Page 64 of The Reading

Taylor’s arms immediately locked around my waist, and when he hauled me up against his hard body, the ruined toilet paper roll made complete sense now. The man was tall, strong, solid, and huge as hell. In this moment, I didn’t care what Madam Brousseau said. I was going to make Taylor Mannis my soulmate if it killed me.

My sanity returned for a brief moment, causing me to break off the kiss. “What about your patients and-”

“I’m done for the day, Rachel,” he rasped against the skin of my neck. “We’re closing up in an hour. The rest of the day is paperwork and billing, though I am on-call this weekend, just so you know.”

“But the nurse-”

“Who gives a fuck about her?” he growled. “I’ve been waiting months to get my hands on you.”

“Tay-”

He shut me up by kissing me again, and I was done fighting what he did to me. I was done worrying about his professionalism or if he was surrounded by sexy nurses all day long. Screwing a hot doctor in his office wasn’t the worst thing that I could do on Thanksgiving.

Then, in a moment that will never leave my mind, Taylor Mannis grabbed the back of my thighs, lifted me with ease, then sat me down on his messy conference table. Papers went flying everywhere, but he didn’t seem to care.

“Fuck, I can’t wait to stretch you out,” he groaned as his hands went to the button of my jeans. “I’m fucking dying for you.”

He needed to be forewarned. “Taylor, it’s been a while,” I rasped. “It…it might not fit.”

Taylor’s groan turned into a chuckle. “Baby, it’ll fit. Trust me.”

“Okay,” I muttered, though I wasn’t sure if I believed him.

*****

Taylor~

All my dreams were coming true, and I wasn’t going to let doubt get in the way of them. Sure, Rachel hadn’t been my biggest fan only a couple of days ago, but who cared? All that mattered now was that she was moaning in my ear, and that she was going to allow me inside that succulent body of hers.

As I worked my lips down the side of her neck, my hands made their way inside the waistband of her jeans, and I started to push them over her hips, not caring how desperate that made me look. I wanted inside this womanmore than I wanted to take my next breath.

“Up, baby,” I said when her jeans stopped at her ass.

“I-”

Nope, not happening.

Grabbing her by the hips, I flipped her around until she was bent over the table. Yanking her jeans over her wide hips and thick thighs, I dropped to my knees as soon as I got her jeans down around her knees. I realized that I might be rushing things for her, but they didn’t feel rushed to me. I couldn’t remember a time when I hadn’t wanted her.

With her ass in my hands, I opened her up, then slid my tongue through her wet folds, and it was going to take an act of God to move my tongue from between her pussy lips. Rachel Graham tasted like my future, and I wasn’t going to let her out of my sight until she understood that.

“Taylor…Christ…” she moaned, and I loved that it was my name that she moaned first. She just put me before The Almighty, and if that wasn’t a compliment, then I didn’t know what was.

Doing my best to make her cum, I stayed with my face in between her ass cheeks and thighs, and my tongue, teeth, lips, and fingers didn’t stop until Rachel was cumming all over my goddamn face. She cried out my name, and I knew that I was going to have to apologize to Deidra for my unprofessionalism, but once I explained that I was in love with Rachel Graham, I was certain that she’d understand.

“Oh, God…Taylor…that was-”

“Nothing,” I growled as I stood up and untied my scrubs. “Just wait until I’m stretching you out.”

Wasting no time, as soon as my cock was freed, I grabbed the motherfucker by the base, then guided him straight into Rachel’s tight heat.“Fuck,”I hissed as she cried out,“Holy shit…”

I could feel my eyes starting to cross with how tight she was, but they were also crossing for other reasons. As a doctor, I was a stickler for practicing safe sex, so my dick was feeling wet pussy for the first time bare, and holy shit indeed.

It took a while, but soon, I was stretching Rachel open, her moans and whimpers playing like a symphony in my ears. “Fuck, you feel so good,” I grunted as my fingers dug into her hips. “If I wasn’t in love before, I sure as fuck am now.”

“Yeah…okay…whatever you say,” she panted, and I loved that she was out of her mind with my dick buried deep inside her.

Reaching around, I grabbed the front of her neck, then hauled her up against me. “You’re mine, Rachel,” I growled against the skin below her ear. “From head to toe, you’re mine. Everything about you belongs to me now, even those fucking dimples of yours.”

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