Page 42 of He Saved My Boy
I hear him take in a breath and see him close his eyes momentarily.
“Everything okay?” I ask for reassurance he still wants this.
Even through the phone when his lids open, his eyes are liquid heat when they pierce into me. “Teagan, you are the most beautiful woman on this planet. I love the way your breath catches when you get turned on. I also love how soft your skin is as well as how wet you get when I’ve barely touched you. The next time we’re alone, I have so many things I want to do with you.”
“Tell me,” I encourage and watch his arm move down again. “First, I want to kiss and caress each breast until they are tender and driving you wild with need. I’ll lick, squeeze, and pull your nipples until you make that sound at the back of your throat, which makes me harder than granite. In the meantime, take off your pants and slide your fingers into your panties.”
He waits until I do just that, then with a sexy as hell tone, that’s as smooth as butter and excites the hell out of me, he says, “Are you doing that?”
“Yes,” I sigh, just as my finger finds my clit. With the phone propped up on a pillow near me, I have two hands free, and I look into the phone to see his arms moving in a motion that shows he’s clearly touching himself. “Tell me what you’re doing to yourself.”
“Sliding my hand up and down my cock. With your free hand, squeeze one of our breasts to make your nipples harden. I know how much you like it when I suck them in my mouth. Sorry I can’t be there to do it myself, but I want you to get your vibrator and turn it on.”
After pressing the button, it zings to life and a low, quiet buzz fills the room.
“Before you use it where you need it most, I want you to bring it up and over each of your nipples slowly.”
Having never done that before, I’m surprised when the vibration takes over every nerve ending and zips down my spine, making my inner muscles contract. “Oh, God, that feels good,” I moan.
“Keep doing that to your beautiful breasts while you circle your clit with your other hand. Imagine me teasing you, dipping inside you, and bringing my fingers along your slit to circle your clit again.”
Between his words, the vibrator, and my fingers, I’m soaring higher and higher, faster than I could have imagined. “Now, slowly drag the vibrator over your ribs and down to where you need it most. I’m not sure what you like, so I want you to find your sure-fire way to make you come hardest.”
He smiles triumphantly the moment he knows I have it just where I need it. “Someday soon, I’m going to do that to you. You’re going to show me how you like it, and I’ll be the one controlling the vibrator, while kissing you everywhere. In fact, I’m dying to use a vibrator on you while I’m eating you out. I fucking love the way you taste… God, Teagan, this is so hot… you are so fucking beautiful.”
His moan causes ripples of energy to flow through me, and the base of my spine tightens. My nerve endings coil in, and I can’t help but let my head fall back and relish each wave of heat that explodes through my body. From the roots of my hair to the tips of my toes, I feel the ripples of ecstasy flow through me.
Pulse after pulse, waves of energy flow up and down my spine, spreading from the tips of my toes and over every square inch of my body. Right as I’m hitting my peak, his voice roars through the phone, “You are so fucking beautiful, Teagan. Not only are you sexy as fuck but responsive.”
Clicking off the vibrator, my room is suddenly silent. Shyly, I smile into the phone. “Hey, you.”
“Hey, yourself, T. Next time we’re alone, I want to watch the rest of you do that.”
Sighing heavily in my state of bliss, I say, “I think that can be arranged. Sorry, I couldn’t think enough to reciprocate. This is a first for me, and I feel like I left you hanging.”
The sexiest grin spreads across his face, and my stomach flips. “Oh, you didn’t leave me behind. I never in a million years thought when I woke up this morning, this is how my night will end, but you willneverhear me complain if I’m spending time with you.”
I want to touch him and feel his body against mine. It’s been far too long.
“Do you think Connor will be cleared tomorrow? I’m not sure I can wait much longer to see you.”
“We’ll have to see the x-rays, but from the way he was progressing, it’s a strong possibility. If he does, can I see you tomorrow night?”
And just like that, my libido springs back to life, and I boldly lay down another challenge. “Only if you wear that tie we used in Texas.”
It’s been a long day.Not only did I stay up chatting with Teagan long after we made each other come twice over the phone, but I had an early surgery this morning to repair a ten year old’s clavicle. He’d broken it when the vehicle he’d been riding in rolled before landing in a ditch. Thankfully, that was the worst of the injuries, but added to the afternoon of patients I have scheduled, I’m ready for my last appointment of the day—Connor Frost.
Even though the day dragged on, I’m eager to see Teagan and find myself wired in anticipation. I seriously hope like hell Connor’s arm has healed—not only for his sake—but for the fact that I’m dying to officially be able to see Teagan in public. I’m not sure I can take being apart from her much longer.
Unfortunately, by the time they are set to arrive, I’m running behind schedule. To help save them from waiting too long, I’ve asked Miss Carol to meet them and take Connor to remove the cast and have images taken.
Between patients, I personally reach out to Teagan to let her know the plan. There’s no way in hell I want her thinking I’m blowing her off. Hopefully, I’ll be done with this last consult for a potential torn meniscus soon, so I can move on to Connor and Teagan.
When I finally knock on the door to the exam room, my heart races like a teenager picking up their first date. I swear my palms get sweaty. This hasn’t happened to me since I entered the room for the first time flying solo in med school. Not only am I nervous to see Teagan in person, but I’m eager to find the prognosis of Connor’s injury. Imaging wasn’t ready when I checked a few minutes ago, so I have no idea if the pins are ready to come out or not.
The minute I walk in the room, my eyes find Teagan. Her long hair is pulled up into a high ponytail, and the blue shirt she’s wearing is the same shade of dress she wore on the riverboat tour.
Fuck. She’s exquisite.
