May 8th, 2:30 p.m

Her scheduled checkup was today, much to her excitement. Rose had barely been able to spend any time with him since he had been so busy with work and all. Ever since a fellow coworker had moved on to start his own clinic, Dimitri was the only available doctor.

Still incredibly irritated that she didn't have her way with him just the other week, she was eager to get to the clinic to finally get what she had been dreaming of doing since he got his Ph.D. and opened the clinic. Having relations in his doctor's practice room gave her chills of anticipation just thinking about it. Images of straddling him on that patient table flashed across her mind.

She entered the double doors, signing herself in as she took a seat at a nearby chair.

She perked up when she saw his office door opening, smiling when she faintly heard that beautiful laugh of his down the hall. Her smile immediately faltered when that bitch was the one to step out of the door behind him as they walked down the hallway, laughing about whatever it may be.

I swear I'll kill her. . .

They exchanged their goodbyes, the bitch giving Rose a little wave before she left the building. Dimitri saw the annoyed and pissed look on her face, and took that as his cue to call her on in.

Rose hurried into his office, hopping onto his desk, crossing her legs. It had taken her nearly two hours to decide what she wanted to wear today, settling on a short black dress, with a thin sleeve and a sweetheart neckline. She wore black flats, to keep herself comfortable since she wasn't entirely healed, and decided to apply just enough makeup for him to notice.

And boy did he notice; he nearly dropped the clipboard when he got a good look at her after closing the office door.

"Rose. . ."

She crooked her finger at him, beckoning him forward. It was as if he floated over, never breaking the eye contact with her. She slowly pulled down the white doctor's coat, letting it fall around his feet. She grabbed the clipboard and tossed it aside, turning her focus to his black shirt. She hooked her fingers between a couple buttons, giving a firm tug to expose the tanned and well-toned chest of his, buttons flying around in the process.

She hooked her legs around his waist as she fumbled with the buckle with his belt, his strong hands pushing up the skirt of her dress to her waist to expose the black lace panties that grew moist when she felt the warmth of his fingertips on her thighs. She threw her head back, letting out a soft moan.

His eyes wandered to her chest that rose and fell slowly before his eyes, that involuntary urge to run a hand up her stomach then up to caress her breasts already getting the best of him.

Just minutes went by before they were completely naked atop his desk, their moans and gasping breaths mingling with each other's. Rose was grinding against his powerful thrusts. She clutched to the back of his neck, calling out his name as he slipped his hands underneath the curve in her back to give him more support to drive into her faster.

"Di- mi –tri!" she gasped, digging her nails into his shoulder blades. The mix of slight pain with the pleasure of her surrounding him was enough to push him closer to a climax.

"Rose. . .oh Rose. I'm so close," he groaned in her ear, making her shiver.

She bit down on her lip as the feeling between her thighs began to build up more, pushing her just as close as he was.

"Just a little more, Dimitri," she whispered intensely, reaching a hand down to grab his firm behind.

With just a few more thrusts he released, Rose's peak coming just over top of his. His entire body shook as she milked him dry. He slowly pulled himself from her, collapsing into his rolling chair.

Rose sat up, fixing her hair and beginning to dress before she did her makeup in the nearby mirror.

Still too spent to stand, Dimtiri just sat there, watching her as she cleaned herself up.

"Better dress soon before someone sees you like that. Heaven forbid what I would do if that happened." He chuckled at her comment, finally gaining the strength in his legs to stand and fetch his clothes.

She tiptoed over, placing a quick kiss on the lips before opening the door.

"I think I'll need a checkup again soon."

He laughed awkwardly, nodding yes to her as she blew a kiss and finally left.