“I’m good.” I kissed him to shut his mouth. “I’m good. I’m fantastic. I’m clean. I’m yours. Fuck me, Thorn.”
A low growl emanating from somewhere deep in his chest was my only response.
The rest was all hands and tongue.
And then his dick.
Thorn’s gorgeous, talented, in-fucking-credible dick.
FIVE
Thorn
I slid into her. Slow and sweet, savoring the sensations of her body joined with mine. I sure as hell didn’t deserve her. Not a man on this earth did. Our schedules would be all fucked up, but we would understand each other. Our hearts spoke to each other. I could feel it. I was pretty sure she could, too.
“Jesus, Thorn. God, you feel amazing.”
Yeah, she was definitely feeling that.
I attached my lips to her throat, sucking long and slow as I thrust, my hands gripping at the gorgeous, round globes of her ass as I fucked her in the stairwell.
“You’re the best fucking thing that’s ever happened to me,” I ground out through my teeth, her moans speeding up as my thumb brushed the bud of her ass. “I want inside every piece of you. This body’s mine.”
“Yes, Thorn. Oh God, yes,” she whispered against my ear like a prayer. Her words of completion drove my desire on, and my thrusts sped up, my hips slamming against hers and hitting an angle deeper inside her.
“God, little one…” My thighs shook as release charged through me. I slid out of her body, jerking my dick until I was coming in hot jets across the creamy skin of her bare thighs. “Fuck.”
Her lazy, love-drunk eyes reached mine, her smile curving.
“I’m not done with you yet,” I muttered, sliding my fingers through the mess I’d made across her pussy, then slipped my fingers between her lips, swirling my come across her clit. Her thighs tensed, the small nub growing harder, more sensitive with every pass before I used the other hand to push down the neckline of her dress and placed my lips on her pretty little nipple.
I sucked hard, nipping and biting, then soothed away the pain with my tongue.
“Come in my hand, little one.” My thumb arched and swirled, and soon she was crashing in a wave of liquid all over my hand. “Seeing you so vulnerable, at my mercy, is the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.”
“Thorn?” she whispered. Her hands curled around my neck as her body loosened and went lax.
“Yeah, baby?” I hummed, kissing her ear tenderly.
“Take me home?”
“Absolutely,” I replied. I made quick work of stuffing myself back in my pants and straightening her dress.
“I don’t think I can walk,” she finally said.
“You don’t have to, little one. From now on, I’ve got you.” I lifted her into my arms and carried her out of the dark stairwell and back onto the balcony. “Never letting you out of my sight.”
She hummed dreamily at my shoulder.
“Think you can break the lease on your place?”
“What!” That question seemed to wake her up quick.
I shrugged, nonchalant. “I want to wake up to you gorgeous and coming in my hand every morning.”
“Thorn…” She shook her head, giggling, clearly not taking me seriously.
Well, if there was anything she should learn about me, it was that I took things like this very fucking seriously.
I’d never lived with a woman.
“Listen, little one. I just had two perfect nights with you. I’ve never had that with anyone.” I pushed through the glass doors and sauntered straight past the crowd of suited-up doctors, all eyes darting to us then away again.
I didn’t give a fuck if they saw.
Carly was mine.
“We’ve got a life to get to, Carly. I’ve already spent enough time waiting for you.”
EPILOGUE
Carly
Thorn hadn’t been kidding when he’d said he wasn’t waiting any longer.
He’d moved me in to his place, all right. Moved me in to his everything, but that didn’t mean I didn’t give him a hard time every step of the way.
It wasn’t that I was dragging my feet—I was more sure of Thorn and me than ever. When he’d said he’d never felt this way, I’d known the feeling because I hadn’t either.
But moving in with someone after knowing them for little more than a day? After meeting them on a dating app? That seemed farfetched, even to Selma when I told her.
That was before I said he was a hot doctor. Then she’d jumped up and down and screamed and asked me what in the hell I was waiting for.
I totally agreed with her.
So, after a month, I moved in to Thorn’s place.
And he would have put a ring on my finger then if I’d let him. Though, he did shower me with gifts, jewelry, and trips, and anything I could want. But all I wanted was him.