“Can I have some water?” she asked.
With a nod, he brought one of the bottles to her lips. She drank in long gulps, her eyes never leaving his. When she finished swallowing, she gave him a grateful smile. Then in a flash, she tackled him, causing his plate to flip over onto the sheets. “Megan!” he cried.
She was too busy kicking out of her robe to care. At the sight of smeared vegetables and rice on the sheet next to him, he began to laugh. His chest shook so hard that he wanted to clutch his stomach, but Megan’s body was in the way.
As she gazed down at him, he pushed the long, blonde strands of hair out of her face. “I don’t believe we were finished eating,” he chastised.
She drew his bottom lip between her teeth, causing him to groan. At the same time, her wet core ground against his cock. “I guess you’ll just have to punish me the next time,” she replied.
Cupping her bu**ocks, he sent a resounding smack against one of her cheeks. Her eyes widened. “Pesh Nadeen, did you actually just spank my ass?”
He grinned up at her before smacking the other cheek. “Mmm, I like this side of you,” she murmured, before bringing her lips to his.
As their tongues battled against each other, Pesh flipped Megan over onto her back. After spreading her legs, he buried himself deep inside her with one thrust. “Oh God, that feels amazing,” she cried.
“See how much better it is when you wait?” he questioned, as he leisurely moved in and out of her.
“Yes, mmm, it’s so good. You’re right.”
Although her body trembled, she wasn’t close yet. He continued his pace of slow strokes within her. Then he took her legs and put them on his shoulders to where he could pump deeper inside her. She moaned at the feeling, her hands sliding up above her head to grip the sheets.
Pesh ducked his head to bring his mouth to her br**sts, alternating between each one. As he felt her begin to tense up, he increased the pressure of his tongue on her ni**les, lightly grazing them with his teeth. And then she came apart beneath him, crying out and clasping her hands onto his shoulders. The sight of her was so alluring he couldn’t hold back, and he came in a rush inside her.
When he’d finished shuddering, he raised his head to gaze down at her. Her eyelids fluttered open, and then she smiled sheepishly up at him. “Sorry for being a Tantric sex failure.”
He laughed. “Baby, I don’t care about that one bit. I like the fact you’re aggressive when it comes to f**king.”
Her hands feathered over his back and down to his ass. As she squeezed his cheeks, he sucked in a breath. “You’re very good at that.”
“You think so?”
“Mmm, hmm.”
“How good are you at laundry?” he asked, motioning to the leftover dinner that was now staining the sheets.
She swatted his ass playfully. “I was planning on taking care of that.”
“Why don’t we get dressed and then sit down and really eat?”
“I think that sounds like a good idea.”
“Good. I want to make sure you’re feeling your best for what I have to ask you.”
As he pulled himself off Megan, her brows furrowed. “What is it?”
“Can’t it wait until we finish eating?”
Rolling her eyes, Megan said, “You know I can’t wait for things.”
Pesh sighed as he bent down to pick up his robe. As he slid his arm through the hole, he met Megan’s questioning gaze. “I wanted to invite you to dinner at my sister’s house this weekend.”
“Okay, I think I can do that.” Tilting her head, she eyed him suspiciously. “Why did you think I would need to be feeling my best for that?”
“It won’t just be my sister and her husband. All of my family will be there, including my parents.”
Megan’s eyes widened. “You want to introduce me to your parents?”
“Yes, I would.”
She nibbled on her bottom lip as she was prone to do when she was nervous. “But that would mean we’re pretty serious, right?”
“Yes,” he replied, with utter certainty.
Scooting to the edge of the bed, she gripped her gaping robe as best she could. She stared up at him. “You’re not the least bit worried what they’re going to say about you dating me?”
“No, I’m not.”
The corners of her lips tugged up in a smile. “Then I’ll go,” she said softly.
“Really?”
When she bobbed her head, he rushed forward to wrap her in his arms. “Thank you, my love. You’ve made me very happy.”
“You make me happy every day. It’s the least I can do.” With her head buried in Pesh’s chest, she was finally able to let the smile she had plastered on fade into a frown. While she should have been elated that Pesh wanted to introduce her to his family, she couldn’t help feeling overwhelmed. What if they hated her? What if their dislike caused Pesh to not want to see her anymore? She didn’t want to think about what it would be like not having him in her life.
At the same time, it was hard processing all the emotions that Pesh’s devotion made her feel. Davis had never wanted to introduce her to his parents. She met them by accident after one of his games. Now she had a man who wanted nothing more than to share all aspects of his life with her. It was hard to process.
In the end, she could only hope that everything went well.
Chapter Nineteen
The following day at work when Pesh found a lull in patients, he stepped into the nurses’ station. While he said hello to some of the other men and women of the nursing staff, he had a singular focus of getting to Megan. When he joined her at the counter where she was doing paperwork, she jumped like he had tasered her.
“Go away,” Megan hissed.
He chuckled. “You know, I think I can be seen back here in the nurses’ station without arising any suspicion. After all, I could be discussing a patient with you.”
“Then you better start talking in patient codes very soon.”
“I wanted to know if it would be all right to pick you up at seven on Friday evening?”
When Megan jerked her gaze off the chart she was working on, her blue eyes bulged in horror at him. In a low voice, she said, “I cannot believe you are talking about a date here at work. Do you care anything about my reputation?”
He held his hands up defensively. “I’m sorry. I don’t know what I was thinking besides the fact that I missed you and wanted to talk to you.”