Page 32 of Doc's Decision

But there's an undercurrent of tension, a delicious anticipation building with every slide of his fingers along my skin.

Doc's gaze turns serious, his green eyes boring into mine. "I'm glad we're doing this, Mandy. It feels right, being here with you."

I swallow hard, my heart stuttering in my chest. "Me too, Doc. It's...easy. Natural."

His lips quirk up at the corners. "Damn right it is. We should've done this sooner."

I duck my head, a nervous giggle escaping unbidden.

When I glance back up, Doc is watching me intently, a wicked glint in his eye.

"What?" I ask, breathless.

He throws back the rest of his whiskey and smiles, “I’m just real fuckin’ happy right now, Mands.”

Mands? I’ve never been called that before, but fuck if I don’t like it.

He leans close to me and captures my lips in a soul searing kiss.

The kiss deepens, grows more urgent, until we're both breathless and panting.

I break away, my lips tingling, my head spinning.

"Bathroom," I gasp out. "Now."

Doc's grin is positively wolfish. "Spontaneous. I like it."

He laces his fingers with mine and tugs me toward the back of the bar, toward the promise of more.

I follow willingly, eager to see where this night will take us.

In the shadowy bathroom, we don't even bother to close the stall door.

We're drunk on lust and whatever the hell we have between us.

His hands are everywhere, desperate and rough, and I can't get enough.

I fumble with his belt, yanking down his jeans, freeing him.

He's hard, so damn hard, straining against his boxers.

With shaking hands, I take him in my mouth, my tongue swirling around the head of his cock, teasing him, torturing us both.

He moans above me, bracing himself against the cool wall.

"Condom," he grunts out.

I stand, yanking down my panties and panting, "In my purse."

He curses under his breath, but it's too late.

I'm already lifting my leg, pressing up against him. "Just...just do it."

"Are you sure?" he asks, his voice raw with desire.

"Yes," I moan, caressing my aching nipple through my shirt. "Yes, God yes."

Doc slides into me with a low growl, filling me completely, stretching me in the most delicious way.

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