Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 75599 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 378(@200wpm)___ 302(@250wpm)___ 252(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75599 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 378(@200wpm)___ 302(@250wpm)___ 252(@300wpm)
I tried so hard to recreate the moment. But the more I tried to force it, the more the moment slipped away, until with a groan of defeat, I sank into my bed. My brow furrowed in frustration as I hurled a pillow across my room, muttering to myself as I yanked the blankets up around me.
It was bullshit that I couldn’t get there. It was just so unfair. But then, he’d gotten close. He’d gotten so close that I knew he’d have brought me there if we hadn’t had been interrupted. And then next day, I was going to see him again…
The thought made me grin, my face blushing as the giggly feeling washed over me. My pulse skipped, beating quickly at the thought of seeing him again. And it wasn’t just that I was fairly certain that the next day, I’d be experiencing my first orgasm, it was that it would be with him. It’d be at his hands that it happened.
I called in a sick day at work the next day. My appointment with Aiden wasn’t until later in the morning, but I knew I’d be a wreck if I even attempted to go into work. Instead, I spent the morning pacing my apartment, and trying on a million freaking outfits. Part of me felt ridiculous dressing up to go to the doctor’s office — especially when I made a point of choosing especially sexy pink, gauzy, lacy lingerie.
But then, the other part of me felt excited. More excited than I’d ever been for anything like this before.
And finally, it was time.
I took a cab to his office, my whole body tensing up and buzzing with excitement. I’d finally gone to sleep the night before, but I’d spent every single minute of my dreams kissing him, and touching him, and feeling his hands on me.
And I couldn’t wait for it to be real.
“The doctor will be with you shortly.”
Aiden’s assistant gave me the same vague, thin smile from the day before as she stepped out of the room. I took a shaky breath, biting my lip and glancing around the room as my pulse raced.
I was in his personal office that day, rather than a sterile exam room. The office was huge — this gorgeous mix of modern and old design, with huge windows overlooking midtown Manhattan. The soft couch under me was starkly different than the crinkly paper and cold metal of the exam room the day before.
Suddenly, the door opened, and even before I looked up, I could feel his eyes on me.
“Natalie.”
I swallowed, dragging my eyes up as I raised my head to look at him. God he was gorgeous. Insanely, ridiculously gorgeous — that dark hair, the chiseled cheekbones, the confident, strong jaw with those perfect lips. And those dark, smoky eyes that had me melting already.
He stood in the doorway for a moment, his gaze just burning right into me — his jaw tight and his hand gripping the door with white knuckles, like he was barely able to contain himself from rushing me, tearing my clothes off, and doing every single thing he wanted to me, right there on his office floor.
I trembled at the thought, a pulse of raw heat throbbing deep between my legs, making me wet instantly.
Aiden stepped into the room, shutting the door behind him before he strode towards me. I stood, and I was starting to open my mouth to say something — like some part of me was still holding onto the idea that I was just his patient and he was just my doctor. But before I could say a single thing, he crashed right into me.
I moaned as his lips crushed to mine and his arms wrapped tight around my body. He grabbed me tight and just kept moving, sweeping me off my feet and pushing me back until I gasped as my back hit one of the bookshelves lining the walls of his office. Aiden growled as he kissed me fiercely, his whole body pinning mine to the wall behind me.
My head swam, and I lost myself in his kiss, whimpering into his lips and wrapping a leg around his waist as his hands slid down to grab me by the hips. I gasped as he pulled away from my swollen lips, moving down to my neck and making me cry out as his lips found the tender skin there.
“Fuck, Natalie,” he growled into my ear, making me shiver as his deep baritone rumbled through my core. His mouth seared to mine again as he kissed me hungrily, making me melt into him.
Slowly, he pulled away, his eyes burning into mine with his hands still holding my hips firmly.
“I have a surprise for you today,” he purred.
“Oh?”
I bit my lip, feeling my face burn as I looked up into his gorgeous eyes.