The Doctor's Private Visit (21 page)

They were the words Tiberius most wanted to hear. His eyes trailed over Capri’s semi-nude body before his fingers followed the same path. “I don’t want to share you, Capri.”

Her eyes narrowed playfully. “Share me?”

“I want you. In every way. But I need time. Can you give that to me?”

She scooted closer to him. “Of course I can. I love you. I guess I’ve been trying to get you to believe me as hard as you’ve been trying to get me to believe you.”

Tiberius pressed his mouth against the base of her neck and
mouthed a soft “thank you” into her skin. While kissing her there, he expertly unfastened her satin bra and tossed it aside. His large hands slid around to cup the full globes for his seeking lips. His mouth worked all over the soft mounds, kissing every inch. Capri ached to feel his lips cover the tip and arched herself closer.

Tiberius surprised her by pushing her back on the bed. His lips then took possession of one firm nipple, manipulating it sensuously. Capri cried out and was soon enthralled by the pleasurable caress. Tiberius let his hands roam freely over her silky-smooth body, stopping at the waistband of her panties.

He slowly traced the outline of the satiny undergarment. One finger traced the fabric covering her womanhood before slipping inside the creamy moisture. Burying his face in the soft crook of her neck, he groaned.

Capri arched her hips so she could feel as much of the caress as possible. She rubbed her foot over Tiberius’s long legs encased in the white trousers. The tiny slip of clothing Capri still wore was soon a memory. When she was fully unclothed Tiberius pushed himself up over her and tried to memorize every dip and curve of her body.

Capri tugged at the waistband of his pants, silently relaying her request. Tiberius, however, was way ahead of her. He stood over the bed and removed the rest of his clothes after extracting a condom from the back pocket of his trousers. He pulled Capri off the bed. Kissing her deeply then, he set her against the wall. Capri instantly wrapped her shapely legs around his back as he thrust into her.

The hard length stroking her most sensitive parts had Capri throwing back her head and uttering a loud, lusty cry. Tiberius just buried his face between her breasts as his thrusts became longer and more forceful.

The scene was as beautiful as it was erotic. When they had both reached a place of blissful satisfaction, Tiberius pulled Capri close. They returned to the bed and fell asleep in each other’s arms.

T
ime passed in a blur. Before either Tiberius or Capri realized it, they had invested almost a year-and-a-half in their relationship. They had become exclusive lovers and the closest of friends.

They even made it through the birth of their dogs’ puppies. Droopey and Lewey became the proud parents of twelve black puppies. Everyone who saw them was determined to have one of their own.

Capri couldn’t remember when she’d been so happy. Not only had she found a wonderful lover, she had also found an even more wonderful friend. Of course they both aggravated each other immensely at times but the relationship grew stronger in the midst of it all.

One evening, Capri arrived home to find a note taped to her door. It was an invitation from Tiberius for an eight-o’clock dinner at his home. Capri wasn’t surprised. If she wasn’t at Tiberius’s place, he was at hers. Of course, there were no complaints from either side.

Rushing into her house, she took a quick shower and changed. Her sky-blue, form-fitting frock flared around her knees. It had cap sleeves, an upturned collar, and a row of tiny buttons that reached her middle. Several were left undone to reveal teasing glimpses of her chest. The ensemble was completed by a pair of flat sling-back sandals and was perfect for a casual evening.

The instructions on Tiberius’s note told her to enter through the gate and she did so. Her dark eyes widened in surprise when she saw the delicious spread on a cart next to a small round table for two. There were marinated grilled chicken breasts, steamed rice with a rich butter sauce, vegetables, and a gorgeous green salad.
White wine and strawberry shortcake rounded out the light, beautiful meal.

Capri’s smile widened when she noticed that the pool was lit. Walking closer, she knelt to test the water, which was surprisingly warm to the touch. Overhead, she could hear the smooth sultry sounds of Diana Krall singing a sensuous tune.

For a long moment, Capri just stood marveling at how lovely everything was. After a while she felt a soothing caress across her bare arms. Turning, she slid her hands across Tiberius’s chest encased in a short-sleeved tan cotton-knit shirt. Her lips instantly parted when Tiberius dipped his head and pressed his mouth against hers.

They both moaned as their tongues fought a heated duel in the lusty kiss. Capri arched her small voluptuous frame against Tiberius’s hard body as her hands roamed his back. Tiberius squeezed his eyes shut tighter. His arousal reached a fevered pitch. Before he could become too sidetracked, he pulled himself away and bowed his head.

“What is it?” Confusion tugged Capri’s brow.

Tiberius didn’t answer, but took her hand and led her to the patio. “Do you want a drink before dinner?” he asked, after helping her into a seat.

Slowly, Capri shook her head. “I’m fine for now.”

Tiberius pushed one hand through his hair and another into the back pocket of his beige cotton slacks. “Capri, at the risk of saying something you’re never gonna believe…”

Capri’s dark eyes widened expectantly and she tilted her head. “Yes?”

Tiberius winced and began to pace the floor.

Capri would’ve laughed had Tiberius’s face not held such a serious look. Instead, she leaned forward in her chair and set her hands atop the table. “Why don’t you take a minute and—”

“No…no I’ve already waited long enough to say this as it is. And I think you’ve waited long enough on me.”

Capri relaxed. “What are you doing?”

A dimple appeared in Tiberius’s cheek as he smiled. “I’m doing a bad job of proposing to you.”

Realization dawned in Capri’s eyes. She sat up straighter in her chair. “Proposing?”

“That is, if you haven’t gotten tired of waiting for me?”

“Waiting?” Capri couldn’t force herself to do more than utter one-word questions.

Tiberius shook his head. “Will you marry me, Capri?”

Capri closed her eyes and for a moment Tiberius thought she’d fainted. Relief washed over him when they fluttered back open. “Marry?”

Tiberius knelt beside her chair. “Now’s the time for answers, not questions.” He smiled. “So may I have one?”

“Tibe…”

He stood then, leaning against the small dinner table and pulling Capri against him. Patting the small of her back, he settled his lips against her ear. “Marry me?”

Capri gasped and pulled away when she felt him slide something round and dazzling on her finger. She stared at the sparkling piece of jewelry for a moment, before her eyes snapped to his.

At first Capri could only nod. Then, the words began to spill from her lips. “Yes, yes, yes…”

“I love you,” Tiberius told her simply, his warm brown eyes intense with emotion.

Again, Capri nodded. “I love you.”

Tiberius cleared his throat in a playful manner. “Are you only saying that because I was your first?” Tiberius joked.

Capri smiled but decided to offer up a serious answer. “At first,” she finally admitted, “maybe it’s why I was so afraid of admitting my own feelings. I knew having sex would be a big factor and I
didn’t want it to be the only reason and at first it was. I couldn’t admit that to myself then.”

Tiberius pressed a kiss to her forehead. “I guess we both had some lessons to learn.”

“You’re right.”

“You know,” Tiberius sighed, as he gathered her closer in his arms, “it’s weird. I spend so many days talking to couples about to become parents—advising them on how to work with their partner, understand where they’re coming from, how they’re coping with changes that are taking place in their lives, but I never realized how much all that pertained to me and what was going on in my own mind.”

“How much it pertains to
us
.” Capri savored the kiss he gave her. “I’d say we both had a lot going on in our minds.”

“Well, my mind’s made up, and I know I love you with every bit of it.”

“Every bit of my mind,” Capri reciprocated and nuzzled his cheek with her nose. “Every bit of my body.”