“Alright kiddo, time for you to hit the sack!” I scurried over to the sofa and lifted Dylan up from his feet, spinning him around like an airplane. His laugh was so cute and my heart fluttered just listening to him.

“But-but April, we didn’t finish building the robot base tower!” He said in between hurried laughs.

“I know Dylan, but guess what? You and your daddy are going to finish it tomorrow. So we’ll leave it waiting right there for him, okay?”

“Okay!” He changed into his jammies and I tucked him into his bed with his favorite teddy.

“Goodnight Dylan, see you later.”

“Night April!” With a kiss on the forehead, I walked out of his room and back into the living room.

My mind was racing.

It’s not that I’ve never babysat before but knowing that at any moment Paul was going to walk in, I was definitely feeling the pressure.

I sat down on the giant leather couch and grabbed the remote. Maybe a movie would clear my mind?

As soon as I pressed the volume button I heard the front door unlock.

My heart almost beat out of my chest. I thought about scrambling out of the room and I rose up from the sofa. Changing my mind almost instantly, I hurried back to the sofa and practically curled up into a ball at the edge of it.

Why was I so nervous all of the sudden?

“April, I’m back.” Paul’s deep voice called out and echoed through the halls. I hesitated to answer him. My chest was pulsing with nervousness. Suddenly it hit me that I was practically all alone, at night, in a giant condo with Dr. Paul Gray. And I knew exactly where my body wanted to take this.

“April, are you in here?” His work shoes clanked against the fancy marble flooring in the room.

“I’m right here Paul!” Finally getting some courage, I got up for the chair and walked over to him.

Probably not the best idea on second thought…because his sex appeal practically suffocated me.

His muscular body towered over me and the scent of his spicy cologne swept up through my senses. He stood there smiling at me casually, with those blinding eyes and that wide grin. You would expect a doctor to look beat after a long day’s work. But Paul? You probably would’ve thought he just finished up some expensive photo shoot in the hills for some fancy Italian fashion brand. He must’ve caught me staring him up and down because he leaned in a little closer and raised an eyebrow.

“Uh, you doing okay?” Paul gently ran his hands along the side of my cheek, his voice filled with concern.

Get your shit together April.

“Y-yeah, just fine. You just startled me coming in, that’s all.” Unconsciously, I leaned in for a hug and sunk into the firm warmth of his embrace. Our bodies rose and fall to the rhythm of our breathing. Thinking I should break the embrace before it got too dangerous, I let go of him.

“So, how was Dylan? I trust he didn’t give you too many problems?” He said removing his blazer and throwing it to the sofa. Idly, I looked in the other direction. I knew my face was turning red as a cherry and I wanted to avoid him noticing if I could.

“Dylan was an angel. You’ve got an awesome son there.”

“I agree. What’s this, you got a movie rolling?” Pointing at the large flat screen tv, he unbuttoned his shirt revealing just a little bit of his sculpted chest. It was then that I realized how tanned he was.

Not some kind of artificial spray tan or something. No, tanned from just the right amount of natural sunlight.

It was pretty obvious that we were both just procrastinating at this point and avoiding the inevitable.

“Oh yeah, I just put it on. You wanna watch with me?” Without saying a word, he pulled me to the sofa and I nestled myself in his arms. The room was chill with the air conditioner blowing, but the heat from his body made me forget just how cold I was. I found myself unconsciously running my hands against his smooth, firm chest. A low “hmm” of deep timbre slid its way from his lips.

Oh lord, stop me before I do something stupid.

“You know, I didn’t get a chance to say that I’m grateful for you watching Dylan tonight. You saved my ass more than you know. Please tell me you’re willing to make this a permanent thing?”

“It was really no problem. Easy as pie. And yes, I definitely wouldn’t mind doing this again. The more I get to stay in this nice condo, the better.”

He let out a gentle laugh and gripped my shoulder tight, rubbing it up and down. “You can come by anytime. I don’t bite.” The last three words came out like a growl and I felt my thighs tensing at the rumble of his chest. A few minutes later I caught his eyes moving from the tv to a small picture sitting on the coffee table against the wall. Paul let out a big sigh and shook his head slightly.

“The last time I remember taking a second to breathe was three years ago.” He said with a bit of sadness in his voice.

I put two and two together pretty quickly and figured out that Paul was probably talking about the woman in the picture. His wife.

Immediately I wondered if I’d made some massive mistake. Was she still in the picture?

“Is she…your wife?” I asked the question gingerly, afraid of the answer.

“She was. She passed three years ago. Her name was Linda. That time was pretty hard for me and Dylan.” My heart sunk as I took in his somber words. How could Dylan be such a happy kid when he lost his mom at such an early age?

“I-I’m sorry to hear that…I really don’t know what to say.”

