Chapter 13
Asher
God, I love getting her riled up. Love watching her chest and neck redden with the heat of my words.
“I don't date my patients,” she retorts quickly, shifting in her seat once more. I love how much I affect her.
“Didn't say anything about dating,” I say.
“I don't sleep with them either.”
I chuckle. “We definitely wouldn't be sleeping.”
She swallows thickly, cheeks flushing with heat.
“You're thinking about it, aren't you?”
Now she’s licking her lips again.
Fuck.
“Thinking about what?” she asks, sheepishly.
I love how shy she gets around me. How vulnerable she is without even knowing it.
“Me fucking you. My hands on your skin. Hot breath in your ear while I fuck that tight little cunt."
She shifts in her seat, crossing and uncrossing her legs. "Stop," she whispers, but it’s breathless, her voice trembling with need. “Remember when you told me it was wrong of you to kiss the officer at work? Well this is the same thing.”
“No, it’s not.”
This is nothing like what happened with Trina. Yes, I was attracted to her. Yes, I wanted to fuck her, but I haven’t even touched this woman yet and it feels like she’s already gotten beneath my skin. Desperation has a firm grip on my balls and they ache to know what it would feel like to make her scream my name just once.
"If I can't fuck you with my cock then I'm gonna fuck you with words. Either way, I'm getting inside you."
Her eyes flutter closed and it takes every ounce of self-control I possess to stay in my seat.
"Spread your legs," I command, deepening my voice.
Her green eyes widen with surprise but in the next breath she surrenders and God it’s a beautiful fucking thing, like a flower that’s gone without sunlight or water blossoming in the warm summer sun. Satisfaction rolls through me, relaxing my shoulders as she complies, slowly opening her legs for me. I catch a glimpse of her white silk panties and my pulse quickens when my eyes lock in on the wet spot.
