Doctor Hero by Madison Faye

Chapter Seven

Ada

I sighed,my mouth falling open and my eyes closing in ecstasy as I slowly sank into the hot, bubbling water.

God yes.

The whirlpool tub in Jackson’s private bathroom off his office in the clinic had been entirely too tempting to pass up. I melted into the water, sinking in up to my chin as I let the steam swirl around me.

My thoughts did the same.

This whole day had been a whirlwind, and my blushing schoolgirl crush on my sexy older doctor had turned into something very real. I panted in the hot water, thinking about his hands on me, and his promise of what was still to come.

That night, I was going to go where I’d never gone before with anyone.

That night, I was going to give it all to him. And I couldn’t wait.

I wasn’t scared, I was excited. I wanted him to be the man who took it. Because this wasn’t just a physical lust that I felt for Jackson. It wasn’t so much more, and I knew he felt the same.

Jackson Brody had stolen my heart, and I wanted him to keep it.

I sat in his tub for a while, letting the hot water soak into my skin and relax any tension that popped up — any nervousness that arose thinking about what was to come that night. But it was all excited nervousness. There was no fear or apprehension there.

I just couldn’t wait for him to take me.

Finally, I stepped out of the luxurious tub and toweled off, only then realizing I didn’t actually have a single thing to wear besides the clothes I’d changed out of. I wrapped myself in a fluffy white towel, poking my head back into his office before stepping out of the bathroom. The whole office was richly decorated — dark, masculine wood paneling and bookshelves on the walls, leather chairs, and a modern reclaimed wood and iron desk the sat near the huge window overlooking midtown Manhattan.

The office was dark, and I stepped across the floor barefoot in my towel to stare out over the amazing view of the city at night, glittering like jewels.

“Now this is a sight I’ve been dying to see.”

I gasped, whirling as I hugged the towel, to see Jackson grinning at me from the doorway to his office. He stepped in, closing the door behind him before he strode right for me. I barely had time to open my mouth to say hi before he’d swooped me into his arms, pulling me tight to him, and kissed me fiercely.

“Fuck did I miss you,” he growled into my lips, his hard muscles rippling as he pulled me tight.

“You came back.” I grinned, feeling my pulse roar through me at the smell of him, and the taste of those lips, and the toe-curlingly sexy sound of his deep voice in my ears.

“For you? Always, angel.”

“Is everything okay?”

He arched a brow.

“The emergency, at the hospital…”

He nodded, smiling. “The baby will be just fine. Complications happen, and I...” He shrugged. “I guess I’m there to fix it.”

Something sparked hot inside of me — the thought of him caring for all those little babies tugging something primal inside of me. It was amazing, of course, but also so damn attractive. It was so hot and sexy to think of this man not just as this gorgeous sex god, but also this selfless, caring hero that saved children.

…It made me think of what an amazing father he’d be.

The thought made me whimper, my core tightening at the thought of me making him a father. I imagined his cock sliding so deep inside of me, and claiming me, and then pumping me full of his seed until it took. I imagined swelling with child as he cared for me, and then the two of us holding our newborn together, as a family.

When he pulled me into his arms again, I sank into him, kissing him with an even greater passion, with an even hotter flame blazing through me for him. He growled at the heated way I kissed him harder, and pulled him tight to me by his shirt.

“You showered,” he purred

“I took a bath—oooh.”

Jackson’s hand slid right down over my ass, tugging the towel up as his warm palm slid over my smooth skin. He cupped my ass and then pushed his hand deeper between my legs, until with a cry, I could feel his fingers teasing my already wet pussy from behind.

He growled, yanking the towel off of me and making me gasp as he yanked my naked body against his muscled, gorgeous frame.

“I guess that means I’ll just have to give you more of my cum, doesn’t it, you bad little girl?”

I moaned into his lips as he kissed me, my hands sliding up his grooved, chiseled torso. He pushed me back until my ass pressed against the side of his desk. He lifted me effortlessly, sliding me on top of the polished wood and spreading my legs as he moved between them.

“Is that why you took a bath? So you could get me to give you more of my hot cum? You just couldn’t wait to feel me filling up that little pussy with every drop?”

