Chasing After Him by Lynn Burke Read Free Book Online

do. Please. Just go.”
    Stoney silence filled the car for a couple of minutes, long enough to
tie my stomach in knots.
    Charlene finally threw the door open and hopped out. From the corner of
my eye, I made sure she got inside safe before I sped away.
    ****
    “How the fuck did you say no to her?” Kaden asked me the next night.
    We lounged on the same couch as the previous evening, drinks in hand.
“She just wants a quick escape. I want more.”
    “So fuck her and build a relationship afterward.”
    “Not that simple.” I sipped my Jack and Coke. “She’s got six months
left of her residency at Boston Children’s, and I’m not going to be the ass who
fucks up her lifelong dream of becoming a pediatrician.”
    “A med student can’t have relationships?”
    “Not saying that.”
    “So then what’s the problem?”
    I stared unseeing across the crowded room, the image of Charlene in
that damn blue next-to-nothing lingerie filling my mind. “She’s the type who
never wanted to miss a day of school. Straight A’s across the board. An almost
perfect record. I won’t have her showing up late for work every morning all
because I can’t keep my fuckin’ hands off her.”
    Kaden chuckled. “Nothing wrong with being late now and then.”
    “She’s never late. Never messes up.”
    “Come on, man.” Kaden downed the rest of his drink and rested the glass
on his thigh. “No one is perfect.”
    I tipped my head back as my mind focused on the memory and scent of her
skin. “She is.”
    “Well, shit.” Kaden cleared his throat. “I thought you told the little
lamb not to come back here again.”
    His words lifted my head off the couch.
    Goddamnit .
    Charlene stood inside the double doors in another tiny blue number,
chin lifted, scanning the crowd. Instant need sprang my cock to life.
    “She’s no sub, that’s for sure.” Kaden said, taking the drink out of my
hand as I stood. “Have fun trying to break that spirit.”
    “Fuck.” I shoved my way through the crowd, more than one cuss spewed at
my back.
    Her damn saucy smirk landed on me, and her body relaxed into a sensual
pose meant to entice.
    It fuckin’ worked. I wanted to throw her to the floor and fuck her until
we both found what we wanted.
    Drawing deep for my usual control, I grabbed her arm and hauled ass
back out the doors into the empty reception area for the second night in a row.
Once shut in the dim quietness, I spun her around and glared down at her. “What
the fuck?”
    “I told you I wouldn’t give up.”
    “Well you need to.” I dropped my hold on her and clenched my fists at
my sides. “I don’t want this.”
    She glanced down at the bulge in my jeans and smirked. “Liar.” Her
fingers twined in my shirt, and she stepped closer, dousing me in her peach
scent.
    Fingernails digging into my palms, I fought back the desire—the fuckin’ need —to touch her. Lick her lips and
thrust my tongue between them to take possession of her mouth.
    Eyes lowered, she stared at her tight grip on my shirt. “Tie me up,
Theo. Make me forget reality for a while.”
    “No.” My voice wavered.
    “I’m always in control. Needing to have everything just so. I’m tired,
Theo. Exhausted.” She peered up at me, blue eyes wide and pleading. “Please.
Help me escape.”
    Christ, the begging. Did me in every fuckin’ time. “Do you have to
work tomorrow?” I heard myself ask.
    She shook her head.
    My conscious hollered no, but I nodded. “Go get dressed.”
    She hesitated. “Are you just going to drop me off at home again?”
    I straightened. “You want this, then you play the part, sub —just not here. You know what a safe
word is?”
    “Yes,” she whispered.
    “Yellow means you’re unsure, red means stop. Understand?”
    Fire filled her eyes as she peered up at me with an
I-will-not-be-defeated stare. “Yes.”
      “This isn’t a game, little lamb.
Get dressed. Now.”
    Charlene lowered her direct gaze and scurried through a side