Page 88 of Accidental Doctor Daddy

I dug my other fingers into his scalp, desperate for something to cling to. But then he crawled up me, unable to hold back any longer. He couldn’t pick a spot to stay at—his energy too frenetic. He climbed on top of me, and thrust in, fitting tightly. We groaned together—relief? Longing? Both?

It wasn’t five strokes before he rolled us over, me on top. He held my hips tightly again, fingertips almost bruising. He needed a roughness to this, so I gave it to him. I bucked on his cock, finding the energy from somewhere deep inside. His eyes rolled back as he thrust up into me, growling, “Yes, baby, that’s it. Fuck!”

The more he wanted it, the more I wanted to give it to him. Our limbs tangled, the quiet of the apartment broken by our ragged moans and the rustle of sheets. I felt him tremble, like he was pouring all his turmoil into each thrust, each kiss, needing a physical release from everything unsaid.

I tried not to think about how fleeting this might be—how he might slip away come morning. Instead, I gave in to the torrent of sensation, matching his fervor stroke for stroke. My nails raked his shoulders, the friction of our bodies pushing me into a dizzy spiral of pleasure. When the climax hit, I choked out his name, tears pricking my eyes.

He muffled a groan, clutching at me as he arched his back as he came. A moment later, we collapsed together, breath shuddering in the hush. I turned my face against his chest, inhaling his scent. The coil of unanswered questions tightened again, but at least for now, we were together.

Long minutes passed with no words. I lay there, mind racing even as my body hummed with aftershocks. I wondered about what prompted this visit, half tempted to pry. But the raw look in his eyes when I first opened the door flickered through my memory, so I didn’t ask about that.

Eventually, I edged upright, brushing back the sweat-damp hair from his brow. “Dom? Are we…okay?”

“I don’t know,” he admitted, voice low. “Everything’s a mess, but being with you—this helps.”

“Then talk to me,” I said, letting a slight whine creep in despite my intentions. “I’m not a mind reader.”

He squeezed his eyes shut. “I will. Just…not tonight. Let me hold you.”

Dammit. Part of me flared with anger, but the bigger part ached at his sincerity.He’s drowning.

I exhaled, forcing myself to relent. “Okay,” I said softly, biting my lip to keep from pushing further. “But soon, Dom. We can’t keep…burying everything with sex. No matter how much we both need it.”

“Soon,” he echoed. The single word lacked conviction, but he pulled me closer, tucking my head under his chin.

I sighed, letting him envelop me. My eyes drifted to the half-open door, where the faint shape of the bassinets reminded me we weren’t alone in this.The twins deserve two parents who don’t hide from each other.

Dom’s hand stroked my back methodically, almost like he was lulling himself to sleep with the motion. The tension in his body began to ease, if only slightly, and I felt him settling into the silence. I bit my tongue, swallowing the urge to press for details about Leo or the hospital or his entire life.

Now’s not the time,I told myself.He came to me. I won’t drive him away by demanding too much.

My thoughts didn’t settle. Anxiety about tomorrow, about Winner at work, about everything, all jostled for space in my mind. Yet the warmth of his skin, the reassuring weight of his arm around my waist, anchored me enough to keep the fear at bay.

He must’ve sensed I was still on edge, because he slid his hand lower, fingers kneading gently at my hip, a new spark flaring in his gaze. “C’mere,” he whispered, voice husky.

A wave of heat flushed through me. Normally, I might have teased him about not giving me time to recover, but the intensity in his eyes stopped me cold. He needed another escape, or maybe he just wanted to drown himself in sensation. Either way,I found I wanted it, too—anything to feel closer to him, even if it meant ignoring everything else.

I leaned in, kissing him with a slower, deeper urgency this time. We twisted until he licked my neck, claiming me. He groaned my name again, burying his face there, teeth grazing my throat in a way that made me gasp. We moved together in a slow dance, my worries receding under the molten swell of desire.

This time, things were different. Lingering and languorous. He rolled me onto my side, and spooned me, methodically working himself into me from behind, one incredibly slow thrust at a time. His arm belted my waist to keep me close to him, until eventually, his fingers found my clit once again.

The deeper he thrust, the more he played with me there, timing them together. Inches of him stroked me just right on the inside, and those fingertips played me like his favorite instrument. I shuddered against him, unable not to. He growled in my ear, “That’s it, baby. You’re going to come for me.”

I almost gasped that I would, but my breath was stolen by my orgasm as I struggled to breathe. He poured himself into me a moment later as he bit my shoulder.

When it ended, a quieter sort of peace settled around us. He gathered me against his chest, both of us slick with sweat. I inhaled, letting the quiet hum of the city slip back into focus. Outside, traffic rumbled somewhere in the distance, but here, we might as well have been in a cocoon of secret wants and fears.

Dom stroked my hair, breath warm against my ear. He just murmured my name like a prayer, and the slow, steady sound of him drifting toward sleep. The last flicker of frustration in me wanted to shake him, force him to share what was on his mind. But I stayed put, tethered by the solace of his embrace.

Minutes blurred into an hour, or maybe two. I couldn’t sleep, mind buzzing with half-formed thoughts of what tomorrow might bring. But as his fingers traced idle patterns on my arm,I felt my resistance crumble under the combined weight of exhaustion and tenderness.

In the end, I let my eyes close, a swirl of emotions locked behind my ribs.He’s complicated. I love him anyway.

Chapter 34

Dom

You came here to talk.

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