Playing Doctor by Jan Meredith

what she wanted, what she needed tonight. She needed strong arms holding her against a long, muscled body, rough hands skimming over her skin…the smooth glide of a hard cock inside her.
    She slid a sidelong glance at Gabe and watched the city lights play across his face. Yeah, she knew exactly what she needed, what she wanted, and who she wanted giving it to her. But he was quiet now, his elbow resting on the car door and his thumb absently tapping his mouth, a thoughtful frown worrying his brow as he concentrated on the traffic. The silence was killing her.
    “Talk to me. Tell me what you’re thinking.”
    Gabe pulled into the hotel parking lot and cut the engine. Hooking his wrist over the steering wheel, he turned and looked at her. “ I’m not ready to end this, and I think… hope we’re on the same track. If not, then I apologize, but I think you should invite me up so we see where this goes.”
    She was surprised and so very relieved to hear his words echo her own thoughts. There was no second-guessing what he was suggesting, no point in pretending otherwise. The anticipation sent a shimmer of excitement through her. Adrenaline raced through her veins at what she was about to say, what she was about to do.
    “Yes, I’d like that,” she murmured, her voice a little shaky. When Gabe heaved out a sigh of relief and reached for her, she held up her hand. “But I have a stipulation.”
    The expression on his face would have been comical if the situation wasn’t so emotionally charged, and Beth almost smiled. She’d bet her new stethoscope he was expecting her to say, no sex. Well, he couldn’t be further off the track. She wanted everything he could give her…and more.
    “I have no room for romance or a relationship in my life, nor do I want it. I want no complications, and you can expect the same from me. This is for one night only,” she said.
    Gabe nodded. The relief on his face told her they were of the same mindset where emotional involvement was concerned. Good.
    “You should know that I’m free of any sexually transmitted disease. I was tested after my husband died.” She continued when he nodded again. “What we’re considering is sex, pure and simple, between two consenting adults, nothing more. Are we agreed?”
    “No.”
    For a moment, Beth wasn’t sure she’d heard him correctly. “No?”
    “No. I have a couple of stipulations of my own.”
    Well, she certainly hadn’t expected this. Beth shifted in her seat. Wary and more than a little apprehensive, she said, “Please, go on.”
    “First off, you should also know that I’ve never had an STD in my life. Secondly, I agree with the no romance, no relationship, no complications part and that we’re considering consensual—emphasis on the sensual— sex,” he corrected.
    Gabe leaned across the seat, drove his fingers in her hair, took her mouth and her breath along with it. It was quick and thorough, a little rough with urgency. “Now, my stipulations.” He looked at her, his eyes grave. “You set the comfort level in everything we do. I want you to know you’re safe with me. I’ve been hard for you since the moment I first saw you. I want you easy and slow, hard and fast.” His gaze dropped to her mouth, the rough pad of his thumb skimmed over her bottom lip, and what he said next took her breath away. “I want to feel you come around my cock and against my mouth, and more than anything, I want to feel you swallow me deeper than I’ve ever been swallowed before. I want you on your back, straddling my hips, and on your hands and knees. It can be sweet and innocent or I can flat out fuck you until you can’t walk if that’s the way you want it, but there will be nothing pure or simple about it. Are we agreed?”
    Heat rippled over her sex. Her nipples tightened until even the soft satin of her bra felt abrasive. She couldn’t form a response, could only nod as she stared into his heavy-lidded, lust-filled eyes. His words