Page 50 of Doc's Decision

It's too much, and yet not enough.

I can feel him smiling against me even as I convulse around him, riding out my orgasm until I'm left breathless and shuddering on the plush cushions.

As my senses slowly come back to me, I vaguely become aware of his body shifting against mine.

His roughened hands gently slide up my body, tracing a line of fire along my hypersensitive skin.

He murmurs hoarsely against my ear, his warm breath fanning across my cheek.“God, Mandy.”

"Watching you come undone..." he trails off, his hand cradling my cheek as his green eyes bore into mine.

The intensity in his gaze is almost too much to bear, but I can't look away.

As we bask in the afterglow, Doc's stomach lets out a truly impressive growl.

I can't help but giggle. "Worked up an appetite, did you?"

He grins at me unrepentantly. "What can I say, you're insatiable. A man needs sustenance to keep up with you."

Just then, a thin wail issues from the spare bedroom.

Kash is awake and making his displeasure known.

He definitely takes after his daddy in the volume department.

"Speaking of needing sustenance..." I sigh and start to disentangle myself from Doc, but he stops me with a hand on my thigh.

"Tell you what—I’ll grab the little man, and you make a food run. Pretty sure we worked off whatever calories we're about to consume."

I arch an eyebrow at him. "You just want an excuse to eat junk food."

He chuckles. "Damn straight. I'm thinking pizza. Or those sliders from the pub down on 5th..."

Laughing, I shake my head. "Oh no. There's a 24-hour cafe downstairs that has amazing pastries and sandwiches. I'll grab us something from there while you deal with our tiny tyrant."

Doc arches a brow and smirks, “Our tiny tyrant, huh?”

I don’t even realize what I said until he repeats it… and I don’t know how to recover from it.

In another universe, maybe I’m Kash’s mom, and I’m Doc’s ol’ lady… a girl could dream.

Doc’s eyes are twinkling. "I expect a cookie for my trouble. Maybe two."

"You drive a hard bargain, but deal." I peck him on the lips before scooting off his lap.

Snagging his t-shirt from the floor, I slip it over my head. The hem barely skims my thighs.

Doc rakes an appreciative gaze over me and groans. "Christ, woman, you can't walk around looking like that. I'm only human."

Feeling sexy and powerful, I shoot him a wink over my shoulder as I slide on a knee-length jacket and button it up.

I grab my purse and I’m all ready. "Just keeping you on your toes. Be back in a few—try not to miss me too much."

The cafe is quiet this time of night, only a few insomniacs and night shift workers scattered among the booths.

I smile at the purple-haired barista and place my order—two hot chocolates, a couple breakfast sandwiches, and an assortment of sinfully decadent pastries, plus two cookies.

Gotta keep my man happy.

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