Chapter 30: Dr. Grant: Chapter 30

I rest my forehead against hers, both of us struggling to catch our breath. Amara giggles and wraps her arms around me.

“That was better than in my fantasies,” she whispers.

I laugh and lower my lips to hers, kissing her tenderly. “It was. We didn’t use a condom, though. I brought some, but in the heat of the moment…”

She smiles at me and shakes her head before leaning in for a kiss. “It’s okay. I’m on the pill, and I’m clean. Considering that you’re a doctor, it’s probably safe to assume that you are too?”

I nod. “I am. I actually… well, I’ve never had anyone but you without a condom. No one but you has ever made me feel so out of control. I’ve never experienced anything like this before.”

She smiles at me and nods. “It’s the same for me.”

I smirk and turn us over, reaching between us to take off the toy she brought. “I like this thing. We’re using that again,” I murmur, placing it on my nightstand.

Amara giggles and nods. “It was good.” She settles in my arms, her head on my chest. We lie there together like that, just enjoying this moment, the tips of my fingers running over her skin. She presses a kiss to my neck, and I sigh in contentment. Having her in my arms… it’s unreal.

“I’m sorry for leaving you alone today,” I whisper as I thread my hand through her hair.

Amara pulls away and smiles at me, her eyes twinkling. “I got to spend the day with Nyx, so I didn’t mind it at all. I missed you, though. If I only get to have one week with you, then I want it all. You need to take me on a date, doctor dearest.”

I lean in for another kiss, my lips lingering. “I will, baby. Everything I’ve ever wanted to do with you, we’ll do.”

Amara nods, her gaze clearing, and I smile to myself, knowing what she’s suddenly curious about. “So… you spoke to Grayson?”

I smile smugly and nod. “Yeah, and I can be convinced to tell you all about it.”

“Oh yeah?”

I nod, and Amara giggles. “What will it take?”

“How about a kiss, for starters?”

She leans in and presses her lips to my neck, surprising me. She kisses my throat softly, taking her time moving her lips up to my ear. I groan and bury my hand in her hair, tightening my grip on her.

“Playing dirty, are we?”

She laughs, and the sound stirs my cock. “The more you tell me, the more I’ll give you,” she whispers, her voice husky.

I smirk, my eyes falling closed. This is a trap of my own making, but I don’t mind being her prey.

“He asked me all about you. Wouldn’t rest until I told him everything I know about you.”

“Everything?” She lowers her lips to my chest, and a moan escapes my lips when she sucks down on my skin, marking me as hers.

“Not everything. Some things are only for me to know, Amara.”

She pulls her lips away, looking at the damage she did with satisfaction. “What did you tell him?”

“I told him about your educational background, your company, and your family. I told him about your tenacity, your independence and drive.”

Amara kisses my abs, and I smile. “What did he say?”

“He seemed impressed. Gray said you can give him a presentation tomorrow. He’d have done it sooner, but he was working on a government project with a tight deadline, and he had a few things going on recently on top of that.”

She sits up, her eyes wide. “I’d love to. I can’t believe you made this happen for me, Noah. I can’t believe this is happening.”

I grin at her, my heart overflowing with happiness. “You’d better believe it, baby. You’re going to do amazing.”

Amara nods, but I see the insecurity in her eyes. “You’ve got this, Amara. You’re incredible, and Gray will recognize that.”

“I’m scared, Noah,” she whispers, pulling her hands off my body and wrapping them around herself protectively. “This is my last chance. If Grayson doesn’t invest, then it’s over. I’ll probably have to start working for my grandfather and walk the path he paved for me. I’m terrified of failing. If I do, then all my dreams will fade to dust. But at the same time… I don’t know. I feel selfish. I confronted my grandfather about him blocking all my investment opportunities, and I don’t know… I can kind of see his point. He did work hard, and maybe I am being ungrateful by wanting to follow my own dreams.”

I pull her down with me, lying down with her head on my chest, my hand brushing over her back. “You’re not, baby. You’re being brave. I don’t doubt for a second that you’ll succeed. There are several paths to success, and yours is no less admirable.”

She looks up at me, her eyes filled with fear. She’s always seemed so fearless to me, so brave. Seeing her this scared and insecure… it’s a unique experience. It’s a moment I know I’ll always cherish, having her in my arms and having the honor of reassuring and consoling her.

Amara inhales deeply, almost as though she’s bracing herself. “He thinks I’m being foolish, and my mother agrees.”

I keep my arms wrapped around her, stroking her back as she finally truly lets me in and tells me about the day she confronted her grandfather. This is what I wanted with her. With Amara, I want far more than just sex. I want her to be mine in every way. I want to be the one she turns to when she’s scared. I want to be her safe haven. Even if it’s just for this one week.

So I hold her a little tighter when her voice wavers, and I press kisses to her temple when she sniffs. I keep her close, until she falls asleep in my arms, safe from her fears.

This intimacy between us… I’m not sure I can do without it. I don’t think I’ll be able to go back to what we used to be.