Page 36 of Cocky M.D.
As I started to come back into my body, it was like another firework had gone off. I was his. My thighs were trembling, and my heart was beating unbelievably fast.
Then his lips met mine, and his kiss sent me over the edge as he pounded into me. I couldn’t hold on anymore, and bliss took over my body. I was lost, and I was his all in the same moment.
Night was trulyin the sky as I finished cleaning up in the bathroom near the pool and returned to the backyard. My toes were still curling.
Johnny’s face still had a bit of a flush. He placed his hand protectively on my back and asked, “Are you ready to go see my son?”
I stroked his chin, loving the feel of his slightly rough skin. “You look satisfied.”
He cupped my ass as we walked on the small path back to his house. “This was only the appetizer. I get more once my son doesn’t want you.”
Insatiable.I wondered if he would always be like that. “We’ll have to work on that naughty streak in you.”
“Oh.” His arms traced my body like he was trying to learn every part of me. “Are you going to teach me to be good now when we both know you want me?”
I sucked on my bottom lip, which still tingled from when he’d kissed me. “That’s an impossible task. You just have to keep my secret.”
He winked like he understood, then he gently swatted my behind. “Secrets can be fun.”
I chuckled.
As we made it to the balcony steps, I asked, “Would great sex be enough to make you happy forever?”
He stared at my breasts and said, “I’m willing to find out.”
I wished we could have a chance for more. Being with him felt beautiful. It made me believe that emotion wasn’t just in books. “Did something happen to you that made you think relationships were only supposed to be business deals?”
He narrowed his gaze and stopped walking up the stairs. “Are you asking if I’ve ever been in love?”
I turned toward him. He was on a lower step than I was, almost putting us at eye level. “I guess, even a little.”
He held my hips and pulled me closer, so I wrapped my arms around his neck. “Ruby wasn’t a bad wife, even if she wasn’t my choice.”
“Yeah?” I asked as my pulse quickened. “I thought from how you talked, it wasn’t love.”
He swallowed and let me go. “You won’t like the story.”
Johnny tapped his forearm like he was playing music until I squeezed his muscle. “You can’t put that out then take it back.”
He tilted his head, conceding. “She was chosen for me. I didn’t want to have children, as she was so weak, but she insisted. And it was nice that she needed me. Normally with patients, they go home, and I never see them again.”
My body had chills. “I see. So your marriage transformed in time to a love match.”
He shrugged and held me again. “No. It fell into a pattern where she was weak and needed help. And I liked being the hero.”
I breathed easier. “And you have Bradley as a reminder.”
He nodded and stared at my lips as he said, “He’s more like me, to be honest. I don’t see any of his mother in him, really, but then I never really saw more of her than what she wanted me to see.”
I pushed my hair behind my ears. “Oh?”
He made circles on my spine as he said, “I knew she was there for my money. She never made a secret of it, but at least she was easy to get along with.”
I covered my face. That was what he wanted, for us to fall into that pattern. “That’s hard, as you don’t know what’s in the other’s heart.”
He waited till I dropped my hands and searched my face and said, “Affection is for the lower classes, or so my father said.”
My chest felt hollow. He didn’t believe he could love me because he’d never seen it, which was strange, as he had many brothers. I sighed and said, “Your parents weren’t in love?”
