“Am I testing your self-control?”I tease.
“You have no idea.”
I give him a smug smile.
“Wipe that smirk off your face.”
“Or what?”I push.
He doesn’t answer.He kisses me again, harder this time, showing me exactly how much he likes being provoked — and how much he wants me to keep doing it.
Chapter25
Jamie
“Damn, I have to go,” I say painfully on the Doctor’s lips.
“Then go.”
“You’re holding me back.”
“I’m not doing anything.”
“Don’t play innocent with me.”
The Doctor laughs, completely at ease with me on him.He seems to have finally relaxed, letting his guard down; he appears to know quite well what he’s doing to me and what he wants.I also know what I want at this moment, and I believe he does too, since I’m pressing my cock against his.But I’m anything but relaxed — excited, anxious, on the brink of losing my mind.
“Come on.”He slides his hands away from my face.“Don’t you have practice tomorrow morning?”
“At seven on the dot.”
“Then you really should go to sleep.”
“How the hell am I supposed to sleep after this?”
He’s still laughing, clearly making fun of me.
“You don’t like waiting.”
“Absolutely not.”
“I figured.”
“But I can make an exception.”
I reluctantly let him go.He stands and smooths his jacket, then looks at me and straightens mine, his fingers brushing the fabric before slowly sliding along my chest.I watch his hands on me, my stomach clenching.
“Well then, I’m off.”
I take a deep breath.“Okay.”
“Good night, Captain,” he says, turning back towards his car.
I move quickly and grab his arm.
“When?”
He glances back.“What?”
