enemy to doctor - the hating game

21 - the bathroom

He picks me up again and walks out of the room which startles me.

"Where are we going? There's a bathroom in here."

He chuckles.

"There's a better one."

I accept his answer and just wait until we reach a door down the hallway.
He opens it with his elbow, apparently refusing to set me down.

"Wow."

I can't hide my surprise as we step into a beautiful vast bathroom.
Everything is held in sand colors and my eyes immediately fall onto the beautiful bathtub in the far left corner.

"Let's get you cleaned up hm? Does a bath sound good?"

"Yes."

My eyes are probably sparkling and when I look into his face he is genuinely smiling. Finally genuinely smiling and I can't resist laying my hand onto his lightly stubbled cheek.

"Okay, listen."
He walks over to the counter and sits me down next to the sink, then lays his palms onto my waist in order to steady me.

"I'll put a specific kind of tape onto the fresh stitches on your stomach which is water resistant. Meanwhile I'll let in some water and then I'll help you with bathing. Is that alright with you?"

I realize that in order for that to happen, Josh is going to have to see me naked. But oh well, he's seen most of my body and explored the rest of it with his hands so does it truly matter?

"Yeah sure that's fine."

Our eyes meet again and for a split second his shoot down to my lips but then he lets go off me and turns to turn the faucet of the bathtub on.

As he returns, he orders "Arms up" and then proceeds to pull my shirt off my chest. It's only then that I realize I'm not wearing a bra underneath.

"Sorry- do you want a towel? I mean to cover up?"

I simply shake my head no and lay a hand onto his shoulder in order to stabilize myself again.
He immediately steps up and between my legs, giving me access to resting my head on his chest. A few seconds later his hand flies to my waist and gently grabs it in order to give me more halt.

"You're going to be just fine, love. I promise. I will not let anything happen to you."

He only whispers the words and I can practically feel my heart melting.

"And then I'll take care of that doctor of yours."

His voice is now not a whisper anymore. More of like a growl.
I glance up at him and don't even have time to focus in on his face before his lips meet mine.
One of his hands slides up my back while the other one makes its way to the back of my neck and into my hair, slightly angling my head to the back. He is immediately granted better access to my mouth which he emphasizes by plunging his tongue inside of it.
Our kiss intensifies but I know that he is more than just holding himself back. His erection keeps growing at my inner thigh and I am more than tempted to open his pants.
Just a second before actually doing it, he breaks the kiss.
And it feels like he's breaking my heart.

"Not. Now. Lucy."

His words are harsh but the tone of his voice suggests that he is convincing himself with them. Not me.
Without a further word he steps away and opens a drawer to my left, then takes out a roll of tape.

"I think it's best if you lay down on the rug for this."

He proceeds to lift me up and then lowers me onto the soft white rug. Again, it could literally be the beginning of a porn. It is incredibly obvious that he is trying not to look at me as our eyes don't meet once in the process of him putting the bandaging tape onto my fresh scar.

"How does it come off again?"

His eyes finally meet mine now.

"Light heat. It's easy and painless. We'll do it while you are under anesthesia."

I don't respond to that, simply look up at the ceiling.
My thoughts are drifting off into a whole different direction and I am now desperately trying to think of something that does not make my nipples hard as stone.
Fuck.
There's no way he wouldn't notice.
Would he?
In an attempt, I cross my arms over my chest and rub my arms as if I were cold. Josh chuckles and I immediately shoot a glance at him. He is still taking care of my scar.

"What?", I ask in a demanding way but he just keeps on grinning.

"You're sweet, Lucy."

Now what the fuck?

"Excuse me?"

"Trying to hide your arousal from me.", he states and my heart stops for a few beats.

Well shit.

"Says the one with the iron boner.", I try to shoot back.

"Well", he sighs "at least I'm not hiding it."

I scoff. "As if you were able to hide tha-". Then I realize my mistake.

"Lucy Hutton, did you just assume that I have a big dick?", his voice is dripping from amusement.

Never. NEVER boost a man's ego.

"That's not- I mean, you- You know what? Fuck off."

He tsks.

"And now you're insulting me? Hmmm", he hums "you know that it's still me who is giving you your daily injections, don't you?"

That was a notch too much. I shoot up unto my elbows and star at him.

"Relax", he chuckles and pushes me back down onto the floor "don't enhance your abdominal muscles Luce. Nice view though."

I realize that he has full access to see my boobs now with the two little friends that give my arousal away.

"You are-", I startle at my attempt of finding an appropriate retort.

"What am I?", he slides both hands under my back and slowly lifts me up into a seated position "tell me, I'd love to know what I am to you."

I unconsciously suck my lower lip between my teeth and bite down on it. His eyes follow the movement of my lips and then he groans.

"God, Lucy you're not making it easy for me."

And with that he slides a hand under my knees and picks me up then quickly sets me down onto my feet again. The feeling is odd and my knees immediately buckle but Josh just strengthens his grip around me and I'm in control again.

"Let's take those pants off shall we?", he has a mischievous expression on his face, one corner of his mouth slightly angled upwards.
I take a second to take in all his features, the sharp lines and straight nose, the thick brows and heavy eyelashes that circle his almond-shaped deep blue eyes.
God he looks amazing.

I only nod and seconds later I can feel Josh pulling the little ribbon open, all while maintaining eye contact with me. Then his hand pushes into my pants and it's all I can do not to gasp at the feeling of his rough fingers against my hipbone.
Then he slowly lowers himself into a crouch, keeping one hand on my waist to steady me and one hand to now slowly push the pants over my hips.
Slowly, very slowly he pulls the pants down my legs and I know that his face has to be directly in front of my middle now.
I close my eyes and try to calm the fire burning inside of me as his hand on my waist becomes the only thing keeping me from falling to my knees from being so fucking turned on.
Then his hand skims down my calves one after the other, helping me with stepping out of the fabric pooling beneath me.
I am completely naked in front of a fully dressed, hot as shit man.
I feel my anticipation grow as the seconds pass and nothing happens.
Then, all of the sudden, I feel a rush of air.
Warm air.
It wanders up my thigh and up to the spot between my middle and the hipbone. Then I feel nothing.
And suddenly a warm, wet tongue slides over my throbbing pussy.

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