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“Oh, not the full name,” he murmured, his eyes dropping to my lips and then up again. “I’m going to lie you down on the bed. Don’t put weight on your knee.”

I started to object, but then he withdrew his fingers, leaving me frustrated and empty. After stripping off his gloves and tossing them next to his bag, he wrapped his cool arms around my hot torso, pressing another kiss full of need and longing to my lips. He tightened his hold, and standing with me in his arms, he tilted me back until I lay on the mattress. Before my legs could fall off the edge, he lifted my right leg carefully, and after twisting the chair, he placed the back of my knee on the surface. It kept it bent at a comfortable angle without putting strain on the tendons.

I huffed, sweaty and so acutely desperate to have him inside of me, I almost kicked the chair away. “It’s fine. Cal, it doesn’t even hurt.”

He clicked his tongue in censure, leaning his weight on his hands and bridging over me. “So hasty for someone who takes forever.”

I gave him a tight-lipped glower. “You’re very funny.”

“I told you I’m competitive, Shortstop,” he said low as he lowered his mouth to mine, kissing me softly. “But even if you do take all night, just know I’m enjoying every moment.”

“I’m not,” I gusted out, grasping his shirt at the front and tugging it up frantically. I didn’t have room to think whether I “deserved” this or not. I didn’t have any brain space left for self-consciousness about what he thought of my extra belly fat or my hips that were three sizes wider than the Hollywood standard. I had no room in my entire, furnace-hot body for anything buthim—for anything but wanting him. “I can’t take it anymore. Please.”

Grinning, Cal reached behind him and removed his shirt. His abdominal muscles bunched and tightened as he tore the shirt over his head and tossed it aside.

I stared at him in wonder. He was perfect. He wasn’t like the romance covers would have us believe, with dinner rolls for abs and cut pectorals like slabs of meat. He was smooth and strong, his skin taut over his well-honed body, and the way his arms flexed as he moved made my breath catch in my throat.

Then his hands were at the button on his pants, and he undid it before shucking down his pants. I stared at the bulge at the front of his gray briefs.Is there a sock in there? No way that’s all him.

Cal planted his hands on either side of my ribs, bending over me again and dropping a kiss just above my nipple. “God, you’re gorgeous,” he breathed against my skin. The warmth sent a tingle over my nipple and straight between my legs.

I groaned, twisting under him. “You’re killing me.”

“You’re still coherent,” he replied with amusement, flicking out a tongue over my nipple. “Don’t even start with me.”

Agony. Pure, exalted, delicious agony. That was the only way to describe what Cal did to my body. He pulled my nipple between his teeth, sucking hard, and then gentling the motion so he could flick the bud with his tongue. I arched, gasping and digging my nails into his arms. He worked that nipple for what seemed like forever, ratcheting up my arousal to a fever pitch. Then he moved to the other, and I dug my nails into his firm biceps so hard, I knew I was leaving marks. He flicked and suckled, circling my nipple and then letting off just enough that the next touch would drive me wild. The muscles at my core clenched, and I felt alarmingly close to breaking into an orgasm. “Stop,” I gasped.

Cal did, lifting away from me immediately with concern in his eyes. The sunlight from the window behind me slanted across his face, illuminating his bronze hair with an ambrosial glow that was only made softer by the natural lack of clarity in my vision. “What is it?”

“I almost… I mean I was about to—” I panted, swallowing. “You know.”

A slow smile crept up to his eyes. “You little liar. Here Ithought I’d get hours.”

“I wasn’t lying,” I coughed out with a laugh.

“Well, then your partners were.” He bent down close again, to kiss the spot on my neck that had given me shivers earlier. “I was drawing you out, but now I think I should just go for a home run. How many times can I make you come, Shortstop? Two?” He kissed lower, scraping his teeth across my sensitive skin. “Three? Four?”

“Jesus,” I squeezed out. I lifted my breasts to meet his mouth as he reached my right nipple.

“Five?” Cal lapped at my nipple, and I squirmed.

“I’m begging you forone.”I threaded my fingers through his soft, thick hair. “Please.”

Chuckling again, he reached between us. His hand, so much colder than my feverish body, skimmed down my left thigh until he reached the back of my knee. He folded it up and pinned it to the outside of his thigh. The length of his erection pressed hard between my legs, even through his briefs. He lifted my hips with his left hand and reached between us to lightly smooth his fingers through my slick arousal with the other. “Hang tight while I grab a condom.”

I screwed up my face. “Oh shit. Birth control.”

He puffed out a laugh, bending to the side to fish a condom out of his pants pocket before standing again. He kept my left leg bent at the side of his hip, spreading me wide and pressing me against him in a way that left me wanting. He tore open the foil packet with his teeth, arching one brow. “I know you aren’t onit. You sent over your records this morning… or lack thereof.”

“That’s a little creepy, Doctor,” I said, sitting up on my elbows to watch him. I was dying to see what he looked like. I would sell my soul to actuallyfeelhim.

“It’s a little reckless ofyou, Doctor,” he volleyed back.

“True,” I muttered.

When Cal freed his length from his briefs, sliding them down his powerful thighs, I had to bite my lip to keep from releasing a sound of surprise. It hadn’t been a sock. It was him—all several, hard inches of him. I reached up to touch my glasses, only to find that they weren’t there. Good thing. They probably would have fogged over.

Cal smoothed the condom over his cock, and I stared in unabashed wonder. “Hey,” I said, my voice cracking. “You uh… did you plan on telling me you had a massive dick or were you just going to impale now and ask for forgiveness later?”