STORY EXCERPT

Phoenix

“We’re behind in your recovery. You should have started physical therapy a few days after your surgery. That’s okay. We’ll get you all caught up in no time.” The girl's chipper tone only serves to pick at my nerves.

Being stuck in this house, this bed, this cast is tormenting my soul. “What the fuck is this, Eli? I don't need this therapy bullshit. What I need is that quack of a doctor to remove this cast. Then I can get the hell out of here and get back to work.” I fold my arms and seethe.

My brother remains silent and looks at the woman with a twisted face.

“If you have that cast removed before it’s ready, and if you don’t do therapy on that leg, it won’t heal properly. You won’t be capable of working. Ever again. I’m sure your doctor informed you that your femoral fracture comes with an extensive and long recovery regimen. I have your chart with my belongings at the guest house. I’ll review your medical records this evening and write up a plan.” Emily heads for the door, dismissing my torment.

“What the fuck do you mean with your belongings at the guest house, Doc? What is this, some kind of money grab?” I scowl at the woman.

My brother tells me with a beaming smile, “Em lives three hours away. She’ll be staying at the guest house until you’re fully recovered. It’s just more convenient. I wanted to make sure you had the best PT and she is the best, Nix.”

“Fuck my life,” I mutter, mostly to myself. “Uh…listen, Doc, I need a minute alone with my brother. You can run along now.” I dismiss her with a bitter tone just as she dismissed me and I wave her off.

“Sure. Here is my cell number in the event you need anything or have any questions.”

Despite my rudeness, Emily smiles sweetly. She hands me a business card, and our fingers make contact. Electricity shoots through my body. I have to clear the frog forming in my throat before I can speak.

“Scored the digits and didn’t even have to ask.”

I hold up the small card Emily just handed me. Emily shakes her head at me and rolls her pretty eyes. She smiles at my brother as she leaves my room. I glare at my little brother as he stares after Emily.

“Are you fucking this chick, Eli, or trying to? I’m all for being your wingman, but I don’t know how I feel about sacrificing my leg for it.”

He sucks in a breath. “Why do you have to be such a dick? Emily is a friend and the best physical therapist I know.”

“Just making sure she isn’t off limits.” I shrug with a smirk.

“Oh no…fuck that, Nix. Em and I may not be a thing, but she’s still off-limits to you. Emily isn’t the sort of girl you’re interested in anyway. She’s a settle down and get married, white picket fence type of girl. Swear to me that you won’t fuck around with her, Nix. Leave her alone and let her do her job. Swear it.”

Elias reaches out his hand, and I take it and shake.

“Fine. I swear I won’t touch her…unless…she touches me first.”

ADULT EXCERPT

Emily

Nix’s wet lips travel over the burning skin of my arm. As if my body is under a spell, it moves against Nix’s hard body without any help from my brain. In an instant, our lips crash together and all reasonable thoughts dissipate. Our hands clutch each other’s clothes as our rapid breaths fill the room. Nix’s large hand kneads one of my breasts and his thumb skims my nipple. He dips his head and scrapes the hard bud with his teeth through my top and I grip his hair and pull him into another passionate kiss.

“Fuck…” he growls out as he rips his mouth from mine. “We…can’t…” He rests his damp forehead against mine.

Our heated, panting breaths do nothing to cool us down, and like two magnets, we're drawn back together. Nix devours my lips again, and the driving force of his kiss has my body swirling in heavy smoke. Without breaking the kiss, his strong arms pull me over his solid body, and I straddle his hips. My pussy slides over his steel cock in a riding rhythm, as if we’ve done it a thousand times before.

Nix’s voice is strained. “I want you so fucking bad, I feel like I might die if I don’t have you right now, but fucking hell, we can’t do this.”

His lips leave mine, and his big hands grip my hips. In defiance of his words, Nix pulls my body down hard and grinds my aching pussy against his hard cock. I throw my head back and moan as his fingertips dig into my flesh.

“Do you want me, Em? Tell me you want my cock inside your soaking wet pussy.”

Nix's voice is full of need, and I dry hump him like my life depends on it.

A thump, thump, thump on the door has me scrambling off his lap and onto the floor with a thud. Nix scrubs his hand over his face as I straighten out my scrubs.

“Fucking hell,” Nix grumbles under his breath. “Are you good, baby?” he asks with a twinkle in his eye.

My heart flutters at the new name he’s given me. I nod and smile.

“What?” Nix shouts toward the door, while his heated eyes remain focused on me.

“Are you decent? Can I come in?” Eli shouts back.

“Shit, Em, toss me that pillow, please.”

I toss it recklessly, and he catches it with his large hand. He covers his raging hard-on with the pillow, and I pull my bottom lip between my teeth.