Page 24 of Property of Doc

CHAPTER

THIRTEEN

Doc

We head up to our room after saying good night to everyone and I can tell that she had a good time with the other women. “You don’t mind that we didn’t get to go for a ride, do you?” she asks as I unlock the door.

Once I have us inside, I spin her so her back is against the door, then kiss her until we’re both breathless. “Thinking of a different kind of ride right now, sweetheart,” I murmur against the shell of her ear. Feeling the full body shudder while a slight breathy moan slips out has my cock hardening so quickly, I fear for the integrity of my jeans. I reach over and cup her face, kissing her again until her eyes are slightly unfocused.

“I think I’d like that,” she whispers. “Besides, it looked kind of windy out.”

I slide my cut off and toss it onto my dresser, then I begin undressing her where she stands, taking the opportunity to kiss, lick, and nibble each area of exposed skin. “It is, which is why this is the better choice for now.”

Once she’s undressed, I pull my shirt over my head then feel her hands as they work my belt buckle. My cock throbs in anticipation of her touch, causing me to moan. Since my boots are still on, my jeans puddle at my ankles, which would be an issue if we were going anywhere else, except we’re not.

Grabbing her by the waist, I lift her so her core is lined up with my cock, which is leaking pre-cum like a damn fountain. When her legs wrap around me and I feel the heat coming from her, I hiss as I lower her until she’s fully seated with her back pressed against the wall.

“I feel so full in this position,” she pants out as she starts trying to move. She quickly gets frustrated because my hands are on her hips, keeping her from doing anything at all. “Doc,” she whines, making my one syllable road name sound like it’s got at least five more added on, “please,pleasemove!”

When I start thrusting upward, she quickly catches on to the rhythm and uses her muscular legs to allow her to undulate against me while brushing against her distended clit. I start to swivel my hips on the downward thrust, and she bangs her head against the door as a keening cry escapes her lips. “Fuck, you’re beautiful when you’re taking my cock,” I murmur, increasing my pace. “You gonna come for me, beautiful?”

“God, yes,” she moans as she starts circling her own hips, creating a new friction that has my balls drawing up as my back starts to tingle. “Think we can come at the same time?”

“If you keep moving like that, it’s a fucking guarantee,” I reply between thrusts.

“Three, two, one… blast off!” she shrieks as her pussy clamps down on my cock, the suddenness causing my own release to explode from the tip of my cock to fill her hot, tight sheath.

As we both ride out the waves of our mutual orgasms, she leans in and kisses me, her body still trembling in ecstasy. She pulls back and says, “I love you so fucking much, Hanson Brooks, that it’s a bit scary.”

“Love you more,” I reply, nipping her lower lip. “And there’ll never be a reason for you to consider our love scary, Gretchen.”

A long, hot, satisfying shower later has us curled up on the bed as I run my fingers through her still-damp hair. “You know we’re playing with fire,” she says, glancing up at me.

“So?”

“A baby would change things, we’re just starting out, Doc, what if things go south? Then we’d have to figure out co-parenting and all that shit,” she replies.

“Since it’s not gonna go south, there’s no issue,” I retort. “I’m sure we’ll have our fair share of squabbles, but we’re both grown ass adults and we’ll deal with anything that comes up with honest, open communication.”

“I… I like that,” she confesses. “I can’t say that I’m a relationship expert by any means, but I know that secrets can cause problems.”

“There’ll be times I can’t tell you what’s happening when it involves the club,” I warn. “And, of course, patients, but outside of that, I’m not going to keep things from you.”

“I was thinking,” she says, “and I feel like I should come into the clinic a few days a week to keep my license active. But the rest of the time, I want to see what I can build from this hobby of mine.”

“Love that idea, baby. What are you gonna call it?”

“Goodies by Gretchen? Is that catchy enough?” she asks.

“I know some of Gretchen’s goodies I want,” I tease, leaning in and nipping her nose.

“Doc! This is serious so what do you think? Is it a good name? Because I’ll need to create a logo so I can get my branding out there.”

“I like it and what if you ask Shelly to sketch something for you? She’s obviously got the talent,” I reply, pointing to her tattoo.

“Do you think she would?” she questions.

“Yes, I do. I know if she had been here tonight, she’d have been in the thick of things,” I state.