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“Yes. He had to talk to me about rules, regulations, et cetera, nothing I’ve not heard before.”
    “Okay, you just said you worked in an emergency room but not much more than that. From your quick reaction I’m guessing you’re not a janitor.”
    “No. I’m a doctor.”
    He stutter-stepped slightly. “A doctor? Why didn’t you tell me?”
    “Does it matter?”
    Did it? “Yes.” Arissa tensed and he added, “But not for the reason you may be thinking.”
    “So explain it to me.”
    Deiter stopped walking and leaned against a rail, pulling her in-between his spread legs. He placed his hands on the bare skin of her shoulders, trailing his fingers idly along her skin.
    “It matters because you didn’t think enough of what we have to tell me. The fact you’re a doctor as opposed to any other position in emergency medicine doesn’t matter. I think it’s awesome you are one, but I’m not going to like you more or less because of your job. I fell for you when I saw you stretched out on that lounge wearing that tank top and sarong.”
    Her head dropped. “I’m sorry.”
    “Don’t apologise. I’m sure you have known people who show interest because of your profession. I’m not like that. You could scrub latrines for all I care. It’s you I’m after, Arissa Wright, not your job or perks that may come with it.”
    She sighed and looped her arms around his neck. “I am sorry I didn’t tell you. I guess I’m just private about some things. I don’t tell a lot about myself.”
    Deiter nodded. He’d noticed that about her. She hesitated to talk about herself or family. Arissa was quick, witty and a lot of fun, but forthcoming on personal things she wasn’t.
    Leaning down so they were nose to nose, he asked, “Got some time before midnight, care to join an old man in his room?”
    “An old man? Hmmm, don’t know about that. I kinda need one who can keep up with me.” Her lips brushed his. “Do you know of anyone?”
    “I’m sure I can think of someone,” he retorted as he smacked her lightly on the ass.
    Arissa rubbed against him. “Wonderful. Then allow me to escort you.”
    He slid his arm around her and together they headed for his room. Deiter gasped as she sank to the floor before him the second the door closed.
    “Arissa,” he began, only to hesitate when her fingers left the buttons of his suit coat and reached for the belt on his slacks. “What are you—?”
    Deiter fell silent as she slid her fingers into his boxers and wrapped them around his growing erection. She didn’t say a word as she freed him. A shudder rocked through him as her hot breath flowed across the sensitive skin of his cock. Ah hell!
    With a loud thunk, his head hit the door as it dropped back. His eyes closed and his belly tightened as her warm mouth settled over him. Her tongue danced along the rim of the head before she took more and more of him in her mouth. Lights flickered in his mind as she worked his cock. Up and down. Where her mouth didn’t touch, her strong hands applied the perfect amount of pressure. When she released one hand, a groan of longing welled up within him. Shortly after, her short nails skimmed across his balls.
    “Arissa,” he uttered in a gravelled tone.
    Her other hand dropped to touch his thigh and her mouth slid all the way over his full length. The tightness of her mouth combined with her teasing touch on his balls nearly drove him out of his mind. Deiter gripped the sides of her head and thrust his hips towards her, driving his cock deeper into her mouth. Glancing down, he almost came at the sight of her kneeling there. Her eyes were closed, her long lashes settled against her skin.
    Licking his lips, he tried to slow the speed of his hips and savour the experience a bit longer. Her increased suction and caressing told him that wasn’t about to happen. He shivered as her teeth skimmed along his length. Tighter and tighter her hold on him became, and he began to move faster. She