Wednesday, March 12, 2008

Pursuing Mrs. Regrets - Ch. 4.2

When Delia heard the door close behind her doctor, her eyes snapped open. Soon the gravity of what just happened fell heavily upon her shoulders. She yanked the covers up to hide her face, despite the fact that there was no one else currently in the room. If only she could just disappear altogether.

He must think I’m a skank, Delia thought, recalling the look of shock she’d seen upon Dr. Seeger’s face before her eyes closed in ecstasy.

How did this happen?

Why did this happen?

I know I ain’t been with a man in a long time, but dang, Delia mused, not really sure how to feel right now.

Yet she did know one thing. She was getting the heck out of here…now!

* * *

Thankfully Royal made it to his office without running into anyone in the hallway. He closed the door behind him for the first time since he joined the practice.

Royal needed a moment to himself today. A moment to collect his thoughts and stop shaking. A moment for the desire in his veins to simmer and burn out. Bump his previous open door policy. There was an exception to every rule, wasn’t there?

Delia Valentine was the first patient Royal had ever wanted to make love to. Had ever wanted to deplete his considerable stamina with. In every possible way imaginable.

Delia had been so beautiful in ecstasy. The sounds she’d made had been so tantalizing. Her rivers…they’d beckoned him to come in for a swim. A long one. In the deep end.

Yet Royal had resisted that temptation like a good doctor should. Now he was paying for it with a body so hard he could probably drill a hole in the wall. Hands-free.

As a man, it had brought Royal unbelievable pleasure to see Delia in passionate bliss. As a physician, it brought him even more pleasure to know that he was responsible for that bliss. That his handiwork was the reason she could react so intensely to the slightest stimulation from a man.

Taking slow deep breaths in and releasing them just as slowly, Royal forced his body to do what he’d come in here to do in the first place – calm down. Then after a prompt washing of the hands and a few more deep breaths, he ventured back down to exam room seven.

© 2008 by Suprina Frazier

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