by Tasha Jones
“Doc! I’m gonna cum! Fuck! Yes! Yes!” He pushed into me hard one last time, and I could feel him spasm inside me, emptying himself deep within me.
He rested his head on my shoulder as we both caught our breath. It was hands down the most incredible sex I’d ever had, and that scared the shit out of me.
After a minute or two, he rolled off of me.
Chapter 6
“Doc, are you okay? I didn’t hurt you, did I?”
“No, you didn’t hurt me. That was far from hurt. That was amazing.”
“I’d have to agree with you there. Come here.” He pulled me over so that my head was resting on his chest. I pulled the blanket over us, and he ran his fingers gently up and down my back. I’d never felt so satisfied and content before.
“I’m glad you decided to give it up.” I started to giggle into his chest.
“Very funny, Doc. I didn’t stick to that for very long, did I? That’s your fault for being so beautiful and sexy. I couldn’t resist your charms for another second.”
“Yeah, sure. I’m just a goddess with this black eye and bum ankle.”
“Your strength and determination is totally sexy. Don’t kid yourself.”
We laughed and talked a bit more, and I started to drift off to sleep in his arms. It felt nice to be held. I felt protected and wanted, and those feelings were more important to me than anything else.
***
I must have fallen asleep because when I woke up, I was alone in the bed. I glanced at the clock and noticed it read 1:45 am. Eric was next to the bed getting dressed.
“What’s wrong?”
“One of my ranch hands called. There’s trouble with one of the horses. I gotta go see if the vet needs to be called.”
“Oh. I hope everything is okay.” I tried not to let him hear the disappointment in my voice. I was glad it was dark so he couldn’t see the range of emotions pass over my face. After what we just shared, he needed to run off and leave me in bed alone, making me feel like it had just been a one night stand.
“I’m sorry, Doc. I wanted to stay right there in bed with you. I’ll make it up to you, I promise.” He leaned in and gave me a quick kiss on the lips and hurried out the door.
I couldn’t fight the sadness that came over me when I heard the front door open and close. I knew he was a good guy, but it was the first night, and he had already loved me and left me. Was I ready to be with a man whose life was devoted to something else? Could I be selfless enough to let him go when they needed him?
I lay there in the dark wide awake, trying to decided whether there was a future for me and Eric Langdon after all.
Chapter 7
I woke up the next morning and rolled over. My arms instinctively reached for a warm body in the bed next to me, and I felt a new rush of disappointment as I remembered that Eric had slipped away during the night. Duty called, and I understood that, especially in my profession, but I still wished I could have woken up next to him.
I was still completely bare beneath the sheets, and the smooth cotton felt good against my skin. I noticed that the ache in my muscles had eased up, and I felt like I could actually move on my own. Despite feeling warm and comfortable in the afterglow of my time with Eric, I knew that I needed to get up and get ready for work.
As soon as I sat up and let my feet hit the floor, I started to get up, testing my weight out on my bad ankle. I was able to stand long enough to grab my crutches and easily maneuver over to slip my robe off the back of the door and put it on. Moving a little faster than the day before, I went into the bathroom and started to get ready for my day.
When I closed my eyes, I could still picture every inch of his strong body and the way it moved with mine. Eric had awakened feelings in me that had been tucked away for far too long. He was exactly the opposite of how he looked. His appearance was rugged and tough, but the way he made love to me was soft and thorough. He put me first in every aspect of what we did. I felt spoiled considering what my last boyfriend had been like.
The hot water of the shower fell over me, and it eased the aching muscles in my body. It felt good, but I didn’t like the idea of it washing the lingering presence of Eric’s touch and kisses away. I could only hope that the events of the night before weren’t a one-time thing. If it was, I would have to live with the humiliation of facing him around town and treating his father in my office.
After about 30 minutes, I was presentable enough to face the public. I was going to attempt to drive myself to work. I had nothing if I didn’t have my independence, and the last two days had really stolen that from me. I threw everything I needed into a backpack so my hands would be free to use the crutches. Grabbing my keys, I headed out the door and locked it behind me.
As soon as I reached my SUV, it started to drizzle. I almost lost my balance, and in the process of regaining my composure, I dropped my keys under the car.
“Shit! Shit shit shit shit shit!” I swore loudly as I tried to figure out how I was going to get myself onto the ground with two skinned knees and a sprained ankle. The rain started to come down harder, and any hope of my hair not turning into a frizzy mess disappeared with each new drop.
Tears of frustration welled in my eyes. I couldn’t get in the SUV or back into the house without those keys. So much for my independence. I remembered that my phone was in my pocket, and I leaned against the wet car to get it out.
I dialed Jenna’s number, but I just got her voicemail. Of course this would be the one time that her phone wasn’t glued to her hand. Then I tried the office, but I got the answering machine. The last thing I wanted to do was let Eric see me in this hopeless state, but he might have been my only option at that point.
Too afraid, or maybe ashamed, to let him hear my voice, I sent him a text.
I’m stranded outside my house in the rain. Can you help?
