Page 11 of Dr. Scandal Claus

"And I can't stop thinking about that kiss…and if you want me to just take you home right now I will, but I swear I'm going insane inside my head." I knew I was rambling but she was listening and smiling, and licking her lip. "And I've replayed that night in my head a thousand times and all I can think about is you."

"Well, what should we do about that, Dr. Edwards?" The way she said my name like that sent a jolt of lust through my groin. How sexy it was for her to use my title. All I wanted to do was strip her down and examine every square inch of her body with my tongue.

"Do you know what you're doing to me? How long it's been since I've felt this way?" I stepped toward her and she smiled bigger and shrugged a shoulder, tipping her head to meet it in a cheeky fashion.

"Well, when you kissed me at the market, I did like that. And it's not like we haven't been in a similar position to this one before." Her reasoning was all feigned for show, but she was right, and now I knew she felt what I felt. "So when you asked me to come to your house, I kinda figured you'd want to kiss me again…And that kissing might lead to more than kissing…And, well…" She looked up at me through her lashes in a seductive expression that had me restraining my inner beast. "I'm here. So, we should think of something to do."

There was no doubt in my mind that she and I were on the same page, and I had no more willpower to hold back this lust. I tore my coat off and let it drop to the floor then closed the gap between us and crushed my mouth against hers.

Her moan into my mouth signaled her approval and I wrapped my arms around her waist, kissing her, and backing her toward my bedroom. She was so lithe in my arms and felt like pure desire with every touch of her fingers. We tore at each other's clothing, both of us topless by the time we were in the bedroom. I set her down on the bed and knelt between her thighs, slowly starting to unbutton her shirt. Her eyes never left mine as I bared her creamy skin.

"You're so beautiful," I said, my voice reverent as I traced her collarbone with my tongue.

She arched into the contact and her nipples hardened even more than they already were. I continued my slow sensual exploration of her skin, bringing myself to my knees between her thighs. I nuzzled the area between her thighs through her underwear and she moaned louder, then grabbed two handfuls of my hair, entwining her fingers in it as if to brace herself.

I looked up at her, grinning at her wanton display of need for me. "Does this feel good?"

"God yes," she moaned out as she brushed my hair from my forehead, but then she grabbed my face and brought it back down to where I'd been. "Don't stop now…" The lusty expression on her face intensified as I hooked two fingers into the crotch of her panties and pulled. She lay back on the bed as I stole her underwear and tossed them. Then I quickly shed my pants and boxers to the pile of clothes at my feet.

Scarlett looked up at me as she gently rubbed her swollen clit and I lowered myself back to my position at the side of the bed. If I remembered correctly, this was her favorite. Though it had been eight years, and people were prone to change, she didn't seem resistant to my actions. She spread her legs farther and I dived in, flicking her clit with my tongue.

Her flavor hadn't changed, sweet like honey and arousal. I groaned into her folds as I lapped at the wetness pooling there.

"Oh my God, you're so wet," I moaned against her clit, then plunged two fingers inside her sopping core. She gasped and arched her back into the mattress then mewled as I rubbed her G-spot. I continued to piston my fingers in and out as I flicked her clit with my tongue. Her hand curled in my hair as she ground herself against my face.

"Yes! God, yes!" she moaned.

Her enjoyment spurred me on and I doubled my efforts. As she neared climax, her muscles clenched around my invading digits and her juices coated my hand. "Oh God, yes. Please…more…"

Her legs shook around my shoulders as I continued to pleasure her, licking every drop of her essence off her thighs and between her legs. When her moans subsided to whimpers, I crawled up her trembling body, my cock hard and ready. Her lips were soft and supple, and her hand gripped my girth and stroked.

"I don't have a condom," I admitted, hoping it wasn't a deterrent. I knew I was clean, and foolishly, I was willing to take the risk. I could pull out. It wasn't a foolproof plan, but what else was I supposed to do? We didn't plan this.

"I have an implant," she said, "and I'm clean…" Her eyes searched my face and I claimed her lips again.

"God, woman, I want to blow inside you so bad." My body weighed hers down, pinning her hand between the two of us. "I'm clean, and I just need your permission." My hips were already rocking, grinding my dick against her pelvis.

"Do it," she panted, and when I lifted my weight off her, she guided me to her entrance.

I slid in deep in one fluid motion, seating myself completely within her tight walls. Scarlett's eyes floated shut and her neck arched. Her nails dug into my biceps as I held myself up on my elbows, careful not to crush her with my weight.

"You feel so good," she moaned, opening her eyes and looking at me with a mixture of lust and desire.

"God, Scarlett," I groaned, and began to rock my hips, pulling out then thrusting back in, over and over again. Her walls gripped my dick like a vise, as if she were trying to keep me inside.

"Yes," she hissed, her head thrashing from side to side on the pillow. "Faster, Nick."

I obliged her command and sped up my thrusts, driving into her recklessly. She was so wet; kissing my neck and moaning my name spurred me on.

"Oh God, I'm close," she whimpered into my shoulder as I held onto her hips for leverage. "Don't stop."

I continued to pound away at her tight passage—one hand on her lower back, one hand gripping the headboard—until I felt my own release inevitably close. "I'm gonna?—"

"Oh, Nick, me too, God yes!" she cried out as we both came together, our steamy breaths mingling in the hot air of my bedroom. She convulsed and jolted, dancing on the mattress under me, and I felt my balls draw up as the pressure got so intense I thought my body would ignite. My seed spilled into her and my thrusts slowed. She continued to writhe for a moment, and I lingered inside her, continuing her pleasure until she sighed and closed her eyes. I collapsed next to her, my chest heaving with each breath.

Scarlett let out a soft sigh and then snickered. "Well, that was unexpected."

"But so worth it…" My body felt more relaxed than it had in years and I had her to thank. "Stay there, let me get you a hot towel." I rolled off the bed, destroying my afterglow by getting up too soon, but I wanted her to enjoy hers.