Page 324 of Love Bites

Doc rose, unbuttoning his shorts. “Hell, no. We’re just getting rolling.”

“I’m on birth control,” I blurted, “and clean.” Might as well get the awkward stuff behind us. “You?”

His grin grew Cheshire-cat wide. “As a whistle.”

Yippity do dah!I started to kick off my boots.

“Leave your boots on.”

“Kinky—nice.” I barely managed to get one foot free of my underwear when he grabbed me around the waist and hoisted me up on a ladder rung.

“Wrap your legs around me,” he commanded.

I obeyed, locking my ankles together as he positioned himself against me.

“Look at me, Violet,” his voice was hoarse, strained; his eyes black, hypnotic. “I’ve fantasized about doing this since you tripped over my box of books.” Then he plunged into me, making me gasp. He stopped halfway in and pulled back an inch. “God, you’re tight.”

“It’s been awhile.” Hell, I was surprised it hadn’t closed up for good.

“This is so much better than I’d imagined,” he whispered against my lips.

I adjusted, relaxing my muscles so I could take all of him. “Prove it.”

He thrust again, this time buried. A groan tore from his throat. “You have no idea,” he said, getting a delicious rhythm going, “how much you light me up.”

Talk like that was going to turn me into his own personal sex slave, chains and all. I captured his bottom lip in my teeth and then trailed my lips to his ear as I dug my boot heels into his flesh. “Harder, Doc,” I ordered, between gasps, and bit his ear lobe. “Don’t hold back.”

“God, Violet!” He slammed into me, fast, the muscles under my hands rigid, all control gone. I spiraled with him, squeezing my legs tight, burying my nails in his skin, sinking my teeth into his shoulder to keep from crying out. My body clenched, pulsing around him.

He roared against my throat, his body stiffening, then racked by shudders.

When the shudders stopped, he looked at me, his grin surfacing. Our breaths mingled, ragged.

“Wow.” I shifted so I could rub the spot where the ladder had dug into my back. “That’s gonna leave a mark.” Both the ladder rung and Doc’s touch.

“Tell me about it.” Doc glanced at the teeth marks on his shoulder and winked. “Wild thing.”

Below my marks were several nasty bruises spreading around to his back. He’d used his shoulder to bust open Wolfgang’s front door, Harvey had said. Without thinking, I brushed a kiss over his bruised skin.

The tenderness in his eyes when I looked back up at him made me want to do things to him—fun, naked things. “Did I hurt you?” he asked.

I felt branded, not hurt. “Only in a good way.”

“I have no control when it comes to you.” He pulled out.

I missed him already. That couldn’t be good.

I slid to my feet, my boots clunking on the floor. “Welcome to the club.” I pulled my dress together, feeling vulnerable all of a sudden, snapping as fast as I could. “What are we going to do about it?”

He zipped his shorts. “I don’t know.”

“Maybe we just needed to get that out of our systems,” I suggested.

He laughed. It rumbled in his chest. “As if once will do. All I have to do is hear your name and I get hard.”

That made me flush, in a feel-good-all-over kind of way. Then I thought of Natalie and nearly gagged on my guilt. I snatched up my undies and climbed into them. “So, what? We keep meeting here until we’re dried-up prunes?”

He reached out and fixed my crooked snap job, his knuckles brushing my breasts through the jean fabric. His hands grew still and his eyes met mine. “You need to leave.”

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