Sinful Doctor: Sinful Reads

She looks phenomenal.

Tight black dress.

Tits pushed up and overspilling.

Her long red hair in tight curls and I am desperate to intwine my fingers inside.

Long tanned legs and killer heels that I want wrapped around my back.

Sloane walks in, clearly in shock at her admission and hands her an old fashioned and I smirk as he sits next to me. I lean across and whisper in his ear, “Seems like she is over your shit, mate.”

He rolls his eyes and shoves me away which causes me to laugh.

“Harper,” Sloane clears his throat, “you remember my brother, Sebastian, don’t you?”

“Hmm,” she crinkles her brow and taps her finger against those luscious full lips as if she is thinking, and then I see the smirk that draws over her face. “Of course I do, how could I forget your insanely hotter brother Sebastian,” her cheeks flush with a hint of red.

That’s my girl.

“Hotter?” Sloane sits forward on the edge of his seat.

And she nods.

“I’m clearly hotter.”

“Erm, I don’t think so.” She winces as he says the words and fuck, I like this Harper.

“I get it, you’re pissed off with me, don’t keep using him as bait.”

“Oh, I’m not.” She stands and walks across the rugged area and lowers herself down in front of him. “You see the thing is Sloane, whilst you fucked me, I was thinking about him,” she slowly turns her head towards me and gives me a wink and my cock is hard in an instant. “Just popping to the ladies,” she says all innocently as she walks off, but we both know there is nothing innocent about her.

That glimmering halo that once hovered over her head has now fallen slightly and been cracked by two devil horns.

And I am fucking feral for her.

Both our eyes cast over our shoulders as we watch the way she walks down the hallway and disappears.

“What the fuck?” Sloane runs his hand through his hair and I kind of feel bad for him, sort of, in a big brother caring kind of way.

“Not the outcome you were hoping for?” I smirk as I take a sip of my drink.

“She thought about you?” he snarls as he looks at me and I shrug.

“I’m sure she was doing that to hurt you… you did hurt her after all,” I admit and let the glass rest on my knee.

“But still… you’re my brother…”

“And?”

He stays silent.

“You fucked up, Sloane. You. Not her… You.”

I lean forward and place my glass on the small side table.

“If you’ll excuse me,” I push to stand and follow in the direction she headed.

“Where are you going?” he calls out.

To find my girl.

Floating down the hallways, my heart drums in my chest as I step closer to where she is hiding. Knocking softly on the door, she doesn’t answer.

Slowly and gently twisting the handle I push on the door, head popping around and that’s when I see her.

Eyes all wide and glassy.

She’s been crying.

“Baby,” I rasp as I step closer to her, hands cupping her face as tears roll down her cheeks. “What’s wrong?”

“I just feel overwhelmed, and it felt so good getting that out.” She nods, palming her tears away.

I place a soft kiss on her forehead and hum as her scent consumes me.

“You smell good,” I murmur against her skin and she laughs softly.

“Did you shower me off you?” she steps back and looks at me all doe eyed.

“Reluctantly, yes,” I sigh, both hands in my pockets as I step away from her and look over at the door. “Desperate to have you again, my body covered in your scent,” I say quietly as my eyes finally land back on hers.

“Then have me,” she whispers, her trembling fingers playing with the hem of her dress and lifting it a little higher up her thigh exposing her glorious skin.

I cast my eyes back over towards the door.

This is risky, but I would be mad to turn her down.

“How quick can you come…” I step towards her, fingers gripping her chin as I lift her emerald eyes to mine.

“Depends how well you fuck, Seb.”

And I fucking growl, fingers grabbing the hem of her dress and tugging it around her waist.