Chapter 182: Doctor Doctor
Clara stood.
Inviting. Erotic.
Kael’s pulse raced, his hazel eyes locked on her, the gym’s distant clanks fading, the scent of her antiseptic mingling with her skin’s warmth.
Clara stepped closer, her lab coat rustling, her voice low, sultry.
"Been a long damn time since we fucked, Kael. What, now that you got money, you forgot me?"
Kael’s grin flashed, his voice smooth, teasing, his t-shirt creased from the day.
"Forget you, Clara? Your stiches are still carved into my skin, every shower, every glance in the mirror—it’s you I see." He closed the gap, his hand grazing her hip, the lab coat’s edge brushing his fingers, her skin hot, sparking heat through him.
"Just been saving the best for last, you know."
"Best, huh?" Clara’s lips curled, her green eyes glinting, her hand trailing up his chest, nails grazing his t-shirt, her touch electric.
"Show me you still got it, hero." Her breasts pressed against him, nipples hardening, her voice a challenge, the air thick with their heat, her pussy brushing his jeans, a damp tease.
Kael’s hands slid under her lab coat, cupping her ass, squeezing her firm curves, his fingers digging in, her moan soft, her thighs parting, her pussy’s warmth radiating.