Page 25 of Dr. Baby Daddy

I roll my hips, taking him as deep as I can before raising myself off his cock again. Oliver’s fingers dig into my hips as I sink back down slowly, taking him inch by inch.

“You’re being a tease.” He thrusts upward, driving himself deeper into me.

I rock my hips faster, my pussy squeezing around him. Oliver lifts his hips from the bed, the angle deepening.

My orgasm comes hard and fast as he flips us over. Oliver lifts one of my legs, hooking it over his shoulder as his hips move faster. I grip the sheets, another orgasm building with every thrust.

His cock stiffens and throbs, coming as my pussy milks him. He dips his head to my neck, his cock pressing deeper into me.

Oliver’s hand slides between us, teasing my clit until I’m arching off the bed. He keeps thrusting as I come, groaning as my inner walls squeeze around him.

He pulls out and flops to the bed beside me, pulling me into his arms. I put my head on his shoulder, my chest heaving as I come down from the high.

Oliver kisses the top of my head and laughs as my stomach growls. “Want me to order some food?”

“The biggest pizza you can find. Preferably something with buffalo chicken on it.”

Oliver swings his legs to the side and stands up, his cock already growing hard again as he looks down at me. “The biggest buffalo chicken pizza I can find, coming up.”

He grabs a small remote from the nightstand and hands it to me, nodding at the television that hangs on the opposite wall. “Why don’t you find a movie to watch while I order dinner?”

“You want to stay in and watch a movie with me?”

His little smirk has my heart fluttering. “Among other things.”

Oliver leaves the bedroom while I settle in against the pillows and nestle beneath the sheets. The scent of his cologne lingers on the fabric. I’m sure in the morning, it will still be on my skin.

As I scroll through the movies, I start to wonder what happens when the scent finally fades, and I can’t see Oliver again for a fix.

There’s no point in worrying about the end of the relationship when we’re just starting out.

All I can do is hope that he isn’t like the other men who’ve wanted me to be something I’m not.

CHAPTER 11

OLIVER

Izzy nestles deeper into my side the next morning, her soft sigh soothing my racing heart. My arm is numb beneath her head, but I don’t dare to move it when she’s this peaceful.

Last night was one of the best nights of my life. Hell, every night that I’ve spent with Izzy has made the top of that list. There’s something about her that draws me out of the shell I’ve spent years building around myself.

Who would have thought that an annoying woman would have been the one to weasel her way past my defenses?

I yawn and stare at the television, where a show I don’t recognize is playing on the screen. I don’t know when we fell asleep last night, but clearly neither of us thought about turning the television off.

Izzy’s eyelashes dust across the tops of her cheekbones as she yawns and rolls off my arm.

I could spend the rest of my mornings like this, and life would be good.

The thought nearly stops me in my tracks as I get out of bed. I stretch, my joints cracking.

There was a time when the last thing I wanted was to get trapped in a relationship.

Being a doctor and having a relationship are two things that have seldom gone well for me. The few women I have dated are always disappointed when I have to rush away for work. They’ve hated that I’m on call in the middle of our time together.

Working late rarely goes well either.

They’ve all thought that I should be around when they want me to be. They don’t understand that my job is my life and it has to come first, whether they like it or not.

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