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“Why do I suspect that you planned this all along?” Ivy asks me.
I laugh. “Maybe I did. You need more than a salad.”
Lunch is fun and easy, but time goes by too fast, and we have to leave if we are to be on time for the prenatal appointment. I’m proud that I haven’t missed one appointment, and I don’t plan to.
We use my car as Ivy came by Uber. In the car, I can’t resist placing my hand on her thigh and softly massaging her over the material of her dress. Big mistake. By the time we get to Dr. Brown’s office, my cock is rock hard.
“You brought that on yourself,” Ivy says with a laugh, staring pointedly at the front of my pants.
“You’re irresistible. I wish I were taking you home.”
“You can. After this,” she says softly.
My cock lurches. I mentally go over my schedule for the afternoon. I’m not seeing patients, but I have a meeting with my brothers later in the afternoon. Depending on how fast this appointment goes, I can probably make it back in time for the meeting.
Holding Ivy’s hand as we walk is automatic. It’s not something I give any thought to. She feels like an extension of myself. We are a few minutes early, and we sit at the reception area waiting to be called in.
At exactly two on the dot, the receptionist asks us to go in. After exchanging pleasantries, Dr. Brown gets into it, asking Ivy questions and jotting down notes on her file. I like how thorough she is, making me feel that Ivy and our baby are in good hands.
After that, Ivy goes to the examination room. I follow closely behind. A nurse gives her a paper gown.
“Do you need help?” she asks Ivy.
“I’ll be fine, thanks.”
She leaves us, and without being asked, I help Ivy undress.
“Behave yourself,” she teases as I unclasp her bra.
“I am, and it’s taking every ounce of self-control I possess to do so.” Still, I can’t resist cupping her breasts for a few seconds. Ivy gently slaps my hand away.
Dr. Brown returns and examines Ivy. She’s happy with the baby’s progress and with Ivy’s health. “Everything is going splendidly,” she says and proceeds to give us a report. Knowing that I’m in the medical world, she gives us more details than she probably does other patients, and I’m grateful for it.
I help Ivy dress after getting the date for the next appointment. Back in the car, Ivy cups my cock casually as though she’s reaching for a glass of water, and just like that, my cock roars to life.
I groan. “You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?”
She grins. “Very much so. I can’t wait to get home.”
I like the sound of that. Home. It’s on the tip of my mouth to ask her whether she’s thought about my proposal. But I quickly realize that asking her that amounts to pressuring her, which is the last thing she needs.
“Me too.” I gently remove her hand. “I know you want to get home in one piece.”
I’m too aroused to make conversation. Ivy is quiet, too, and when we get home, we move as if we’re on the way to put out a fire. I keep Ivy’s hand firmly in mine, and in the elevator, I pull her to me and kiss her deeply. The elevator comes to a stop when we’re still kissing.
“Let’s go in,” Ivy says, breaking the kiss.
I’ve never played hooky from work or let a woman come before my work. I open the door and slam it shut behind us. I quiet my thoughts by taking Ivy into my arms and kissing her.
“You smell so good,” I murmur as I trail kisses from her jaw to her neck. I feel like a caveman, as though I’m no longer in control of myself. I cup Ivy’s breasts and squeeze them.
She cries out. “I’m so wet for you,” she says.
“Let me feel.” I dip my hand under her dress, between her thighs. She moans softly while I find the hem of her panties and push it to one side. She’s so fucking wet.
I stroke her folds and then find her clit, rolling it between my thumb and forefinger. Ivy drapes her arms around my neck, using me for support. I return my lips to her mouth and tease her lower lip, nibbling on it while playing with her clit.
“Alec, please,” she says.
