Bone – Release Date TBC
A cocky doctor romance with a twist…obviously 😉
Just a taste…
“Oh for fucks sake!” I scramble in the darkness, searching for the panties he ripped from my wanton and wide spread legs not twenty minutes ago. “Damnit damnit!”
“You kiss your mother with that mouth.” I don’t have to look up to see that fucking smug and sinfully sexy smile spread across his gorgeous lips. I can hear it in his deep and irritatingly obnoxious tone. I wasn’t going to do this…again. I curse my slutty self. Not with him, not at work and definitely not in the supply cupboard. But in my defence it’s been a really long time and he is…well he is Joel.
“Fuck off!” I growl as I find the discarded tattered and now completely useless garment. Fantastic. I haul myself upright and brush the sex creased wrinkles from my scrubs. My ‘fucked like animals’ hair style may take a little more to remedy.
“Ah baby don’t be like that.” His strong arm slides around the nip in my waist and he pulls me into his solid frame. Really solid, damn…already? I suck back a whimper and pinch my eyes shut so I don’t have to see the tell-tale knowledge flashing in his hazel eyes. His dark brow only raised slightly but it’s not with confusion. He’s waiting to see if i’m good to go for round two. He knows exactly what he does to me and because of that, I shouldn’t have fucking gone for round one. I promised myself I wouldn’t, I should know better…I do know better. I push out of his hold and he gives a carefree shrug that pinches hard in my chest. Of course, this doesn’t matter to him, it never has, it never will. I grit my teeth and flash my brightest smile. It doesn’t reach my eyes but it’s the best I have.
“Like what Joel?” I keep my tone level, failing at indifference but at least it’s not whinny.
“You could at least give me a genuine smile. I put some of my best work in there. I do believe you came three times to my one.” His teeth drag slowly over his bottom lip and I have to force that whimper back down my throat.
“I wasn’t counting.” That’s a lie. God why does he have to be so good at that, my old faithful vibrator is a very poor cousin in comparison and that’s connected to the national grid for Christ sake.
“Don’t I deserve a little TLC?” He croons and I snort out, my tone thick with condescension.
“If I gave you TLC Joel, you’d be leaving one of those cartoon outlines in the door from the high speed get away. Besides don’t you get enough fawning, from your army of skanky interns?” I quip.
“I do…but it’s not the same, you’re special.” He tips his head, his soft smile almost convincing, almost.
“You’re so full of shit.” I snap but it’s lost a little fire.
“You’re right I couldn’t even keep a straight face.” He smirks and shrugs again.
“Riiight okay then. This has been fun, now if you’ll excuse me?” I internally wince at the hit from his indifference but what did I really expect.
“Don’t beat yourself up, we both needed this…Just scratching an itch baby.” He ruffles my hair, like it needed a little more mess added to it.
“It’s your itches that worry me Joel.” I step over the used condom and at least take comfort that I do learn some lessons, even if I do learn them the hard way.
“Needs have to be met, especially in our game. This is a major stress relief baby.” He argues and I have to physically stop my jaw from gapping.
“Glad to be of service.” I pinch my lips tight and offer a thin smile.
“As am I, but don’t be a bitch about it Regan. You could have anyone of those guys out there that keep asking you out, but for whatever reason you just bottle it all up until you-”
“Fuck a complete prick.” I snap my interruption, not bothering to hide my harsh and accusatory tone,
“Don’t, you’ll make me blush.” He winks and shucks his coat back on to his broad shoulders.
“Oh my god.” I mouth more to myself.