He got up, brushing his hands and grimacing
at the damage to the room. He checked on the little girl, seeing she was being
assessed by Dr. Hale. She asked Edward if he would assist her, but he couldn’t
since he was in charge in the emergency room. Rose nodded, rolling the girl out
of the room. Edward checked on the other patients before heading into the
doctor’s lounge. He had the urge to check, to protect, the fragile and terrified
Dr. Isabella Swan. Stepping inside, he saw her, curled up near the doorway and
trying to calm down. He got down on the floor with her, cupping her cheek. “I
think it’s over, Isabella.” She nodded, unconsciously pressing her cheek
against his hand. A low rumble made the lockers vibrate. She shot up and Edward
did something he never thought he’d ever do again.
He pulled her into his arms and pressed his
lips to hers.
Bella was
shocked, but melted against him, reveling in the softness of his mouth. He nipped
at her lips, sliding his tongue into her mouth. They broke apart, staring into
each other’s eyes. The earthquake stopped, but they both were still trembling.
Edward crashed his mouth against hers, picking her up by the thighs. She
moaned, her hands flying to his hair and locking her legs around his waist. He
carried her away from the door, flipping the lock as he passed.
Pinning her
against the wall near the lockers, he rolled his hips against her warmth. She
felt his hardness. He was not a pencil-dick like she assumed. Dr. Asshole was
packing.
Was he an asshole?
“Stop
thinking,” Edward growled.
“Not
thinking, I’m impressed,” she replied, rocking her hips. Edward smiled, a rare
smile that lit up his whole face, but was filled with all things sexual and
carnage. He kissed her again, his hands massaging her ass. Bella wanted to
touch as well, but was limited to his hair since his body hand sandwiched her
between the wall and his muscular body. He bit down on her lip, causing Bella
to gasp. He chuckled, kissing down her jaw and sucking on her ear while his
hand slid underneath the patriotic scrub top. She tore the top from her body,
revealing a red lacy bra.
“Fuck,”
Edward said, looking at her perfect tits. He cupped them, moving his mouth back
to her neck and inhaling her sweet scent. Bella leaned back, her head thrown
against the wall as her fingers tangled into his soft, messy bronze hair. His
lips moved from her neck. “Do you want this?”
Wow!!!! So hot!!!!
ReplyDeleteWoohoo! I'm thinking he's taking Emmett's suggestion well in hand, eh? Hot! Thank you, JB!!! Can't wait;)
ReplyDeleteOMG.....This story is going to keep me up nights...but I don't care. Love it
ReplyDeleteMy poor husband is about to be pounced! Awaiting the chapter with glee.
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