Page 28 of Dr. Fellow

I slip two neckties into the pocket of my sweats and spin back around, my eyes falling on the devil in my bedroom. She’s leaning back on her forearms and wearing a shit-eating grin. Her cheeks are flushed slightly pink, probably from being held upside down over my shoulder, and all I can think about is how I want to do things to her that will only make that color richer.

“Something funny?” I ask, dipping my knee on the edge of the mattress in warning. She won’t be amused in a minute—not when she’s stuck writhing beneath me.

“You’re so predictable,” she says, eyes briefly falling to the bulge between my legs before returning to mine. In the commotion, my erection sprung free from the confines of my waistband and is now pointing directly at her.

“Am I?”

“Mhmmm,” she sings, clearly enjoying herself.

“Call out of work,” I repeat my instruction from earlier because this might be a game to her, but itit’s not one to me.

Her slightly swollen lips purse, a squeaky sound flowing through them like she’s considering my order. “I think not.”

I crawl on top of her body, caging her beneath me. Her breaths are steady, like she’s not at all afraid of this predatory part of me that she purposely unleashed.

She should be.

“Call out,” I growl, leaning down to nip at her earlobe.

I can practically hear her pounding pulse beneath my lips as I kiss her jawline—Morgan isn’t as in control as she’d like for me to think.

She gasps almost imperceptibly as I hover inches above her lips, unable to mask her desperation for more. Our eyes bore into one another, daring each other for something that we aren’t quite willing to give ourselves.

Her eyes narrow. “Make me.”

I don’t think—I just act. Sliding my arms beneath hers, I drag her body up the sheets so forcefully that her head lightly thuds against the black metal frame. I grip her wrist in one hand and raise it above her head, securing her to the top of the bed with one of my silk ties. She doesn’t fight me, though I doubt she could in this situation considering I overpower her substantially in strength and sheer size.

Repeating the process with her other arm, I sit back on my heels and admire my handiwork. The silk isn’t tight enough to cut off blood flow, but it doesn’t allow for much movement either. While this isn’t something I’ve done before, it does the job like I intend—she won’t be going anywhere.

“Good luck getting to work now,” I taunt, noticing the way her nipples have pebbled under the thin material of my T-shirt.

I want to reach out to pinch them, to tease her now that she’s at my mercy. Instead, I stifle the urge and slowly run my hands along her thighs, enjoying the way she needily squirms beneath my touch.

She lets out a hesitant laugh. “Looking for weapons or something?”

I ignore her joke and dig my fingers into her pockets, pulling her phone out of the right side. My other hand remains on her hip, digging into the crease of her leg possessively.

Opening her phone, I search for the charge nurse’s number.

Morgan’s face goes pale, all amusement and self-satisfaction instantly dissipating when I press the speaker button and let it ring.

“Who are you calling?” she hisses quietly, tugging at the restraints on her wrists.

I don’t respond, holding the device out until an exhausted voice answers, “Midtown Memorial ER, this is Marisa.”

The vibrant green eyes beneath me go wide as silence settles on the line. “Hello?” the charge nurse says after a moment.

Finally, Morgan clears her throat and speaks, shifting her attention to the ceiling like she’s afraid to look at me. “Sorry girl. Didn’t mean to dial your number.”

I feel my jaw clench but before I can say anything, the woman on the other end says, “No worries. You have second thoughts and decide to come in? We could always use you, though Lauren and Allanah were able to make it.”

I blow out a long, hard breath as the situation registers in my brain.

The little devil baited me.

“Oh good,” Morgan replies weakly. “No . . . I think the ice is still bad here, so it wouldn’t be safe to drive in.”

Her gaze slowly drops to meet mine as her shoulders draw up apologetically.

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