I sent the text quickly before I lost my nerve, and then I stumbled back over to my front stoop to try to stay out of the rain. It was only about 45 degrees, and I felt a chill pass through me from getting soaked after just five minutes. This just wasn’t my week.
Just as I was about to sit down on the damp stoop because my knees were getting weak, I heard the familiar roar of a big truck. The tires squealed as the truck turned too quickly onto the slick blacktop of my driveway. He barely put the truck in park and killed the engine before his boots hit the ground and he was running toward me. I suddenly felt very silly for sending him the text.
“Doc, are you okay? Are you hurt? What happened?”
“You’re gonna be mad that you rushed right over here when I tell you what I did.”
“I doubt that. Why are you out in the rain?”
“I was trying my hardest to be independent again, and I almost made it without any major catastrophes. Until I got to the car. I was getting ready to get in, and I dropped my keys under the car. I stood there trying to figure out a way to get them, but between my knees and my ankle, I couldn’t get down there. I tried Jenna first, but she didn’t answer. I’m so sorry I bothered you.”
He gave me that adorable half grin as he walked backward and got down on his knees, then dropped to his stomach, unaffected by the rain that was starting to fall harder. Within seconds, he was back on his feet and headed in my direction, keys jangling in his hand. I couldn’t help but smile back. Eric did things to me with just a smile that some men had never even accomplished in the bedroom.
“Looking for these, Doc?”
“Yes, thank you so much. I feel awful that you’re soaked!”
“I don’t mind. I have to be out in it at the ranch today anyway. But I have to say, if you really wanted to see me this badly, you didn’t need to lose your keys. You could have just told me you missed me.”
Instinctively, I reached out and swatted his arm, throwing off my balance a bit. He, of course, reached out and grabbed me. I was back in his arms, and a rush of need and emotion came over me. As soon as our eyes locked, his lips were on mine. My m
outh opened to let him in, and if any of the people from town had walked by at that moment, they might not consider me such a good and honorable physician.
The best part was that I didn’t care. Eric Langdon made everything else fade into the background of my life. I took his cowboy hat off and held it behind his back. His hands grasped the back of my head where my hair was wound up tightly. We were getting carried away, the light tapping of the rain the only sound except for our ever-urgent kisses.
Without a word, Eric held me with one arm while he unlocked the front door with the other one. Then he surprised me by lifting me with one arm and taking my crutches in the other and carrying all of it into the house, shutting and locking the door behind him. He never set me down, but he only got me to the couch before attempting to set me down gently.
“I hated leaving you, Malia. I could barely concentrate on the business back at the ranch. I could still smell you on me and taste you in my mouth. Even one of my ranch hands asked me if everything was okay. That snapped me out of it for a while, but as soon as I got your text, there you were again. I couldn’t get out of there and over here fast enough. You’re so damn beautiful and smart, and you keep me on my toes.”
I couldn’t even get a word in before he lifted me again and spun us around so that he was sitting on my couch and I was straddling his lap. My sopping wet coat was quickly thrown aside along with my cotton shirt. I pulled his navy blue pocket t-shirt over his head because I wanted skin-to-skin contact. He reached around and struggled briefly with the hooks on my bra, but when he finally freed my breasts, his lips locked around one of my nipples.
I took in a sharp breath, shocked by the sudden contact. My hands went to the back of his head, holding him in place as he flicked my nipple with his tongue. Eric’s hand made quick work of the button on my jeans. His hand slipped down the front of them and beneath my lace boy shorts, sending a shock of electricity through me as his fingers moved through my folds.
His mouth went to my neck, hot and wet, and all I could do was hold on as his finger slipped inside of me. I started to ride his hand, unable to control my need for him and the release I knew he could bring. The tip of his finger flicked against my g-spot, causing me to lose any sense of dignity or control I was trying to hold on to. I rocked against him, claiming his mouth hungrily as I searched for my release.
"Just let go, Doc. Give it to me. That's right." He pushed his hand against me and rubbed me just the right way to set me completely free. I dug my nails into his shoulders as wave after wave hit me.
Eric stood up suddenly, lifting me with him, and spun us around so that I was on my back on the couch. He worked quickly to remove his worn leather belt and jeans that were dusty from the morning work on the ranch. Soon he stood before me in nothing but a pair of plaid boxers. The muscles in his stomach and chest were the kind that only came from hard labor. I reached up and traced a scar that ran down from one of his hip bones past the waistband of his boxers. It made me pause for a minute and look up into his green eyes. I saw them cloud over a bit, and I knew it was something he didn't want to discuss. Instead, he slipped the boxers off and threw them to the side before positioning himself between my legs.
I could see him purposefully trying to keep all his weight on his arms and off of me, still afraid of worsening my already-fragile frame. In that moment, though, I didn't care. I just needed him inside me again. It seemed like everything else went away when we got lost in each other.
He leaned down and sucked a nipple into his mouth at the same time that he entered me. I cried out from the full feeling, aching for him to keep moving and continue to fuel the fire we had started. I spread my legs wider and pushed my hips up, attempting to get him in as deep as he could go. My breathing was already speeding up.
