Falling for Dr. Knight: A Falling Novel

by DL Gallie

  CRESS: My memory is just fine, but I’m down with a repeat…I do love to tango, vertically AND horizontally

  PRESTON: Dammit, Cress, I was just texting to say goodnight

  CRESS: Goodnight, Dr. Knight

  PRESTON: Goodnight, Ms. Bayliss

  With a smile on my face, I drift off to sleep dreaming about Preston’s big woody and how he makes me reach for the sky.

  13

  Preston

  Due to an emergency at the hospital, I had to cancel my picnic plans with Cress and Lexi. Thankfully, she was understanding. Previous girlfriends would always get angry if I cancelled short notice, but not Cress. She wished me the best and said we’d catch up soon.

  It’s early evening when I finally get home, I’m absolutely exhausted but I want to check in with Cress. Grabbing a beer, I fall onto the sofa, put on DuckTales, take a sip, and message Cress.

  PRESTON: Just got home, I’m shattered

  CRESS: Glad you’re home safely. How was your day?

  PRESTON: Long and hard

  CRESS: I was asking about your day, not your cock **wink wink**

  PRESTON: You dirty girl…I think you need a spanking

  CRESS: I’m down with that **spank spank** **wink wink**

  Man, this woman continues to amaze me. She comes across as a saint but underneath she’s a dirty, dirty girl…and I love it. I’m currently picturing Cress bent over my sofa; her ass in the air and it’s pink with an imprint of my hand. Fuck, now my cock is hard.. Looking at the television, I see that DuckTales is finished and now Scooby Doo is on, and I have to say it’s my all-time favorite cartoon. Scooby and Shaggy begin to eat a really gross sandwich, but the inner child in me kinda wants to see what it tastes like too and with that, my cock is no longer long and hard.

  PRESTON: Watcha doing?

  CRESS: Eating pizza and ice cream with Lexi

  PRESTON: I like pizza and ice cream

  CRESS: Who doesn't?

  PRESTON: I’d like to eat it off of your naked body

  CRESS: Oh. I'm game for that…maybe for our next date?

  PRESTON: When and where? I’m there

  PRESTON: Plus I owe you a spanking

  She doesn’t respond straightaway and I find myself disappointed. Texting with Cress is fast becoming my favorite pastime.

  CRESS: Sorry, had to get Lexi to bed. Now tell me more about this ice cream eating and spanking

  I smile at her response and my cock likes it too. I would love nothing more than to drive over to her place, grab some mint chocolate chip ice cream along the way and do exactly that. “Fuuuuck,” I groan as I readjust my cock.

  PRESTON: Well…it would involve you naked, a tub of ice cream and my tongue…licking said ice cream off every inch of your body. Then I’d slap your ass ‘til it’s red. Once it’s glowing, I’ll let you suck ice cream off my cock, and then I’d fuck you into the wee hours of the morning.

  CRESS: Why, Dr. Knight, you are one dirty doc.

  PRESTON: You wouldn’t have me any other way

  PRESTON: Care to have that picnic with me tomorrow? And maybe I can make the above a reality…my cock and I would very much like that

  CRESS: As much as I would love part two, rain check on that one. As for option one, we will pick you up at 11

  PRESTON: It’s a date and a rain check

  CRESS: Good night, Dr. Knight

  PRESTON: Be sweet, parakeet

  CRESS: That’s totally corny

  PRESTON: You love it

  CRESS: Yeah, I kinda do. Nite, Preston

  PRESTON: Nite, Love

  Finishing off my beer, I pop the empty into the recycling and crawl into bed. I’m asleep before my head hits the pillow and all too soon, my alarm is blaring. Climbing out of bed, I grab a shower and like I have all week, I remember the striptease Cress gave me last weekend. I love that she brings out her wild side with me, and her wild side meshes with mine like peas and carrots. She’s the complete perfect package. She’s messing with my head but hell; I’m going to do my best to hold on to her.

  Stretching my arms over my head, I stretch out my tight muscles. I slept like the dead last night, and today, I feel refreshed and excited for my picnic with Cress and Lexi. Showering quickly, I pull on a pair of cargos, a Metallica T-shirt, and my Chucks. Looking at the clock, I see I still have an hour until they get here so I make myself a coffee and head out back to enjoy the morning sun. I’m totally zoned out when the doorbell rings.

