“Yeah.” His breath is ragged against my neck. “It does.”
“I love you.”
The words leave me in a rush, just another strained confession as we rock together, the tension coiling tight, but Raul pauses for half a beat—then thrusts up harder beneath me, bouncing me in his lap.
Nowhisgrip is mean, but I don’t mind. I like it.
I want Raul Ossani’s fingerprints all over my body.
“God, Allegra. Do you have any idea how much I love you?” He pulls my head back by my hair, then licks a stripe up my throat. I shiver. “Do you know how long I’ve wanted this? I’d fucking die without you. You’re the air in the room.”
He’s good at these declarations. Very poetic.
“You’re going to take this cock every day for the rest of your life. You’re going to ride me like the queen you are.”
“Well, I’d better notalwaysdo the work.”
“Allegra.” The doctor pinches my nipple through my sweatshirt, the pain hot and delicious. I gasp, working myself back down on his cock. “Don’t fool yourself. I’ll bend you over any piece of furniture I like.”
And god, that’s so messed up, but just the thought of it sends a blast of heat coursing through my body. I’m burning up so hot, there must be smoke rising off my skin.
“You like that.” Raul’s voice is darkly pleased. “Oh, we’re going to enjoy each other, Allegra.”
Enjoy each other. Love each other beyond all reason. Tomato, tomahto.
A harsh, breathless kiss seals the deal.
Then I’m rolling my hips, tension twisting in my belly, as Raul reaches between us to pinch my clit. And I freeze, my limbs seizing up as my muscles twitch, and I’m falling, toppling into an abyss.
I fall, and fall, and fall.
“You’re beautiful when you come,” Raul murmurs.
I close my mouth with a snap. But I’m helpless and groaning, pleasure wracking my body in waves, and as Raul swells and spills inside me, all I can do is let out a ragged wail.
“Good girl.” He rubs my clit again and I toss my head back, ears ringing.
When I finally slump against the doctor’s chest, I feel like I’ve run a marathon. Every muscle aches, and every inch of my skin is sweaty.
“Shoulder?” I mumble, my tongue thick in my mouth.
“I’m fine.” A palm spreads over my back, stroking steady circles, as Raul presses his mouth against my temple. “Better than fine.”
Yeah. Me too. This was the worst day of life, and now I’m floating on cloud nine. Think I aged five years in the space of a few hours, and now I’m so freaking tired.
“Can I sleep here tonight?”
Don’t think I could move even if he told me to. I’m already breathing deeper, my eyes drifting closed as I sag against the doctor’s muscled frame. Exhausted.
“Sleep here every night,” Dr Raul Ossani tells me softly.
Well… if he insists.
I drop off with a smirk on my face.
* * *
Two days later