With other men it had been nearly impossible for me to get off, but with Eric, I felt like I could come just from kissing him. I ran my hands up and down his chest then reached around and grabbed his well-sculpted ass. He was teasing me with slow strokes, pulling all the way out, only to thrust all the way back in. I urged him to go faster with my hands, and he looked down at me and smiled.
Suddenly my ankles were resting on his shoulders and he was hitting a spot inside me that I didn't even know existed. His jaw flexed in the sexiest way as he concentrated on getting us both what we craved. I put one hand between us and started to rub slow circles around my most sensitive spot. The combination of Eric's calculated thrusts and my fingers made my whole body begin to tingle.
"Fuck, Doc. You're enough to make me lose it as soon as I get near you. What are you doing to me? So perfect."
I absorbed his words but was unable to give him a reply. I couldn't be torn away from the bubble of concentration and pleasure that I was lost it. Sweat began to form on Eric's chest and back as he tried his best to stay in control.
Before long I couldn't stop myself from losing it. I squeezed myself around his throbbing member as I came harder than I had the first time. I felt like I might pass out from the intensity of it.
As I came down from my high, I watched him still driving toward his. His eyes never left mine and his thrusts were precise.
"Eric, you made me cum so hard. I wanna feel you cum inside me. Cum for me."
I grasped his rock hard forearms as he pushed into me hard. After a few more seconds, he gave one last thrust before grunting loudly and spilling himself deep inside me. Only after his body stopped shaking did he finally let himself relax on top of me, leaning in to give me another kiss that told me that this just might be more than random sex.
Chapter 8
"Doc, that was not what I was expecting to come here and do. I was just gonna get your keys, I swear. But I can't seem to control myself around you. Must be something in the water in this town. "
I reached out and gave him a slap on the arm for that statement, but I knew what he meant. Now I was late for work, and I was surprised that Jenna hadn't sent out a search party yet.
"I wasn't expecting that either. A little while ago I was pretty sure that this was the worst day of my life. I felt more alone than I ever had before. Then you pull up like one of those cowboys in an old Western ready to save the damsel in distress. Though I doubt I look like any of those fair-skinned, well-endowed women from those movies. Replace them with a curly-haired, dark-skinned lady with a slightly smaller chest and you'd have this story." I chuckled to myself as I said it, but Eric looked less than thrilled.
"You're damn beautiful, Doc. Don't sell yourself short. I'd save you from any situation anywhere in this world." My cheeks reddened at this grand gesture. I'd never had a man treat me like I mattered. Like he would drop everything to be mine.
"Well thank you. I'd love to stay wrapped up here with you all day, but we both have responsibilities to get to. If I don't see the patients, they'll come knocking on my door. That's the problem with being the only doctor for miles."
I looked up into his eyes one more time before giving him a quick peck on the lips and wriggling myself out from under him. I did this rather clumsily due to the fact that I was still slightly crippled. Eric was nice enough to get up and gather my clothes and help me into them. I watched him get dressed and felt myself wanting to beg him to stay naked and join me in bed for the rest of the day. But I knew that wasn't possible.
About a half hour after Eric arrived, we were back outside standing by my car.
"You sure you're okay to drive? I really don't mind giving you a ride. I can come back and pick you up whenever you want. Just text or call me."
"I need to get back to my normal routine somehow, but thank you." He placed one of his rough hands on the side of my face, kissing me long and deep. Just as we were breaking apart, Mrs. Grant, the mayor’s wife and the town’s eyes and ears, drove by and beeped and waved.
We broke apart quickly, trying to look innocent even though we knew we’d been caught. I waved and Eric tipped his hat at her.
“I hope you’re ready for the whole town to k
now about this, Doc. She’s probably already sent out a group text or tweeted a picture of the two of us.” He laughed to himself, and I could feel my cheeks flush. I wasn’t ready to reveal this to the world yet.
“I don’t know about that. But I guess there’s no changing it now. I need to get to work.” He looked like he wanted to kiss me again, but a nervous feeling had taken over. I needed to get away from him.
I slid into the driver’s seat, and he placed my crutches in the passenger seat so I could reach them. There was a bit of tension in the air between us, and I didn’t want to stay there any longer. I could barely look at the man that had just made love to me minutes earlier.
“I’ll call you later, Doc. Hope I can see you again real soon.”
“Sounds good. Talk to you later.” I watched him shut my door and go back to his truck, pausing to look at me one more time before climbing on the side step and hauling himself up into the truck. I felt a mixture of guilt and fear as I watched him back away.
Maybe we had rushed into this too quickly. If something bad happened and we broke up, we would both still have to live in this town. If we ended up hating each other and he got sick or hurt, I would still have to treat him. It was a chance I would take with anyone, but I felt like part of my heart already belonged to him. I needed some time to process this.
I made it to the office and was able to stumble in there without any major issues. Jenna was surprised to see me when I hobbled in.
“Malia, I thought you might be staying home today. Did Eric drop you off?” The mention of his name made my stomach twist.
“No, I drove myself. I need some of my independence back. I can’t rely on a man to get me everywhere I need to go.”
“Oh, I’m sorry. I didn’t know that was a sore spot for you. I didn’t think you heard she was back in town yet.”
