Page 21 of One Moment Please
He looks back at me with a pained look on his face. “I don’t have any condoms.”
“What?” I shriek, my jaw dropped. “How could younothave any condoms?”
“There are none in the drawer,” he snaps, his biceps flexing as he grips the back of his neck with both hands. “This is where I keep them.”
“How many women do you sleep with that you don’t even notice when you run out of condoms?” I stand and prop my hands on my hips.
“I don’t see how that’s any concern of yours,” he snaps. “It’s not like this is our fucking wedding night.”
“Oh, my God,” I groan, shoving him away from the nightstand to look for myself. “Trust me, Josh, when I dolled myself up tonight, you were the last man in the world I expected to sleep with. You’re a doctor. Don’t you get them for free or something?” My hands freeze as a light bulb goes off in my head. “My single girl clutch!”
“Your what?”
“My single girl clutch,” I exclaim, turning on my heel to look for something to throw on so I don’t flash his neighbors through the giant living room windows.
Swiping his dress shirt up off the floor, I toss it on, then nearly roll my ankle as I hurry down the hallway to where I left my clutch. When I return, Josh sits on the edge of the bed, running a frustrated hand through his hair. He watches me curiously as I dig into the side pocket and nearly scream when my hands touch a familiar square object.
My smile is victorious as I hold it out in front of him. He frowns at the wrapper. “Mercedes Lee Loveletter?”
I roll my eyes. “It’s my friend’s pen name. She’s an erotic romance novelist, and she passes these out at book signings.”
“What kind of author passes out condoms?” He stares up at me with dubious eyes.
“The sexy kind!” I retort, moving to thrust it into his hand.
He takes it with a look of disbelief on his face. “Seriously, what does she expect is going to happen at a book signing that will require condoms?”
“Would you stop trying to rationalize this and put the damn thing on?”
My words spur him into action, and before I can take a breath, the condom is on and we’re in his bed. Josh is on top of me, holding my hands down and kissing me fiercely.
I can hardly believe that I don’t even really like this guy.
I wrap my legs around him and murmur between kisses, “The kissing is hot and all, but I’m ready for us to do the damn thing.”
His breath huffs over my lips as he stares at my mouth. “Is that right?”
“Yes. We’re in your bed. We’re naked. I think we’re on the same page here, for the first time all day, so we should be working together, yeah?”
The corner of his mouth tilts into a smile as his eyes darken on mine. “Tell me exactly what you want, Lynsey.”
The sound of his voice uttering my name with so much wicked promise sends a jolt through my body, fluttering a whole lot like butterflies. Except this guy doesn’t give me butterflies. He gives me annoyance flies. Is that a thing? I shake off my lame thoughts and focus on what he just asked me. “You want me to tell you what I want…like sexually?”
He nudges his nose against my jaw, flicking his tongue along my neck before murmuring, “Tell me how bad you want my cock inside you.”
“Oh, my God,” I groan and turn my head away in mortification as my body erupts into nervous goose bumps.
He pulls back and stares down at me. “You just told me earlier you wanted me to spank you, but telling me you want my cock is too much?”
I bite my lip and blink. “I think I blacked out when that happened.”
“Sweetheart, my dick is fucking aching to be inside you. Just say the words, and I promise to make us both feel good.” He looks down at me with sensitive eyes that are equally as disarming as they are encouraging. My stomach does a little somersault.
Aw, heishuman. How sweet. I lick my lips and lift my head off the pillow to capture his mouth with mine, biting down on his plump lower lip before whispering, “Dr. Josh Richardson, I want your big dick inside me right fucking now.”
He pulls his head back and laughs.
“I can’t believe you’re laughing!” I exclaim, wishing I could knee him in the junk…if only my knees weren’t currently wrapped around his hips.
