped moving to stare deeply into her eyes. “I promise, from the bottom of my heart, I will never tell anyone about this.”
    So sincere, Kira’s heart gave a little twitch. There was something about him...something...special. No. She couldn’t let herself...feel. Sex. That’s all. Tonight only. Sex with Derrick Smith. A stranger she’d picked up in a bar. A