  Hopping up, I pop my mug on the counter and head toward the door. Swinging it open, I’m met with a smiling Cress and an anxious looking Lexi. “Good morning, ladies.”

  “He called me a lady,” Lexi whispers to Cress.

  “Then you better act like one,” Cress tells her daughter.

  “Good day, kind sir,” Lexi says, looking to her mom with a big grin on her face. “May I do poo poo in your toilet?”

  “Lexi,” Cress scoffs, her cheeks darkening with embarrassment.

  “It’s fine, Love.” I offer my hand to Lexi. “Follow me, Munchkin.”

  “Thank you, kind sir.”

  Holding back a laugh, we walk inside. Looking over my shoulder, I see Cress still standing in the doorway. “You coming?” As soon as the words are out of my mouth, I realize it sounded dirty.

  Cress winks at me. “Why thank you, kind sir, I’d love to.” Then she mouths ‘later’ back at me.

  “Minx,” I whisper.

  “What’s a minx?” Lexi asks, clearly I said it louder than I intended.

  “Ummm, ahh…it’s a—”

  I stumble as to what to say but, thankfully, Cress walks over to us and puts her hand on Lexi’s shoulder and guides her toward the bathroom. “Come on, Munchkin, let's go poo poo.”

  Just like that, my faux pas is forgotten…that is until I hear, “Mommy, what’s a minx?”

  “Less talking, more pooping,” I hear Cress say to Lexi. I laugh again, you’d think after dealing with kids all day, every day, I’d be more careful, but when I’m around Cress, all rational thought evaporates and I become a bumbling teenager again. The Cress effect is strong when she’s around.

  “You have a pool?” Lexi screams, racing to the windows looking out to the backyard. She turns to Cress, her little face lit up like a Christmas tree. “Can we go swimming, Mommy?”

  “I thought you wanted a picnic in the park?” Cress says to her, as she walks over to me.

  “I want a pool picnic now. Can we, Mom? Can we?”

  “I don’t—”

  “I’m happy to do that, if it's okay with you?”

  “Are you sure?”

  Nodding my head. “Not a problem at all…but do you two have suits?”

  “Ohh no,” Lexi dramatically says. “I don’t,” she dejectedly sighs.

  “I have a suggestion.” They both look to me. “There’s a mall at the end of the street, what if we go get some swimsuits and stuff for our picnic, then we can come back here and start our pool picnic.”

  “That be tabolous. Can we, Mommy? Pleeeeease?”

  “Yeah, Mommy, can we, Mommy? Pleeeeease?” I mimic Lexi, she looks to me and grins. Her smile melts my heart.

  “Sounds like a plan to me, let’s go.”

  An hour later, we are back at the house. Everyone has new swimwear and we have a gourmet feast to dine upon after our swim.

  Lexi and Cress change in the spare room and I change in mine. I’m getting drinks together when I hear a giggle coming down the hallway. Lexi and Cress step into the room and my eyes bug open. Cress is wearing a sexy as hell, bright orange one-piece with cutouts on the sides. Lexi is wearing a pink and purple My Little Pony—surprise surprise—one piece.

  “Can we please go swimming now, Dr. Preston?”

  “As long as it's okay with Mommy?”

  “Let’s do this,” she says, taking Lexi’s hand she leads her out back.

  My eyes drop to Cress’s ass as they walk past. “That ass,” I whisper, but again, it clearly
wasn’t as quiet as I’d hoped because Cress looks back at me. With a wink, she turns and keeps walking, with an added sway to her hips.

  “Fuuuuck,” I growl, subtly adjusting my cock.

  “You coming?” Cress sasses as she opens the slider. She escorts Lexi outside, again emphasizing the swish of her hips.

  “Fucking minx,” I whisper to myself, shaking my head and grinning like the lovesick fool I am.

  Grabbing our drinks, I head out and join them.

  Cress is rubbing sunscreen on Lexi and I get excited at the prospect of rubbing sunscreen on Cress, but much to my disappointment, she leaps into the pool. Her body slicing through the water, she breaks the surface and I watch as water cascades down her body. “Your turn, Munchkin,” Cress says to Lexi, who’s standing on the edge.

