OBSESSED

47

"No," I replied. "I'm not mad at you, Leah. I could never be. This wasn't your fault, anyway."

"But . . . it was," she insisted. "I went looking for her. I just wanted to know if it was actually her. I thought that if maybe it was her, we could make up and be friends again."

"She is the one who came here to hurt you. She would have gotten you alone somehow, no matter what you did."

"We don't know that she came to the club for me."

"Leah." My tone left no room for argument. "Why are you defending her? She made you bleed."

Leah chose not to answer. Sighing, I wiped up the remaining blood on her face with a damp cotton pad. Her nose wasn't bleeding anymore, but her lip was split and she had a bruise on her cheek. She recoiled when I caressed her hair.

"It's sore," she said, ducking her head.

I gently felt around until I found a giant fucking goose egg. My blood raced through my veins again.

"Fuck," I snarled.

"How bad is it?" she asked.

"Like you got hit with a baseball bat in a bar fight."

She nodded glumly. "Yeah, I guess I did. The bar fight part, at least. That's new."

We shared a grim smile. Thumbing her unbruised cheek, I held her eyes with mine.

"Don't do that again, please," I said. "I hate seeing you hurt."

She smiled more genuinely and then saluted. "Yes, doctor sir. I'll do my best to never provoke another soul again."

"Come on, silly." I ushered her off the bed and rolled my eyes, grinning like a fool.

We left the clinic and headed to my condo. Much to my relief, she agreed rather easily to spend the night with me. I said it was to make sure she didn't have any serious head damage but I really just didn't want my time with her to end. The whole charade tonight made me want to be as close to her as possible. I would've done anything to protect her from Anne.

By the time we got to my place, it was past midnight. Leah went to undress in my room while I made a batch of tater tots, at her request, in the oven.

I had just pulled the baking pan back out of the oven, the mouthwatering aroma diffusing through the condo, when I heard her voice from behind me.

"Damn, a man who cleans up my blood and bakes me tater tots. How did I get so lucky?"

Smiling, I turned to look at her, saying, "I ask myself that every day."

The sight of her shocked me. Leah leaned against the island in nothing but a nude thong. My mouth fell still. I couldn't help but openly ogle her naked figure. Her curves were thick and my hands ached to feel them. My dick throbbed, protesting the tightness of my jeans.

"It doesn't matter what time or day or what the conversation is . . . " she purred, drawing closer to me. "You look incredibly hot all the time. And it's really not fair, Dr. Muller." Her fingernails dragged across my chest at my name, scratching my nipples. They hardened right away.

"You're hurt," I reminded her, trying to fight my cock logic. Soon I would be totally consumed if I didn't control it.

"Just a little bit. Doesn't mean I can't take you into my mouth or my pussy."

I audibly grunted. She had cast a spell over me. I would give her anything she wanted, even if that meant delaying my own plans.

Taking her into my arms, I kissed her softly. She wasn't having that, though. She grabbed my shirt roughly and tried her damndest to make me passionately take her mouth. It took every remaining ounce of self-control in me to pull back.

"You are irresistible," I remarked, pecking her forehead, "but not tonight. You need to rest."

She frowned. "I can't be that irresistible then."

Before she could escape me, I reeled her into my chest and kissed her again. "Leah, please. It's not that I don't want you. I obviously really, really do." I moved her hand to my raging boner. "I have to take care of you, though."

"I've been doing a fine job at that, thank you very much."

I could see that this wasn't working and she was only going to take my rejection personally.

"What can I do?" I asked her.

"Fuck me," she said simply.

My will was breaking into bits. I was doing this to protect her healing body, but she wasn't making it easy. She recognized my silence as weakness.

"You know you want me." Her voice was husky. Goosebumps broke out across my arms. "There's only one bandaid for what I really need, doctor. I think you know what it is."

I couldn't deny her any longer. Some animalistic noise crawled up my throat as I threw her deliciously naked body over my shoulder. She shrieked delightfully as I ran into the bedroom and tossed her on the bed.

Her eyes glinted at me while I slid my fingers up her legs, hooking them onto her panties. The thin, useless garment was disposed to the floor. I dove between her lush thighs with a foreign hunger. I'd never wanted to taste a pussy so badly. Her honey coated my tongue and her erotic whimpers treated my ears.

When I finally entered her, I had to pause to keep from coming right then. My cock slid into her wet pussy with ease but then she started to squeeze me, tightening dangerously. Her hands latched onto my shoulders once I regained control. Then I fucked her hard and fast. The sounds of our skin slapping together was overwhelming. It was beyond hot. She made me want to combust from all the passion and desire I had for her.

She came, hard, on my cock. I followed immediately after and then pulled out, laying myself beside her. Leah curled into me with a satisfied sigh.

"I needed that," she murmured. "You really know how to make a girl feel good."

I chuckled and kissed the top of her head. "That's all I ever want to do for you. Make you feel good."

"Mhmm." She yawned adorably and snuggled closer.

Stroking her bare side, I studied her face until it slackened with sleep. Then I brushed a faint kiss to her temple and slipped out of the bed and into fresh clothes.