of madness. And while we’re on the subject, I’m also the man who’s not about to let Walter-boy think he has a fucking shot with you. I told you Skye. We are happening. It’s better he knows now, before I have to beat the hell out of him. Which I will still do, if he doesn’t stop looking at your tits like he has been.”
“Oh my God! I think I hate you now!”
“Is that anyway to treat the love of your life? Now smile, Walter-boy is coming back over here,” I tell her, pulling her back to me and squeezing her ass.
“I’ll kill you for this,” she growls.
“Sure, right after you explain why your boss seems to think he has a shot with you.”
“What?” she stutters, and I was right. Oh Walter-boy has been putting the moves on my woman. Good thing I got here today. “Smile, it’s show time, lover,” I whisper.
“That was Dr. Hoffensinger. The emergency bioprosethic valve replacement surgery is a go. I had thought it would be something you’d like to scrub in on, but of course if your attention is diverted, I can find…”
“No! No, I want to be there, Walter. You know how important this is to me,” Skye speaks up and the way she keeps calling him Walter annoys the fuck out of me.
“Very well, if you want, you can walk with me,” he answers, looking between us, and I don’t think it’s my imagination when I notice the way he’s looking at me—as if he has won a battle. He might have, but I don’t think Walter realizes, just what kind of war I can wage.
“Definitely,” she says and pulls away from me. That annoys me too, but I don’t let her go. I let her walk until the grip I have on her hand pulls her back. She looks over her shoulder, as if she just remembers I’m standing here. That definitely pisses me off.
“Bull, I need to…”
I jerk her back so that she stops mid-sentence. She falls onto my chest. Her hands brace against me and I like the way her nails bite into my skin. I put my fingers under her chin and bring her face up to mine. Her warm breath stutters over my chin and neck. Awareness runs through my body. Why does she feel so perfect in my arms?
“You forgot to kiss me goodbye, Doc. That can’t be allowed,” I warn her and then my lips find hers. I drink from her, my tongue seeking hers out. It takes some coaxing but when my hand cups her breast, her tongue starts sliding against mine, dancing against it. The kiss deepens, and I swallow the moan she gives when my thumb brushes against her plump nipple. I can tell, even through her clothes and lab coat, that her nipples are big. Fuck, I’d love to have them in my mouth to tease and torture….
“Really! Doctor Walker!”
Fucking, Walter . I’m going to have to do something to take care of that fool. Skye’s body goes rigid and she pulls away from me. Her eyes seek mine out, hers are full of confusion, but her lips are swollen and well kissed. By me. Which is what I wanted.
She doesn’t say anything, instead she follows Walter-boy out. When she gets to the door she looks back at me. I don’t know what it means, but when she licks her lips, I figure it can’t be all bad.
AW
She touched him! I don’t like that at all. I thought getting her away from Judy would help, but apparently I was wrong. Instead, Skye acts upon the carnal thoughts Judy put in her mind. He’s pushing her into something she doesn’t want. I can see it in her eyes, but if she doesn’t start staying him away I will have to act.
I’m not ready. Things like this can’t be rushed. It looks like I will have to bring Skye down to the bottom so I can be the one to console her. She needs to learn it is me that she can turn to. She must learn that I am her salvation, her master.
It makes me sad that it must be this way. Why does she make it more painful? Does she crave it? That’s something to consider. I will watch her a little longer to see exactly what path I must take. I have to be careful. I don’t want this to end wrong like the
“Oh my God! I think I hate you now!”
“Is that anyway to treat the love of your life? Now smile, Walter-boy is coming back over here,” I tell her, pulling her back to me and squeezing her ass.
“I’ll kill you for this,” she growls.
“Sure, right after you explain why your boss seems to think he has a shot with you.”
“What?” she stutters, and I was right. Oh Walter-boy has been putting the moves on my woman. Good thing I got here today. “Smile, it’s show time, lover,” I whisper.
“That was Dr. Hoffensinger. The emergency bioprosethic valve replacement surgery is a go. I had thought it would be something you’d like to scrub in on, but of course if your attention is diverted, I can find…”
“No! No, I want to be there, Walter. You know how important this is to me,” Skye speaks up and the way she keeps calling him Walter annoys the fuck out of me.
“Very well, if you want, you can walk with me,” he answers, looking between us, and I don’t think it’s my imagination when I notice the way he’s looking at me—as if he has won a battle. He might have, but I don’t think Walter realizes, just what kind of war I can wage.
“Definitely,” she says and pulls away from me. That annoys me too, but I don’t let her go. I let her walk until the grip I have on her hand pulls her back. She looks over her shoulder, as if she just remembers I’m standing here. That definitely pisses me off.
“Bull, I need to…”
I jerk her back so that she stops mid-sentence. She falls onto my chest. Her hands brace against me and I like the way her nails bite into my skin. I put my fingers under her chin and bring her face up to mine. Her warm breath stutters over my chin and neck. Awareness runs through my body. Why does she feel so perfect in my arms?
“You forgot to kiss me goodbye, Doc. That can’t be allowed,” I warn her and then my lips find hers. I drink from her, my tongue seeking hers out. It takes some coaxing but when my hand cups her breast, her tongue starts sliding against mine, dancing against it. The kiss deepens, and I swallow the moan she gives when my thumb brushes against her plump nipple. I can tell, even through her clothes and lab coat, that her nipples are big. Fuck, I’d love to have them in my mouth to tease and torture….
“Really! Doctor Walker!”
Fucking, Walter . I’m going to have to do something to take care of that fool. Skye’s body goes rigid and she pulls away from me. Her eyes seek mine out, hers are full of confusion, but her lips are swollen and well kissed. By me. Which is what I wanted.
She doesn’t say anything, instead she follows Walter-boy out. When she gets to the door she looks back at me. I don’t know what it means, but when she licks her lips, I figure it can’t be all bad.
AW
She touched him! I don’t like that at all. I thought getting her away from Judy would help, but apparently I was wrong. Instead, Skye acts upon the carnal thoughts Judy put in her mind. He’s pushing her into something she doesn’t want. I can see it in her eyes, but if she doesn’t start staying him away I will have to act.
I’m not ready. Things like this can’t be rushed. It looks like I will have to bring Skye down to the bottom so I can be the one to console her. She needs to learn it is me that she can turn to. She must learn that I am her salvation, her master.
It makes me sad that it must be this way. Why does she make it more painful? Does she crave it? That’s something to consider. I will watch her a little longer to see exactly what path I must take. I have to be careful. I don’t want this to end wrong like the
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