  She shakes her head. “I can’t jump like you, Mommy.”

  Stepping beside her, I crouch down. “How about we jump together?” She shakes her head, her little body shaking with fear. It’s the first time I’ve seen the vivacious little girl not going at it with everything she has. “What if we wade in from over there?” I point to the shallow kiddie area. I love this pool for that, I actually spend most of my time sitting in the shallow end, leaning back and enjoying a beer.

  She nods her head at me and slips her hand into mine. Standing back up, we walk over to the area. I step down first so she can see how deep it is. A slight smile appears on her face as she climbs in, her face beaming when the water touches her. She immediately drops herself down, just her head hovering above the water. She stands up and walks to the edge before it drops off and looks to Cress.

  “Having fun, Munchkin?”

  She nods her head and the next minute, she’s leaping through the air toward Cress, dive-bombing in front of her mother. Cress grins at Lexi when she resurfaces, the two of them laughing with joy. The sound is music to my ears and I find myself grinning as I watch them splash about together.

  Cress looks over at me, and the smile on her face gets my heart racing. “That didn’t take long,” I say, nodding to Lexi who is paddling around the pool.

  “She totally suckered you. This one is a water baby,” Cress says, as she throws Lexi up in the air. She squeals in delight before she crashes to the water.

  Shuffling to the edge, I dangle my feet over and watch the two of them swim about. I don’t get out here as much as I would like and it's great to see it being used. Cress and Lexi swim toward me. Lexi climbs onto the ledge and sits next to me. Cress rests her hands on my thighs and lifts herself up. She places a quick kiss on my lips. I’m shocked that she would do that in front of Lexi.

  Reaching out, I grip her hips in my hands and she hisses in pain, pulling away from me.

  “Are you hurt?” I question as she jumps up and sits next to me.

  She vehemently shakes her head. “I’m fine,” she says, but I notice her hand resting on her lower back.

  “Cress,” I warn, “what’s wrong?”

  She looks to Lexi, when she sees that she’s occupied blowing bubbles, she leans to the side and pulls one of the cutouts away from her body. My eyes pop wide open at what I see and my blood boils.

  14

  Cress

  “What the fuck, Cress?” he growls, anger radiating from him but it’s not at me, it’s for me.

  “Language,” I scoff, hoping to take the attention away from my back.

  “What the duck, Cress? What the duck happened?”

  “Nothing, it was an accident,” I plead.

  “Don’t ducking lie to me, Cress. What happened?”

  Sighing, I shake my head and close my eyes. “Not now.”

  “Creeesss.”

  I look to Lexi and he understands and nods his head. “Later you will tell me who hurt you.”

  “Promise.”

  “I’m hungry, Mommy.”

  “Me too,” Preston says. “How about we hop out? I’ll fire up the grill and then after we eat, we can watch a movie.”

  “Yes, yes, yes,” Lexi excitedly says, splashing about in glee.

  “Okay, you two, hang in the pool and I’ll go cook.”

  Preston steps out of the pool and I stare as he climbs out. Water sluicing down his body. His muscles flexing in that delicious way. Man, he’s hot, I think to myself as I watch him dry off. I want to be that towel. He looks over at me and notices me staring at him, he smiles but it doesn’t reach his eyes like it usually does. He’s angry about the bruise. To be honest, I forgot about it. It isn’t sore anymore but when I bump it, or someone squeezes me, it hurts like a bitch. Fucking Creed, ruining things once again for me.

  Not wanting to dwell on things, I focus on Lexi. Sitting on the edge of the pool, I kick my legs back and forth watching her. She’s beaming right now, jumping and splashing. I wasn’t joking earlier when I said she’s a water baby—I’m pretty sure she was a mermaid in a past life.

  Looking over my shoulder, I watch as Preston lights the grill. His face is laced with concern and I’m the cause of that. I need to talk to him and put him at ease, but I know this man, he’s going to go all alpha and lose his shit when I tell him what happened. I know he cares but I can handle Creed. I don’t want, or need, him getting involved in this.

  With a sigh, I look back to my water baby. “Lexi, baby, time to hop out.”

  “Please, Mom, can I stay for a little longer?”

