The Doctor's Secret Bride(96)

“Erik. Why… Ahh...”

She curled her back as he began to penetrate her. God, he was so hot. She braced her hands against his chest, closed her eyes, threw her head back, and trembled with pleasure as he forced more of himself inside her.

He tightened his hold on her hips, pulling her down as he swerved upward, time and time again, forcing her to take him completely. And when she did, he held her by her buttocks, locked around him like hot, wet silk. He rocked slightly from side to side, hardly moving within her now.

Michelle loved this technique that he told her was a favorite of the Tantric and Taoists. This glorious feeling of naked pulsing flesh meshed in mating euphoria was an infallible way to engender love.

“You feel so good.” He groaned.

Michelle’s eyes flew open. She stared at the box of condoms on the nightstand. “Protection, Erik.”

He pulled himself to a sitting position and wrapped her legs around his waist like a pretzel. “I’ll pull out.”

Michelle moaned as pleasure pulsed through her. “You won’t be able to, and as much as I want to start a family with you, I want to wait until I’m finished with the center, and my book. Get one chapter of my life completed before starting another. Then I’ll give you all the babies you can handle. Is that okay?”

Erik groaned again. “Fine. I get it. Just hurry.”

Michelle reluctantly disengaged her body from his and reached for the box of condoms. She pulled one out, ripped it open and rolled the thin sheet of rubber over him. Task completed, she settled her hands on his shoulders and positioned herself over him again. He leaned forward and whispered something in her ear.

“Oh, you’re so dirty, Dr. LaCrosse,” she said on a shudder and a blush. “I didn’t know the upper-class talked like that.”

“Neither did I, until I met you.” He laughed and guided himself back inside her. As she settled down on him, he sucked on her breasts, one at a time, making loud suckling sounds like a hungry infant. Michelle clenched her teeth and squeezed her eyes shut, trying to contain the quakes threatening to erupt inside her.

They remained in this position for an eternity, kissing, caressing, pleasuring each other with their hands and lips then Michelle decided it was time to grant the request he’d whispered in her ear. She pushed Erik back against the pillows then passing her hands behind his head she grabbed on to the iron headboard. Lifting her knees and placing her weight on her feet, she threw her head back, and began to ride her man, slowly at first, then harder and faster, moving up and down on his turgid shaft like a rodeo cowgirl on a bucking bronco.

“Yes, baby, yes... Work me...” Erik wrapped his hands around her waist, buried his head in the sweet valley between her bouncing breasts, and growled his sweet appreciation as his brain exploded.

Erik never knew love or passion of this kind existed.





CHAPTER NINETEEN



Having seen his last patient and having made his last round of the day, Erik gathered some pamphlets from his desk and dropped them into his briefcase. A smile curled his lips as he shrugged out of his lab coat and hung it on a rack. He was anxious to get home. He’d booked a hotel room for the night where he planned to propose to Michelle—bended knees and all. Then tomorrow he was sharing their good news with his parents and Robert and Yasmine during a family dinner.

He could just imagine the awe on their faces when he announced that he and Michelle had been married for almost a month. Precious would be happiest of all, he thought, his smile breaking into a grin. She deserved to have a normal life. She needed to know that Michelle was there for her, not as a nanny who could someday leave her, but as a mother who loved her and would be there for her, always.#p#分页标题#e#

He and Precious had been to hell and back, and finally he could see the light at the end of their long dark tunnel of despair. Their lives were changing once again. This time for the better. And speaking of change, he’d contacted the Chief of Staff at Granite Falls Memorial Hospital about rejoining the staff there.

His heart was longing for home. He wanted his children to be born and raised in Granite Falls. He understood that Michelle had ties in Manchester—the youth center especially, but he hoped she loved him enough to follow him to the ends of the earth. He couldn’t imagine moving without her, living without her in his life. But if she said no, he loved her enough to stay, with one slight change—they would have to buy a home right away. He wasn’t spending any more time than he had to in a house in which he was psychologically incapable of making love with his wife.