Page 22 of Remedy: Love In Scrubs
"We're working together," I reminded him, trying my best to deflect again. My objection sounded weak even to my own ears. "I'm supposed to be protecting your career."
"And who's protecting you?” he countered.
My heart hammered against my ribcage as Aries leaned closer, his cologne wrapping around me like a warm blanket. Again, I knew I should step back, create some distance between us, but my body refused to cooperate.
"I don't need protection," I added, trying to sound more confident than I felt. "I know exactly what I'm doing."
Before I could respond, his lips were on mine, and any coherent thought I had evaporated instantly. The kiss was gentle at first, almost questioning, but when I didn't pull away, it deepened into something hungry and desperate. I wrapped my arms around his neck, pressing myself against his solid chest as he backed me against the kitchen counter.
His hands were everywhere–in my hair, on my waist, and his touch lit my skin ablaze everywhere he touched. Finally, the need for air took over, and our lips broke away from one another.
“We’re supposed to be going over strategy for the supposed filing coming Monday.” I tried to insert dominance in my tone, but it was useless. I wanted more of his lips on mine, and hands roaming my body.
“We still have tomorrow,” Aries spoke into my mouth while simultaneously using his tongue to skillfully stroke alongsidemine. “Tell me you want this, Skylar. Please tell me I’m not making this shit up.”
“Mmm,” I moaned out. “You’re not making it up,” I admitted. “I’ve had a crush on you since we had eleventh grade Chemistry. I used to sit on the bleachers and watch your practices, hoping you would notice me.”
“Fuck, Sky. I’m sorry, baby.”
Yup, that was it… that was all the self-control I had.
“My room. Now.”
Aries chuckled as he nipped at my neck. “I don’t really need a bed, but if that’s what you want, lead the way.”
Well, fuck me!I thought. Now I was thinking about him bending me over the island. If I wasn’t planning on coming back to the food he brought, I’d definitely let him strip me bare.
“Another time. Right now, I want you in my bed.”
He lifted me effortlessly, and I wrapped my legs around his waist as he carried me through my living room toward the hallway. I couldn't believe this was happening. The girl who had fantasized about Aries Yerba for years was finally getting what she'd dreamed about.
"First door on the left," I whispered against his ear, letting my teeth graze his earlobe. The sound he made in response sent heat straight to my core.
When we reached my bedroom, he set me down gently. I went to reach for the light switch, but Aries’ deep voice filled the room first. “Leave it,” he said. We stood in front of one another as the moonlight filtered in, providing a sensual glow upon us. His hands moved from my shoulders, down my sides, and when hereached the hem of my sweater, he asked, "Can I?" His voice was filled with so much want and desire.
"Please," I breathed, lifting my arms as he pulled the soft material over my head.
His eyes darkened as they took in my chocolate-colored lace bra, and I felt powerful under his hungry gaze. He kept eye contact as his hands moved to the button of my jeans. He moved at a normal pace, but it felt like it was slow motion in my mind.
I had a feeling he was taking his time, giving me a chance to change my mind. Once the button and zipper were undone, instead of pulling my pants down, Aries reached up and cupped my face.
“Are you sure about this?” he asked. “Tell me now if you don’t want to cross this line. Because I plan on worshipping every inch of your body if you’re sure.”
Shivers tingled down my spine picturing everything he said. I knew it was guaranteed to be one hundred times better than my dream. Instead of a verbal answer, I went to remove my pants, and after I stepped out of them, I turned my attention to the clothes covering his body. It was my turn to undress him. I removed his shirt, with a little help from him because he was much taller than me. Aries’ jeans, though, that was all me. I unbuttoned and unzipped while I returned the heated gaze, he gave me when he was undressing me. Only, as I slid his pants down, I squatted so I could follow them to the floor. Then I untied his sneakers, helped him get his foot out of each one, and then guided his pants off his legs.
I moved my hands up his muscled calves, to his impressive, equally muscled thighs, until my eyes were level with the more than impressive bulge in his briefs. My fucking mouth watered.
I couldn't help myself. I leaned forward and mouthed his cock through the fabric of his briefs, inhaling his masculine scent and feeling the heat of him against my lips.
"Fuck," Aries hissed, his hand coming down to tangle in my hair.
I hooked my fingers into the waistband of his briefs and slowly pulled them down, revealing his impressive length. My breath caught in my throat. He was magnificent—thick, long, and already glistening at the tip.
"You're staring," he said, his voice strained with need.
"Just admiring the view," I replied, looking up at him through my lashes. I wrapped my hand around his shaft, stroking him slowly as I maintained eye contact. "You're even more impressive than I imagined."
"You've been imagining this?" he asked, a smirk playing on his lips.