  “If you are a good girl, I’m sure you can have another swim after lunch. Why don’t you get your iPad and watch some Pony while I help Preston with lunch?”

  “Okay, Mommy.” She kicks her way over to me and I help her out of the water. Wrapping her in a towel, I pull out her headphones and iPad. She walks over to the outdoor lounger near the grill and reclines back. Handing her the device, she focuses on the screen and is transported to Equestria with her pony friends.

  Walking over to Preston, I stand next to him. “Please don’t be mad at me.” I place my hand on his back, hoping to calm him with my touch.

  He looks to me and shakes his head. “I’m not mad at you, I’m mad that someone did this to you.”

  “How do you know I didn’t do it to myself?” He eyes me in a ‘I’m-not-a-fool-don’t-treat-me-like-a-fool’ way. “Fine,” I huff, crossing my arms across my chest defiantly, as I rest against the grill bench. “The other day when Creed came to see Lexi, he wanted to hook up.” His eyes pop wide open and he clenches his jaw, I shake my head from side to side, “I told him no, and he didn’t like it. I stepped back from him and hit the corner of the hall table.”

  “You stepped back? Or he pushed you?”

  “A little of both.”

  “Cress, why are you defending him?”

  “Because it's nothing. He was mad I wouldn’t sleep with him.”

  “You were still sleeping with him?”

  “Occasionally I would, yes, but I haven’t slept with him in over a year. Ave would always yell at me when I would and after I always felt ashamed. When I saw him the other day, I felt nothing for him.” Taking a deep breath, I continue, “For the first time ever, he didn’t have a hold on me. It felt freeing and clearly I pissed him off. I don’t think he meant to hurt me.”

  “Don’t defend his actions, Cress. You never, N-E-V-E-R hit a woman.”

  “He didn’t hit me.”

  “Hit, push, whatever. You never touch a woman, period.”

  “Well, I guess you won’t be touching me ever again,” I tease.

  He slides his hand around my waist, pulls me into him, and whispers, “How I touch you is the only way a woman should be touched.” He kisses my neck. “Every inch of their body should be worshipped.” Kiss. “Caressed.” Kiss. “Admired.” Kiss. “Adored.” Kiss. “Loved.”

  Swallowing deeply, I stare up at him. “I like how you worship, adore, caress, and love my body.” Looking over his shoulder, I see that Lexi isn’t looking; lifting to my toes, I press my lips to his and kiss him deeply. Wrapping my arms around his shoulders, I press myself into his bod
y. His cock thickens between us. Pulling back, I grin, “Seems you like how I worship you too.”

  “You are a minx, Cress Bayliss. Just you wait ‘til I get you alone.”

  “Ohh yeah, and what will you do to me, Preston Knight?”

  “Well.” He leans in, his breath heating my neck. He nibbles my earlobe and whispers, “First, I would strip you out of this sexy as fuck one-piece. Then I would lick and worship every inch of your body with my tongue. Then I’d pay extra attention to your pussy with my mouth and fingers and once you’d come on my face, I’d fuck you. I’d fuck you hard and fast and after you’ve come again, I’d fuck you sweetly and slowly.”

  My body is thrumming as I process his words. My clit throbs. “Preston, you don’t play fair.”

  “All’s fair in orgasms and war,” he says. He kisses the tip of my nose and turns away to focus on the grill.

  “Asshole,” I mumble under my breath. “I’ll go get us more drinks and the sides.”

  “Okay,” he says, without a care in the world.

  As I walk away from him, I grin as an evil thought appears. Grabbing my phone off the counter, I race into the bathroom and lock the door; I really don’t want Lexi to walk in on this. Lifting my leg onto the vanity, I slide my finger under my suit, I accidentally brush my clit. I shudder and moan at the contact. “Damn you, Preston,” I whisper.

  Positioning my phone, I take a sexy pic of my finger under my suit and text it to Preston.

  CRESS: Payback’s a bitch

  CRESS: **attaches photo**

  Washing my hands, I head into the kitchen and prepare the salad to go with the chicken breasts. I’m grabbing the plates when my phone pings with a text. Looking up, I see Preston staring at me. With a smirk, I read his reply.

  PRESTON: You are a minx…your ass is mine next time we are alone