Free Playing Doctor by Jan Meredith Page A

of his neck. Gabe’s hand abandoned her breast to cup her jaw as he leaned around her and took possession of her lips. The kiss was hot and unapologetically carnal. “I can’t get enough of you.” He grazed the shell of her ear with his teeth, soothed it with his tongue. “Are you okay? Can you take me again?”
    That he would ask told her he would back away at her request. That he was concerned enough to ask made her want him even more. That he was hard for her again set her on fire.
    “Yes, I want you…I can take you…again.” He pressed the palm of his hand between her shoulder blades and gently urged her to bend forward until her hands rested on the edge of the tub, and then pulled his erection from between her legs.
    “Open for me.” The low command sent a jolt of lust straight to her core. Shifting, Beth widened her legs and he carefully pushed in. There was a moment of discomfort that caused her to tense. She felt him pull away, but tilted her pelvis, eased back and took all of him, rotating her hips as her hunger quickly built.
    “Like that, do you?” His hands smoothed down her back as he eased out of her and sank back in again.
    “Umm, yesss…” She glanced over her shoulder, robbed of further speech at the raw hunger in his eyes as he watched his cock slide in and out of her. Her pussy clenched, tightening around his shaft.
    “Fuck, that feels good. Squeeze me again. Yeah, just like that,” he gritted out.
    He squeezed her buttocks, and then slid his thumbs down, massaging the lips of her sex as he pumped and rolled his hips. Each time he pulled out, she tightened her inner muscles around him, squeezing his shaft and dragging a deep groan from his chest.
    He reached around, cupped her breast in one hand and thrust the other between her legs, teasing the swollen bundle of nerves above her clit. The position left her vulnerable, submissive. He curled over her, around her, covering her from neck to ankles. His arms banded around her, caging her to him.
    Beth sucked in a breath, waited for the panic to set in, but the weight of his big body pressing down on her back was anything but frightening. She felt…protected, cherished. It was the strongest kind of aphrodisiac. Her entire body throbbed with need.
    “Gabe, please,” she moaned, pushing her ass tighter against his belly. “I need…”
    “It’s okay, sweet. Let me take care of you,” he murmured. “I’ll give you everything you need.”
    He gave her that and more. His hands caressed and soothed, tormented and teased. He took her to the brink, held her poised on the edge, then pulled her back, only to drive her up again. For a moment, just this moment, nothing else existed but the burning fire raging between them.
    She could feel the supple muscles of his thighs tense and release against the backs of her own, the soft rub of his balls against the sensitive lips of her sex. His breath was hot and harsh against her neck as he whispered dark, sensual words of encouragement. Words that caused her to quiver and clench around him as he moved over her, around her, and so deep, deep inside her.
    Pleasure blew through her like a storm, and she abandoned herself to the sensations. Her need for him overrode everything else. Her breath came in low, surrendering moans, and when the tension built, he eased her over the edge so tenderly that when he came with her, her body was so sensitized to his she imagined she could feel him release inside her.
    She’d never known such gentleness, had never felt so…taken care of, never known, never dreamed that hands could feel so warm, so gentle, yet so demanding. The emotions that welled up inside her threatened to undo her. She feared that when the night was over and he was gone from her life, it would never be this good for her again.

Chapter Eight
    Gabe eased Beth down into the warm, swirling water. He settled back, rested his arms on the edge of the tub, and willed himself not touch her again…at least for