It didn’t matter who tasted like what any more as he pressed his hardened jaw against me and I wrapped a hand around his bare back.
I wanted to ask him questions aboutwhy nowandwhy not last nightbut my thoughts melted away into the ether. I didn’t care. Need flared inside me as he stripped off my clothes.
I found myself completely nude with my legs spread on the counter. He drew kisses slowly down my abdomen to my belly button, then lightly ran his tongue over my clit. I forced deep breaths in and out as the edges blurred and my fingers tingled.
His fingers were inside me, he was pressing them just right and I was clenching around them, gripping his hair. My mind tumbled with thoughts likeoh god he’s goodand he was more gentle than I thought he would be. My body shuddered with the pleasure of impending release, and he pulled back, a soft grin on his face.
“Stand up,” he said.
“On the counter?!” I exclaimed.
He chuckled. “You’ve never stood on a counter before? You really are a play-it-safe kind of girl, aren’t you?”
I swallowed and stood up, my entire body throbbing with the need for release. Then he did something I wasn’t expecting. He jumped up onto the counter and laid down on his back.
“What are you doing?” I asked.
“Ride my face, Kit Cat.”
Tingling with want, I knelt down and felt his hands grip my hips tightly as I rode him. He growled and moanedinto mesomehow, and the vibrations of his low growl pushed me over the edge.
I lost myself in him, dazed and confused with pleasure. He knew I was nearing my release and he gripped me tightly as I pressed my hips into him. My whole body swirled with pleasure, and I came so hard I temporarily forgot where I was and the number of planets in our solar system, and when I came back to life, I was a convulsing mess of pleasure.
He picked me up and brought me to his bed and laid me down softly. It was the buzz. It was having just eaten. It was the throbbing in my bodyeverywhere.
But we both collapsed on top of the covers, me naked and Dustin in his briefs.
When I woke up, my thoughts raced. Dustin slept with one hand on his chest as it rose and fell to accommodate his big breaths. I sat up, and my eyes widened when I noticed his briefs had also expanded to accommodate something else that wasbig.
I swallowed hard, and got up, heading into the main room to find my purse and phone and check what time it was.
Damn. We’d been out forfour hoursand it was already past eleven. I guess that’s what happens when you stay out late, get up early, and party all day.
I shook my head. I wasn’t as young as I used to be. And looking at Dustin—God, he looked sexy even just sleeping—I realized something. I wasn’t about to sleep with this man. Not for lack of attraction. There was plenty of that.
I made my way back over to the bedroom, where Dustin stirred and blinked his eyes open. “Kit Cat,” he said. “Where’d you go?”
I slipped my panties back on.
“Hey,” I said, and he gave me a dirty look. “What’s that look for?”
“Why did you put an item of clothing backon?” he asked.
I shrugged my shoulders. “Oh, I don’t know. Because it’s what normal people do?”
“I’m not done with you yet, though, Kit Cat. Far from it.”
I felt my insides flip as I recalled how he made my body twist in pleasure hours ago, but I had to tell him what was on my mind.
“Dustin, we’ve gone as far as we’re going to go.”
“I don’t understand. Were you not just writhing and screaming in a pool of orgasm on the kitchen counter before we took a nap?”
Need flared inside me again, but I pushed it down as far as I could. “That’s irrelevant. A one-night stand with you isn’t a good idea. I don’t know who you’ve been with.”
He flipped his body around and planted his feet on the floor. “So you won’t get with me,” he said, “Because you think I get around.”
I cleared my throat. “I have mild OCD, I’m a doctor, and I know the risks. It’s just not a good idea.” I silently regretted the fact that my buzz had worn off enough for me to think a sober thought like this one. But these were the facts.