“We’ve coped and now we’re trying to continue with life. It’s what Linda would’ve wanted.” I hugged him tighter and felt him let out a deep sigh again. If there was any way I could erase the pain he was feeling, I wanted to do it.

I looked him in the eyes.

He was so strong, so firm despite everything he went through. His eyes were pools into his soul that I fell right into. Like some strange force was pushing us closer, I found myself just inches from Paul’s lips. So close I could smell the earthen scent of his aftershave.

Paul made the first move and parted his lips, pressing them against mine forcefully. He inserted his hungry tongue inside and it danced against my tongue. He placed his hand on the small of my back and I arched against it.

He moved his lips to my ear and whispered slowly, “Are you okay with this?” Shivers went through my spine. There wasn’t any doubt in my mind that I wanted Paul.

“Yeah…I am…” Any fear that I felt was covered up with desire and a whole lot of expectation. I was nervous but already well under his spell. Paul looked at me with longing eyes and leaned back in to steal another kiss. The whole time I couldn’t stop thinking about if I should tell him that I-…no.

No no no no. No way I would tell him that. I knew I wanted this but I couldn’t help but be nervous. Would one night ruin everything for me? Still, I couldn’t say no to that look in his eyes.

We moved closer together pressing our bodies against each other and he moved his hands down to my breasts. Cupping them lightly, he squeezed them brushing the cotton fabric of my t-shirt against my taut nipples. Even though it was such a slight movement, the electricity from it shocked my whole body.

Each kiss he planted on my neck seared my skin practically choking me with his fiery touch. He traced his tongue along my color bone and down to my breasts, sucking the hard pebbles through the fabric.

Waves of pleasure coursed through my body. Paul was somehow an expert with me despite never touching me before. He knew exactly what to do.

“I’m getting a little tired of this shirt of yours. I want it off.” He didn’t even ask before he yanked the white cotton t-shirt over my head and threw it to the floor.

His dominant attitude was making my folds slick with desire.

“There we go…now lean back.” Paul pressed my body against the sofa and hoisted himself over me. I didn’t know what else to do, so I awkwardly ran my hands along his sculpted chest and started unlatching the buttons on his shirt.

“I can tell you’re still nervous. Just relax baby…” He crooned into my ear sliding his hand along my bare breasts. He pinched my nipples again and elicited a loud and uncontrolled moan out of me.

Paul quickly put his right hand over my mouth to muffle the sound.

“Shh…you’d better keep those sexy little moans in ya hear?” He said as he pinched my nipple with his free hand even harder. That devilish look on his face practically made me squirm. I winced under the weight of him nodding my head and he slid his thigh gently between my legs, pressing it up against tender my button. Paul was possessive, making me his with ever burning touch.

He kneaded his thigh into the space between my legs and I grabbed on hard to his muscular back. In one quick motion, he grabbed me off of the couch and I wrapped my legs around his waist.

“Ready to go for a little ride?”

“Fire away doctor!”

Paul carried me through the two flights of stairs in his condo as I tried to stifle my shrieks and laughter at the bounces and bumps of our little ride. When we got to the bedroom, he plopped me on the California king bed and I felt like I was floating on cloud nine.

“Let me taste those luscious legs of yours…”

“Come here.” I motioned for him to join me on the bed.

Paul hoisted himself over me on the bed and arched my legs in the air. I was already getting so wet underneath my silk panties, I was pretty sure Paul noticed.

Lightly brushing his fingers against the moist silk folds, a sly smirk crept on his face. “What’s this hmm? You’re already fucking soaked.”

My face turned flush.

“You’re gonna do something about it, right?” I licked my lips watching his firm hands go for the drawstrings on my fire red panties. Pulling them over my feet, he nearly growled at me.

“Hell yeah I’ll do something about it.” The grip he had on my legs was enough to leave red imprints on them for days. He leaned his body closer to me, hovering just over my slick folds. I gulped in anticipation.

Could he hear me?

I really hope he didn’t hear me. I didn’t want him thinking I was some inexperienced little plaything. Even though I probably was…

My body went numb when he brought his tongue to me. Slick and sinuous against my wetness, I bit down on my lip to quiet myself. It was like a burst of static prickling all over my body. His tongue wound against my delicate skin and up, ever so gently to my flower

I couldn’t even think; my mind was reeling.

“P-Paul…yes!!”

I pushed my head back against the bed as the length of his tongue picked up speed against my pussy. The muscles in my thighs were damn near burning from Paul pressing down against them as he spread my legs open with his left hand.

When he inserted a finger, I lost my mind.

Moving the thin fabric aside, he plunged a finger into my tight moist depths. I constricted at his movements and I wasn’t even sure I was moaning anymore. It was more like airy gasps. Like I’d just jogged a marathon or something.

Paul changed his position at the end of the bed and I felt his growing hardness brush up against my inner thigh. Yeah, I was wet, but he was rock hard.

