The Doctor's Secret Bride(61)
Her head fell back against the roof of the car and she gasped in absolute uninhibited pleasure. His eyes transfixed on her beautiful moonlit face. Her mouth was opened and her eyes were rolled so far back in their sockets only the whites were visible. She started bucking and thrashing about. He leaned in and pressed her against the car with his body, holding her down as he strummed her harder and faster with his finger.
“Erik…Erik… I’m… com…”
“Come, Michelle. Come to me, baby. Come…”
He covered her mouth with his to mute her shrill cry of ecstasy as she shattered in his arms like shooting stars and falling rain. She stiffened for an eternity then went limp. Erik could hear her heart thumping against her chest as if she’d just run a hundred meter race with everything she had. He buried her face in his chest and held her until she was quiet, until her muscles relaxed around his finger.#p#分页标题#e#
“You okay?”
“No. Yes. I don’t know.” She shuddered on an aftershock.
He pulled his finger from inside her, placed it under his nose for a second then slid it into his mouth. The smell of her, the taste of her made his hard shaft jump.
The headlight of a vehicle entering the parking lot blinded Erik. He hurried Michelle into the car and walked around to his side. He waited outside to give her time to fix her clothes, and for his arousal to dissolve before he climbed behind the wheel.
He had surely taken leave of his good senses to do what he just did in a public place. He had never been this reckless with Cassie. But then she’d never been this responsive to him either. Michelle, on the other hand, brought out something wild and savage in him, something he didn’t even know he had. And he loved the way it made him feel. Potent. Virile. Unstoppable.
He opened the car door and climbed behind the wheel, knowing they had to talk about what just happened.
She turned to him, her eyes still misty with passion. “Erik, I’ve never done anything like that. I just want you to know. I’m not a—I’m not that kind of girl.”
“I believe you, Michelle. I’ve never done anything like this before, either. But you have to admit, this day had been quite tantalizing. It had been leading to this. It was inevitable.”
“So what do we do now?”
He sighed as he started the engine. “We go home.”
“And pretend that it never happened?”
“I don’t think either of us can pretend it never happened. But I hope it answers your question.”
She frowned. “What question?”
“Whether or not I’m your man.”
A timid smile cracked her swollen lips. “After what we just did, you’d better be.”
He hooked a finger under her chin and drew her face to his. Leaning over, he kissed her lightly, but persuasively. “And you are my woman. No matter how I behave toward you after we get back to Amherst, don’t lose sight of that. Like I told you earlier today, I just need time.”
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Michelle pulled the Jaguar into the driveway of 204 Jefferson Drive and shut off the engine. No need to put it in the garage since she would have to pick up Precious from her friend’s birthday party in two hours.
She got out of the car and walked around the side of the house toward the kitchen. Life had returned to normal since their return from Granite Falls. She and Precious had stayed a few days with Philippe and she’d really grown to like him. He was the father she wished she had growing up, and he’d treated her like the daughter he never had. And thank goodness, everything had turned out well with Erik’s patient.
Back in Amherst, her days were spent taking care of Precious while Erik spent his at the hospital. They had dinner together as often as he could, and his mother had joined them a few times. While he entertained Precious after dinner, Michelle would write. They’d gone to the movies a few times and picnicked at the local parks twice.
They were becoming very good friends, and she felt much more relaxed around him even though her heart hammered in her chest and her skin tingled every time she was near him or thought of the intimacies they’d shared in Granite Falls. Intimacies neither of them ever spoke about.
Sometimes, after Precious was in bed, they would sit around and talk. They talked about the kids at the center and her progress on raising funds to build the new one. They talked about the slumping economy, about the upcoming elections, and which party should lead the country. Their opposing views didn’t matter. They talked about Cassie, his parents, and Robert and Yasmine. She’d told him about Ryan and how she’d followed him to South Carolina after she lost her job then returned to Manchester when they broke up. He never brought up the subject of her father again, and she was happy for it. That part was over and done with.#p#分页标题#e#