Happy Wednesday! I have another tease from my medical romance, Dynamic Destiny. Mistress D is enjoying her night with her submissive, but that pesky doctor just won't leave her be. Be sure to hop around to all the other teasers (links at bottom)
The feeling of being watched returned and she figured it
was one of the regulars. When she turned, however, she spied Dr. Edgerton
again. Fixing him in her gaze, she kissed Robbie’s head and rubbed her cheek on
it, imagining the doctor in his place.
Dr. Edgerton hurried away and she grinned, taking small
comfort in making him uneasy.
“Mistress?”
“Yes, Robbie?”
He turned around to kiss one of her thighs. “May I go home?
I feel like I’m going to fall asleep right here.”
She touched his cheek and shoulder. “You are free to go, but
also welcome to nap in my lap.”
He took her hand and kissed each fingertip. “Thank you. I
would rather sleep where I won’t have to wake before morning.”
“I understand.” Still holding the bag of ice water, she
cupped some in her hand and splashed it on Robbie’s face. “Awake enough to get
home?”
“Hit me again,” he said with a grin.
She tossed most of the back on his head and he shook it off
with a “Brr! Yep, I’m awake now. Thank you, Mistress.”
“Sweet dreams, Robbie.”
She crossed her legs and watched Nicholas play with Alex
until she yawned. Not that they weren’t fun to watch, but the effort of play
was getting the better of her. Slipping into her trench coat, she hefted the
duffle to her shoulder.
“May I?”
She spun at the hand on her shoulder and pulled it off,
gripping it. Dr. Edgerton stood behind her and she relaxed her grip enough that
he could pull his wrist free.
“I apologize. I only wanted to help.”
She looked him over. Chuck had decked him out like a Dom in
shirtsleeves and slacks, although he didn’t tower as a Dominant would., backing
away and almost cowering. How odd.
“No, thank you.” She spun on her toe but didn’t reach the
door before he passed her, holding it open for her. “I’m sorry. I hope I didn’t
offend.”
She sighed. “No. I’m just snappish. Unbecoming from one Dom
to another.”
“Uh, yeah. I’m still figuring it all out.”
“You will. Goodnight.”
“Goodnight, Mistress D.”
She smirked. He’d gone to the trouble of learning her name.
Of course, that shouldn’t make her feel warm and fuzzy. It should terrify her.
What would happen when he learned who she was?
Sliding behind her wheel, she rested her forehead on it. She
was so screwed.
