Page 27 of Cherish

“I did enjoy it,” I say, meeting his dark stare. “But it was a one-time thing.”

“Why? Because of Dr. Dud?” He doesn’t wait for me to respond. He holds my hand in his and steers us away from the front door and into an elevator. I try to pull my hand from his, but he tightens his grip, sending shivers down my body. We slide into the elevator right before the doors close. Seconds later, we’re in the hospital garage as he leads me to his car.

He opens the passenger door and gestures for me to get in. I try to walk around him, but he surprises me when he leans down and places the gentlest of kisses on my cheek.

“Alex, I’ve been here since yesterday. I could have left two hours ago, but I waited for you. We need to have a long talk, but I need you to understand something first.” He leans back down and whispers in my ear, “I’m really into you. You’re all I’ve thought about since I dropped you off yesterday.”

He pulls back and strokes my hair again. “And despite how you think you should feel, I know you’re into me, too. Come home with me, please.” He holds my stare before his eyes dip down to my lips. He leans in, kissing them softly. His hands find my hips, and he pulls me flush against his body.

“Okay,” I say. “I’ll come home with you.”

We don’t speak the entire ride to his place. When he pulls around back to the detached garage, he helps me out and intertwines our fingers as we walk to his house. He pushes me against the wall the minute we walk through the front door.

“Hungry?” he asks, sucking on the base of my neck.

“Starving.” I turn my head and crush my mouth on his. I glide my hand into his hair and moan into his mouth, open my own, allowing him in, tasting him.

“Me too.” His hand finds its way up my skirt. He pushes my panties to the side and slides two fingers through my moist folds. “Shower with me.” He pulls away, swings me into his strong arms and runs down the hall to his room.

The room’s just like we left it. His clothes from our night of passion are still on the floor. The bed is still unmade, bringing back all the memories from two nights ago. The minute he sets me down, I pull his shirt over his head and toss it across the room.

Without looking away, he unzips my skirt, letting it pool at my feet. I slide my fingers up his chest. Having no control of my body, I jump into his arms and wrap both legs around him. Eager to taste him again, I cover his mouth with mine as he walks us into his massive bathroom.

It’s a dream bathroom, with a huge shower and a separate bathtub. The entire shower is made with gray tiles in various shades. Even the toilet has its own door. But his countertop is a complete mess filled with his things.

I don’t have much time to think about it because he walks us both into the shower. The water pressure pulls me out of my lust-filled haze.

“We’re still partially dressed, and I know you know the rules about wetting a black woman’s hair,” I say against his mouth. He puts me down and seconds later, we’re both naked, our clothes a soaking heap in the corner of the shower. He pushes me against the wall, lifting one of my legs and wrapping it around him. I feel his hard length tease my entrance. “I told you I was starving,” I rasp. I manage to get out of his grasp and sink to my knees in front of him. His cock slaps against my lips, so hard and looking angry. I do what I’ve been fantasizing about since our night together. I open my mouth and take him in.

CHAPTER 15

JASON

I walk out into my kitchen to find Alex with her head in my fridge and her ass sticking out. Despite my too big scrubs on her body, I can still see the outline of her ass. My dick immediately hardens. The shower was great. Hell, it was amazing. The best damn shower I’ve ever had, in fact. The girl’s mouth is a world of wonders all on its own. I came quickly, right in her perfect little mouth, and she drank every drop.

As soon as I came back down to earth, I had her pressed against the wall again, but this time, I had my head between her legs. She came quickly too. Much quicker than I did. Afterward, we took turns washing each other.

“I turn my back for a second, and I find you rummaging through my fridge again.” She freezes but continues her search. She finally stands up, holding a beer in one hand and a cupcake in another.

“I thought you hadn’t been home. How did you get more of these?” she asks, waving the beer in my face. I snatch it from her, open it and drink half of it before handing it back to her. I then snatch the cupcake from her.

“I have my ways. The beer you can drink, but this strawberry shortcake cupcake is for me and only me.” I take a step closer to her and point in her face. “Got that?”

She rolls her eyes. “I dare you to eat that without me. Dare you, Dr. Dupree.”

I lean down and kiss her cheeks.

“You are pretty cute. And your mouth works wonders.” I lean in for another kiss, but the doorbell interferes with my plans.

“We need to talk,” I tell her several minutes later after we’ve piled our plates with the Chinese food we ordered. The TV is on, but neither one of us is watching as we sit on the couch.

“We need to talk. Four words in the English language that will stop your heart,” she says right before she stuffs her mouth full of shrimp fried rice.

“I’d revive you, angel. I’m a doctor, remember?”

“How can I forget?”

“I want to talk and set a few things straight. You seemed annoyed with me when I caught up with you at the hospital.” I can see the blush creep across her face before she turns away from me. I set my plate on the coffee table, grab her chin and turn her gaze back to mine.

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