I paced in front of my view of the city. She hadn’t said yes, but I was confident she would be here. I gave the driver her address and strict instructions not to show up without the hot doctor. I’d have his ass if he didn’t deliver her to my door.

It was bold. It was cocky. But I knew what I wanted. I wasn’t going to be satisfied until I had a taste of that hot surgeon. And I was going to get it. I would lick every inch of her. I would have her begging for my cock. She was so uptight, she didn’t know what she needed. But I did. She needed to be fucked by Wes Blakefield.

Sitting around my apartment for the past few days, I didn’t have much to do but come up with ways to seduce her. One thing led to another, and after three days, I had spent a fortune just to get the woman to my apartment. If tonight went as planned, it would all be money well spent.

I had been cooped up in here while the Wranglers training team came up with a plan to get me back to practice. I was starting to feel desperate. With the first game for which I would be on the bench only days away, I needed a distraction. Something to make me forget I wouldn’t be on the field. That distraction was Lennon.

I crossed the room when I heard a knock on the door. Right on time.

I opened it to find Lennon Ashworth glaring at me.

“Hi, there, Doc.”

She was sexier than fuck. She was wearing a tiny black dress that showed off her sculpted waist and long legs. I stared at her breasts, inhaling sharply when I saw her nipples poking against the thin fabric. She wasn’t wearing a bra.

“I’m here.” She barged past me. “Okay. All your tricks and tactics worked. I’m here.”

I took in the heels that laced up around her ankles. Yes, those were definitely staying on tonight. I smiled at her.

“I’m glad.” I offered her a glass of wine.

“This is totally against hospital policy.” She gulped half the glass. “And I don’t even know why I’m here, except I knew you wouldn’t take no for an answer and you were going to send that driver whether I dressed up or not, so I dressed up, and here I am and…”

I laughed. She was beautiful mad. I was going to enjoy tonight. Most women tried to seduce me. It had been a while since I got to play chase.

“You think this is all funny?” she smarted off, eyes blazing.

“No.” I shook my head. “I think you’re beautiful.”

She sighed. “See? That’s the problem with you. Lines, and more lines. And you think gifts and flirting and all those forlorn looks are going to get to me, and you think you can buy me and seduce me and impress me and…”

I stepped toward her and she suddenly stopped her tirade. She looked up at me and I couldn’t hold back. My lips crashed down against her mouth, inhaling her. My tongue slipped against hers, tasting the wine on her lips. She moaned the sweetest sound as I sucked against her lip and wrapped my good hand around her waist.

“Wait, wait.” She pushed back. “This is exactly what I was talking about.” Her eyes flared, but she wasn’t mad. I’d seen that look a thousand times. She was turned on.

“We both know why you came here tonight.” A woman like her never would have left her apartment if she didn’t want to. Driver or not. Persistence or not. She was interested in what I had to offer her.

“And why is that?” She put her hands on her hips.

“Because you know you want to get fucked properly.”

Her eyes turned to round saucers. “Excuse me? Are we going back to that nurse bit because I thought we had that all cleared up.”

I shook my head. “No, we’re doing the fucking hot, sexy doctor bit.” I kissed her neck and her head rolled back.

“This isn’t good. I know your type. I know this doesn’t mean anything to you. I’m just another conquest to the great Wes Blakefield.”

“And what exactly does it have to mean?” I held her chin with my finger and thumb. “Haven’t you ever had sex because you’re attracted to someone and you know it’ll feel fucking incredible?”

She lowered her eyelashes. “I don’t think so.”

“Then you’ve been missing out, Doc.” I brushed my lips over hers. It took everything in me not to devour her on the spot.

“I can’t.” She closed her eyes. “I’ll get fired.”

My left hand found the zipper on the back of her dress and threaded it down to her ass. The sleeves slipped off her shoulders.

“And who’s going to tell them?” I asked, peeling the fabric from her skin. Her breasts pointed toward me as the dress fell to the floor around her ankles. She was wearing a black lace thong.

Her chest heaved with heavy breaths. “I’ve never—this isn’t a good idea.”

“Shh.” I placed my finger over her bottom lip before pushing it into her mouth. She started sucking lightly and groaned as I pulled it out.

