Dirty Sexy Alphas (Twenty Book Box Set) - Hannah Ford Page 0,284

playing doctor right this minute, you know, taking my temperature…orally.” She wrapped her fingers around his hard length and slid them slowly back and forth. He groaned and moved his hips. “But now I have to get dressed. Oh well.”

She let him go with one last squeeze and sauntered past him. He spun around and smacked her ass and she yelped before running into the bedroom, laughter spilling from her lips.

“I really do feel fine.” She pulled on her panties and found her bra behind the nightstand.

He stepped behind her and reached around to cup her breasts, to roll her nipples into hard little peaks. “Fine? You feel fucking amazing.”

She groaned and pushed her ass back, loving the feel of his velvety cock sliding up and down her lower back. It shouldn’t be this fun, this easy. Not when they were supposed to be enemies.

Once again, the unfairness of everything settled in her gut.

He started tugging her panties down. “I can be quick,” he murmured in her ear.

“Not really a selling point,” she gasped, rolling her hips when his hand slid down her stomach and between her legs. He ran one finger along the wetness then moved higher, stroking slowly across her clit.

He brought her higher and she widened her legs, rocked back and forth on his hand.

“God you are so fucking wet, Harper. Do you have any idea how much that turns me on?” His finger dipped back inside, gathered more of her desire, then he was circling her slit again.

A knock came at the door and she froze. Ethan didn’t.

“I know you’re close. I’m not stopping until you come.” Harsh hot breath washed over her neck and she groaned.

‘You have to answer the door,” she panted.

“You have to come,” he growled in her ear.

Ethan reached down and hooked her leg under his arm, spreading her wide open and balanced on one leg. Another knock. He drove two fingers into her and pressed his thumb on her now throbbing clit.

Pleasure spiraled inside her, growing hotter and tighter. “Oh god,” she whispered when the tension pulled tight. His fingers went deeper, harder.

“That’s it.”

She balanced on the edge, so close to falling over. Ethan pressed his lips to her neck, drew the sensitive skin between his teeth and bit down.

Light exploded behind her eyes and she clamped her teeth together so she wouldn’t cry out. His arm tightened like a vise and he held her immobile against his chest. She bucked, her body trembled and quaked and the leg that she balanced on shook.

His fingers slowed, turned caressing as she came down.

Another knock. Harder this time. “Hello. This is Dr. Rosario.”

Harper leaned her head back against Ethan’s shoulder and took a shaky breath in. He lowered her legs, held onto her waist to keep her anchored against him. His kiss on her shoulder was softer now.

“You take my breath away, you know that?”

With one last kiss her carefully took his hands away and she stood on wobbly legs. Ethan groaned when he tugged his jeans on and she watched as he tucked his still hard cock into them. He winced when he zipped up and then let out a sigh of relief when it was done.

He grabbed his shirt and pulled it over his head.

“I’ll let him in and let him know you’ll be right out.” He started to leave, then crossed the room in three strides and cupped her face. His eyes burned. He looked like he was going to say something, but after a second, he softly kissed her then he was gone, closing the door behind him.

Harper gathered her clothes and held them against her chest. Her pulse still pounded through her veins. The bathroom tile was cold against her feet and helped to ground her a little. She could hear voices through the door and cleaned up as best she could with just water. A few minutes later, with her hair under some semblance of control, she left the bathroom and made her way to where the doctor was waiting.

She felt fine.

Whatever bug she’d gotten wasn’t that bad.

“Hello, I’m Dr. Rosario,” the older white haired man said when she stepped into the room. “Are you my patient today?” His smile was warm and Harper immediately felt comfortable with him. The doctor motioned for her to sit on the couch. His bag was on the coffee table.

Ethan sat in a chair next to the couch.

“So tell me what’s wrong,” the doctor said, sitting next to her with a