"Hello, Amy," he greeted her, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth as his dark lustful gaze wandered down to her chest. He was leaning against the wall just outside of the men's room, hands tucked in his pockets.
Just when she thought her heart couldn't possibly beat any faster, it did. She stood there for a few long seconds, attempting to find her voice. "Chr-Christian...I-uh, hi. What are you doing here?"
"Well," he said, "after my brother and cousin's thoroughly inappropriate remarks and topic of conversation drove you away, I decided I'd come and check on you."
"Oh..." She smiled coyly, leaning against the wall across from him. "That's sweet."
He closed the distance between them, stepping up beside her, his shoulder pressed against the wall. "How are you?"
"I-I'm fine...better now, doctor." Or at least she was until he appeared with his deep sexy, partially accented voice and those hypnotic eyes.
"Really? Are you absolutely sure about that?"
She blinked. "Yes...sir."
Christian's eyes lit up with a smile. Clearly, her use of the name "Sir" had pleased him. "Somehow I doubt that. There's a hesitation in your voice, a nervous tension in your body and an unmistakable anxiety in your face."
Holy shit...this man could read her like a book. How did he do that?
He pressed two fingers to her neck, her eyes falling shut with a gasp and a whimper, her shaking knees nearly causing her to slide down the wall. "Tachycardic...once again, just as I suspected. As a matter of fact, every time I've put my hands on you this evening, you've experienced the same fluctuation in your heart rate. Why is that?"
She opened her eyes and sighed, lust now clouding her gaze. "Well, y-you're the h-heart doctor, sir, I don't know."
A ghost of a smile appeared on his face. "Yes, I am, which is why I'm concerned. Now either it's the beginnings of an arrhythmia, or..." He slid forward, pressing himself closer to her, his much larger body pinning her against the wall. She gasped softly as she felt his arousal press against her thigh, his eyes penetrating her all the way down to her core. "It's your body's naturally heightened response to sexual arousal. What do you think, Amy?"
Amy bit her lip and whined, her hands going to his shoulders. "I-I-I think...it's both."
Grabbing her wrists, he lifted her arms above her head and pinned them against the wall. Before she had time to catch her breath let alone process what was happening, his lips were crushing hers in a hard and passionate kiss. She moaned at the kiss, at the way he instantly took charge, vaginal muscles clenching, her arousal fully awakened and sliding down her thighs all over again.
Sweet mother of God! This was what she had been waiting for since she first laid eyes on him and now that it was happening, it felt like nothing short of a dream. Her heart was slamming against her rib cage and with him being this close, she had a feeling he could feel its pulsation too. If not through her chest, then at least her wrists. She could feel one of his thumbs pressed to the artery, and that only succeeded to make her wetter.
"Oh-doctor," she moaned, the sound muffled by his lips. She slid one of her feet between his legs, dragging it up towards his thigh. As his mouth closed around the pulse of her neck, she gasped loudly, her knees giving out and her body beginning to slide down the wall. "Need...C...P...R, doctor. Please...now."
"I've got you." One of Christian's strong arms slipped around her waist, that same hand grabbing her ass and hoisting her up, helping her get her footing again. "That's it...atta girl." He turned his head to murmur in her ear. "I've got you, my darling."

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How To Catch A Submissive (How To Series Book 1)
RomanceSassy and rebellious college student, Amy Gellar (Phoebe Tonkin), always had an obsession with erotic romance novels, often fantasizing about being the submissive in a BDSM relationship or feeding her medical fetish as the patient at the mercy of a...