I moaned, his filthy words and sweet kisses and firm hands driving me wild. He yanked the buttons of his dress shirt, pulling it off and tossing it away before he moved against me. My hard little nipples grazed across his thick, manly chest, and when his hands grabbed my hips and pulled me against the thick bulge in his pants, I cried out.

“So fucking wet,” he growled. “And don’t tell me that’s from the bath, because I can feel your slick, sticky pussy against my cock even through my pants. I can feel you soaking my pants through with your sweet honey.”

He kissed me again before moving down to my neck, making me gasp. Jackson eased me across his desk on my back, my hair splayed out around me and my legs wide for him.

His lips trailed lower, across my nipples, and down the soft slope of my breast. He kissed my ribs, moving further down as my whole body trembled in anticipation. Powerful hands pushed my thighs wide, and when his lips found my tummy and nibbled their way down, I swear I could have practically come from that alone.

His tongue dragged through my lips, making me scream in pleasure as I arched my back off the desk. Nothing in this world had ever felt as good as that single lick, and when he did it again, I lost myself in the pure heaven of it. Jackson growled, his wet, wicked tongue pushing deep inside and then pumping in and out. He teased up over my lips, his tongue dragging slowly over my aching clit as my hips bucked off the desk against him.

“Eager little girl, aren’t you?” he growled, his hands tightening on my thighs as he pushed them wide and pinned me to the desk. His tongue slid back down, teasing against my opening and then pushing inside. He started to slide his incredible tongue in and out of me, like he was fucking me with it. My whole body ignited, every single nerve blazing with heat as I cried out and moaned his name. My fingers found his hair, and I held on tight as he started to rock my world.

He moved up to my clit, his lips wrapping around it and sucking gently as his tongue swirled in slow, maddeningly teasing circles. I went to pieces for him, moaning and whimpering, my slick juices coating his chin and dripping down my ass to his desk. His tongue swirled over my clit, his groans vibrating through me and sending me reeling as the pleasure exploded through me.

Jackson growled, making me gasp as his strong hands gripped my thighs and pushed my legs up high and wide. His tongue traced down lower, over my lips, and then lower still. My eyes went wide, my breath a gasp on my lips as his wicked tongue swirled over my tight little asshole.

“Oh God, Jackson—”

“Lay back, angel,” he growled, his hands tightening on my skin possessively. “Lay back and let me show you how good you can feel.”

His tongue dragged across my puckered, sensitive ring, making my whole body tremble in forbidden, wicked pleasure. My face blushed bright red at the thought of this man kissing me in so private a place, but he felt so fucking good that I never wanted him to stop. My whole body shivered in raw ecstasy as he tongued me slowly, teasing my little ass. His thumb moved to my clit, rolling over it in slow, deliberate circles as my entire world blurred at the edges.

His tongue pushed against my ass, pushing the tip against my ring as his thumb worked faster and faster. My breath caught in my throat, my pink nipples straining into hard little points and my whole body trembling with pleasure. He growled into my skin, his tongue and his fingers and his masculine groans pushing me higher and higher, until suddenly, the whole thing shattered.

I screamed, my hips arching off the desk against him as the powerful orgasm exploded through me. Jackson groaned, pinning me against his desk and keeping his tongue and his fingers moving, pushing me right through my climax until I was gasping for air and melting into a puddle on his desk. I trembled as he moved away, pulling me off his desk and scooping me into his arms as he sat back in his office chair.

I could feel his thick, throbbing cock so hard against me through his pants. I gasped for air and shivered in the aftershocks of my orgasm as I reached between us and curled my fingers around it.

“I want it,” I moaned quietly. “I want all of it. I want you to have me, Jackson.”

He groaned, pulling me into him and kissing me fiercely.

“Please,” I panted.

He pulled back, his face hard and lined with raw lust and need, his eyes burning fiercely.

“Not here, sweetness,” he purred.

“But, I want—”

“Oh, I’m going to take you, Ada. I’m going to push my cock inside that sweet, tight little pussy and show you what a man feels like. I’m going to spread you wide and drive so deep you’ll miss me when I’m not inside of you.”

I gasped, kissing him hungrily.

“But when I do that,” he purred. “It’ll be with sheets at your back, like a queen.”

“Where…”

“My penthouse,” he growled. “Get dressed. I’m driving you there now.”