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My fingers tighten on her thighs and that’s all the warning I give before sliding the rest of my cock into her. She cries out against my lips, as I impale her, pressing her down with my weight.

Christ,she’s so fucking tight!

“It’s okay, baby,” I whisper, trailing my lips down her chin and to the sensitive skin of her ear, giving her time to get adjusted to my girth.

Mine.

I slip a finger between us and rub her clit, until she’s writhing beneath me before pulling out and thrusting back into her warmth.

“Oh, yes,” she cries, her hands going to my arms but careful not to press on my wound.

“I can’t wait anymore sweetheart,” I grind down, my cock aching with the need for release.

“I know, me too,” she whispers, her eyes on mine. “Fuck me, Maverick. Please, make me yours.”

And so, I do.

With a loud snarl, I tighten my fingers on her thigh and rut into her, my thrusts fevered and uncontrolled. Her cries of pleasure fill up the room as I plow into her. I am obsessed with the image she creates with her head tossed back and arms spread above her.

She comes first, but I don’t slow down. Her back arches off the bed and her thighs tremble as I fuck her through her orgasm. Her pussy clamps hard against my cock and that’s all it takes before I am coming, spilling my seed into her.

Mine.

“Oh my God, Maverick,” Scarlett gasps, struggling to regain her breath. I brace an elbow over her head, to stop myself from crushing her, with the little strength I have left in my body.

I drop my head to her neck and commit her scent to memory. “Are you okay, baby girl?”

“I am,” she manages with a yawn. “My body feels like it’s floating; I could just sleep. You were right about helping me relax.”

“You rest, I’ll wake you up if I need to leave.”

“Okay,” she whispers, her voice slurred with exhaustion and it’s not long before her breathing evens out.

I watch her sleep as I reverently run my hands over her silky skin. I’ve never experienced this with anyone. A deep connection was built in such a short time. I am way too old to be playing games, so I intend to make her mine and not just for a single night.

I shift my head and brush my lips against the side of her head.

Scarlett is mine, heavens help anyone who tries to come between us.

Chapter Seven

Scarlett

I am in a great mood when I walk into work and I am determined that nothing will ruin it. Maverick asked me on a date and I can’t wait to see him after my shift ends. Just the memory of being with the man has my cheeks flaming.

I walk over to the nurse’s station and check to see my first patient for the day. Ivy, one of the nurse’s assistants, slides up beside me.

“You’re glowing Scarlett.” She says grinning at me. I smile back cheerfully. Ivy started working here a few weeks back and I felt an instant kinship with her. This place has been miserable for me, and I am so thankful to have a friend here now.

“I met someone,” I whisper back. But before I can say anything more, Meredith stomps up to us with a scowl on her face.

“I don’t pay you to stand here flapping your lips. Scarlett, you have patients to see and Ivy there is vomit all over the floor in room 119. Get to it.” She snaps.

I grab the patient clipboard and move away from her quickly, rushing down the hallway. Opening the door, I am hit with a sense of deja-vu as I stare at a now-familiar back.

“Hey, what are you doing here? Is everything okay?” I ask, resisting, the urge to climb into his lap and kiss him until we are both breathless.

He is definitely my patient right now. It’s wrong.

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