Her eyes opened. “I can’t sleep with you. This is a mistake.”

“Who said anything about sleeping?” I crushed my mouth over hers again, pulling her naked body against mine. My dick twitched inside my pants. All I had to do was bend her over the kitchen counter and with a flick of my zipper, I could thrust deep inside her. I slapped her ass and she squealed.

“Wes, I don’t think this is me. I’m not like your other girls.”

I whispered in her ear. “Why don’t you try it?” I slid my hand over the roundness over her ass. “Let me show you how much fun we can have.”

“And what kind of fun is that?”

“The dirty kind.” I grinned. “The kind that will make you feel so good, you’ll forget everything else in your life.”

She sighed. “You can do that?”

“Oh, yeah.” I nodded. “But you have to do as I say.”

Her sapphire eyes darted back and forth. “One night,” she stated.

I wasn’t going to give her a chance to change her mind. She was going to be mine.

“I want you to sit on the couch,” I ordered.

For a moment she hesitated, but stepped out of the dress and walked to the couch, slowly sitting on the center cushion.

I smiled. “Now I only have one good arm, Doc.” I sauntered over to her. “So you’re going to have to help me.”

She stared at me as I sank into the seat next her. I pushed against her chest until she was lying on the couch.

“Spread your legs.” My hand ran over her nipples and down the soft skin of her stomach. She didn’t move. “I said, spread your legs.” My voice was firm. I wasn’t used to repeating myself.

She moved one leg and then the other until I could see her beautiful center. I traced over the small patch of lace covering her clit and slid it to the side. She moaned as I slipped a finger inside her and curled it deep. She bucked off the couch. Damn, she was tight.

“God, I’m going to love fucking you.” I grinned as I lowered my head.

First I licked her thighs, kissing and sucking as I moved closer to where my finger was pumping in and out of her. Her head thrashed to the side as I gnashed my teeth once before sucking her clit.

“Oh, God!” Her legs fell to the side and I licked and sucked, tasting her with a thirst I’d never felt. My tongue plunged inside her as her walls squeezed against me. I flicked her tight little bud as I dipped in and out, over and over, while her hips frantically fought against me. Her hands were in my hair, and she was moaning and screaming as I picked up the pace.

With one long, slow lick I had her. She convulsed around me. Pulsing and mewing. I lapped at her juices while her body vibrated against my tongue. Just when I thought the crest had fallen, she started again, this time screaming my name, pressing my tongue deep inside her. I licked and sucked harder, wanting her, needing her. Loving every second I tasted her. I looked up, watching her writhe on the couch. Her nipples hard. Her beautiful body glistening while she came down from her orgasm. I’d never seen anything so fucking sexy in my life.

She ran her fingers through her hair, opening her eyes to catch me admiring her.

I kissed the inside of her thigh, and she let it fall to the side, hitting my right hand.

“Shit.” I winced.

“Oh God, I’m sorry.” Lennon scrambled from the couch to look at my hand.

“It’s fine.” The pain fired through my fingers up to my elbow.

“I can’t believe I did that.” She looked horrified. “When’s the last time you took something?”

“Really. I’m good.” I grinned at her. “How did that feel?”

“Like I just did something really, really bad.”

“You didn’t act like you felt bad.” I held my right hand to my chest, trying to forget the pain, and traced the side of her face with my good hand. I had tried to cut out the painkillers. I didn’t want to be on that shit any longer than I had to be.

She blushed. “I shouldn’t have let that happen.”

“But you liked it. And you weren’t thinking about anything else, were you?”

She shook her head. Her lips opened as I traced them with my fingertips. Her tongue toyed with the edges and I groaned. God, I wanted to fuck her beautiful mouth.

I let my finger run from her lips, down her throat, to her breast. I squeezed and twisted one of her nipples until she let out a cry.

I’d wanted to touch them since I met her. They were perfect, like the rest of her body. I lowered my mouth to take her nipple between my teeth. She bowed at the impact, but I felt her hips rock slowly as I sucked harder.

“Oh,” she moaned.

My cock strained against my pants. I was harder than a block of concrete. This woman was killing me. I wanted to fuck her every way possible. And I would.