I close my eyes. There’s a soft thud as the stethoscope presumably hits the bed.
‘First your mouth.’ His hands slide around my neck, under my hair, and he fists it as he kisses me roughly, his tongue invading me, thrusting against mine. I wrap my arms around his neck and kiss him back as deeply as I can. He uses his hands to angle my head to the side and sucks my tongue before allowing his hands a little trip around my body. They slide down my back and glide over my arse cheeks, where he kneads them forcefully, pushing me against his heavenly erection.
He pulls away, breathing heavily. ‘Good. Then your breasts.’
He unclips the back of my bra. The relief of it falling awayis enormous. He brushes one nipple with a finger, then the other. Red-hot sensation zings straight to my groin.
I gasp. ‘Noah!’
‘Call me Doctor, please. They seem responsive.’ His voice is strangled. His lips close around one nipple and he sucks, while his fingers roll the rock-hard bead of my other nipple. He pinches hard, and my head rolls back. I grip his shoulders through his shirt. Between my heels and this head rush he’s giving me, there’s a good chance I’ll lose my balance otherwise.
‘Doctor.’ The physical sensations Noah is arousing in me are all-consuming enough, but when I focus on the kink of this being a medical examination, it almost blows my mind. I’m naked aside from a scrap of soaking wet lace between my legs and a pair of heels, and this fully dressed, highly skilled professional is doing an excellent job of taking full advantage of me.
The good doctor continues to pay close attention to my breasts with both his mouth and his hands for the next few moments, as I grow more and more aroused. There’s an orgasm building through my entire abdomen, and there’s a good risk I come like this. I widen my legs and wiggle my arse, praying he’ll show me mercy.
He releases my breasts and puts his mouth next to my ear. ‘Are you ready for the internal part of your examination?’
‘Yes. I am.’ I’m practically sobbing with frustration.
‘Good girl.’
And then, thank fuck, Noah hooks his fingers around the sides of my thong and slides it down my legs. I step out of it.
‘Sit right on the edge of the bed for me.’
I open my eyes and sit down.
‘Open your legs.’ Beautiful Noah kneels before me and taps the inside of my knee. I open my legs and he gazes down at the very core of me. Shuts his eyes for a moment and biteshis lip. At least he’s in as much torment as I am. I lean forward to kiss him, but he pushes me gently on the shoulder.
‘Lie back and put your feet on my shoulders. This is the most important part of your examination, Ms Chapman.’
Where the hell is he getting all this from? Did he put in a few years at RADA as well as med school? The guy is incredible, and far kinkier than I would have guessed. To be honest,I’mfar kinkier than I would have guessed. I’ll take whatever he’s offering right now. I lie back on the bed and lift my arms decadently above my head, raising my legs one at a time so my feet sit on his shoulders, the starch of his shirt crisp under my arches. I’m throbbing everywhere. This good doctor seriously needs to put me out of my misery.
His hands glide up my calves and thighs, his thumbs pressing into my inner thighs. He stops right at the top before, thank God, sliding a finger inside me. Then a second. I’m so wet they slip right in. We both produce a guttural groan in unison. The sensation of being filled up is heaven, but I need more. I arch and push into his hand.
‘Very responsive,’ Noah murmurs. He lowers his head towards me and I tense in almost unbearable anticipation as I watch him studying me. The desire and focus on his beautiful face, theacheon it, the glazed look in his eyes that reminds me he’s spiralling out of himself just as much as I am. This man is going to get it in a minute.
‘There’s nothing wrong with your responsiveness, Ms Chapman.’ His eyes flick up to my face, and what he sees there must be good, because he smiles hisNoahsmile at me. ‘Now, let’s get you that release you’re searching for.’
The thrill of what’s coming is almost unbearable. I moan. ‘Hurry up,Doctor. I need you inside me. Right now.’
He shakes his head at me and drops his face right between my legs, and his tongue gets to work on me. It’s tense and firm and flat right where I need it, and its movements aredecisive, as if he knows now is not the time to mess about with light, teasing strokes.
I’m a writhing, moaning mess on the bed as the pressure ratchets up and up, spreading from the nerves Noah’s touching to deep, deep inside me, and I come, so hard that the world is swirling colours behind my closed eyelids and what was my body is a melted puddle of pure sensation.
I’ve probably made a great deal of noise, but I’m not really aware of it, just of Noah removing his mouth as my shudders subside and getting to his feet and practically diving on me, his arms coming around me to plaster me to his front and his erection like steel against my sensitised flesh.
‘Fuck,’ he gasps into my neck, and I’d agree with him if I hadn’t lost the power of speech. His hands move in my hair, combing it away from my face so he can put his mouth to mine and show me how I taste. ‘You’re the most—Honor. I need to fuck you. Now.’
That we agree on. My blinding orgasm is coursing away from me, leaving emptiness, and my heart is overflowing on behalf of this man who’s taken me apart so completely and needs to blow his load just as desperately now as I did a couple of minutes ago. I haul myself up and scrabble at his belt buckle. It’s reward time for Dr Noah Thierry.
CHAPTER 25
Noah
Iloosen my tie and tug it off while trying simultaneously to unbutton my shirt. I’m way too far gone to hold this role-play together. I buck on the bed as Honor gets my fly down and pulls my trousers and boxers over my hard-on. I kick them off. She crouches over me, naked and flushed and so fucking beautiful.
I had a plan: to stay fully in control—almost fully dressed, even—and in character, to spread her out on the bed and take her. But my balls are on the verge of exploding, and we’ve both gone way past that point. All I can conceive of right now is skin on skin, of being as deep inside her as I physically can. Consuming her, and letting myself come undone, too.