He moved his fingers in and out of me, picking up speed the more I continued to moan. Each movement of his fingers was like a burst of passion smothering me to the point that I was grasping on those damn silk covers for air.

If we weren’t careful, this is going to turn into an addiction real soon…

I raked my fingers roughly through his blunt burgundy hair, trying mightily to control my hips spasms as I rode against the curl of his fingers inside of me. Paul was hitting spots that I didn’t even know existed. My eyes were doing 360’s behind my lids trying to keep up with his tongue and fingers.

I could feel my hips jerking more violently. Paul didn’t stop, he kept going and going bringing me to the edge.

I bucked my back upwards riding out the intense waves of pleasure, edging Paul’s name out in a series of breathless moans.

For a moment, our breathing was the only audible sound in the room.

“That was just the appetizer.”

Each word was a puff of air against my sweat slickened skin. He scaled up my body and we locked lips in a kiss that wasn’t gentle at all. It was lust driven. Messy. Hungry. Parting my lips, he pushed his tongue inside.

Dominant. Forceful. A man that had been a while without satisfying his carnal desire.

But suddenly, something in the pit of my stomach wrenched.

I was nervous.

Paul must’ve noticed my eyes widened because he abruptly stopped his onslaught of kisses.

“April? Something wrong?” His lustful expression quickly turned to one of concern.

“Umm, yeah I’m okay. It’s just that…” I lowered my head to try and avoid eye contact with him. Truth was that I wasn’t just nervous, I was embarrassed. This was all new to me. Completely unchartered territory with a man that had more power than I could ever dream.

What the hell was I doing?

“It’s just that what? Talk to me, babe.” He nudged my chin up with his hand and brush his thumb against my cheek.

“I don’t know if I’m ready to do anything else.”

Shit.

I could feel the waterworks leaving the gates.

I felt his muscular arms wrap around my shoulder.

“Do you want to go finish that movie we started?” His smile brightened up and I almost melted into a pool of scattered emotions on the bed.

“That sounds like a good idea. Maybe you could pick something better than what I was half watching.”

“Right on.” Leaping off of the bed, he grabbed a night robe that was hanging on the back of the door and wrapped it around me.

We walked down the steps and back to the living room where that cozy couch was waiting for us. Part of me regretted stopping Paul. It’s not like I didn’t want to have sex with him.

I just wasn’t sure if I was ready for it.

Maybe I would tell him why.

Just not yet.

Paul put on a movie that pretty much just acted as background noise and I nestled into his arms again. Sitting pretty much in awkward silence, I tried to think about if I’d made a mistake. Was Paul turned off by my hesitation? Did I screw up?

I looked up at him and saw him dozing off as the movie played aimlessly in the background. Maybe it was best if we tried to keep it professional for now.

“Paul…Paul, are you awake?” I nudged his arm gently and he snapped out of his daze a bit startled.

“Mmm…damn. Almost fell asleep there. What do you need baby?”

“Would you mind driving me home? I’ve got a really early lecture in the morning, and you know I’ll be hard-pressed to get out of bed for it.” Mentally I was kicking myself. I wanted to stay here in his warm embrace but, I was so scared. I was afraid of what would happen if we took this thing seriously.

“Sure thing April. Let me grab my keys.” He rose up from the sofa and buttoned up his shirt. I managed to steal one last good look at his godly body before he locked it away from me for the foreseeable future.

I really hope I wasn’t making a mistake.

Fixing my clothing and grabbing my bag, I walked to the door and waited for Paul to join me. When he arrived we walked out and to his beamer outside.

I expected the ride back to my place to be filled with a palpable and awkward silence. But it wasn’t. We talked about Dylan, dinner and the crazy patient he had a run in with at his hospital.

Paul did his best to make sure I wasn’t at all uncomfortable.

“I know I already said this a million times April, but thanks for saving my ass today. Like I said, I would love to have you do this more often if you’re willing. Of course, you’ll be compensated well.” He looked over at me for a brief second and my heart lit up at the look of his gleaming and firm smile. It was impossible to say no to him. I don’t know how I managed to earlier.

“Of course I want to! Dylan was amazing. If it’ll help take a load off of your shoulder, I’ll have no problem stopping by again. I mean, you are a world-renowned surgeon. I know just how busy you are.”

“Good. That’s just what I want to hear.” Just as he said that we pulled up at my apartment. He got out of the car and opened my door, walking me over to the front door of the building.

“I had a good time with you April. And damn, you look stunning tonight. Just realized how amazing your smile is.” He brought his hand to my cheek and rubbed it softly with his thumb. Even the smallest touch felt like an explosion of fire and sparks.

Cupping both of my cheeks in his hand he brought my face to his in a firm but gentle kiss.

“I’ll see you later April.”

“Goodbye, Paul.”