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Sitting in my bed, sheets covering his lower half, Greg watches as I peel my dress off and climb in next to him. I lay on my back, and Greg bends down to press a sweet kiss on my lips, then my neck, then my breast. I slide my hands down my body and spread my vulva before circling my clit with my fingers.
“Don’t forget, I want to watch you, too.”
Greg laughs before pulling my nipple into his mouth and tugging, letting it free with a pop. “Trust me, I don’t need much time at all.”
I spread my legs, and Greg shifts so one of his is between mine, his erection against my hip, the tip damp. Greg’s close, but I’m close too. Grinding on him got me so amped up, and with his hot mouth on my breast and my fingers working my clit just right, my orgasm comes quick. Greg groans as I arch underneath him and cry out.
Then his heat disappears, and I open my eyes. He’s on his knees beside me, glasses askew and fist furiously working over his cock. I watch the muscles shifting and flexing, the flush over his chest, the tight skin of his cock head that peeks through his foreskin with every stroke.
His other hand clamps down on my thigh, tightening as he throws his head back and grunts. Cum spurts onto his chest, his body tense and trembling.
With a sigh, he relaxes, letting go of my leg and his cock. Greg glances down at the mess on his chest and laughs. “Jesus.”
His gaze sweeps up my body, and Greg smiles at me. “How you feeling?”
Those words have been said to me so many times in the past few days, but this time it’s different. It’s not the inquisitiveness of a doctor but with a sly grin, a hint of cockiness, and satisfaction in his tone.
“I feel really good.”
His grin broadens. But then he glances down and holds his hands out in front of him. “Can I use your shower?”
“Yeah, of course.”
Greg knee-walks to the edge of the bed, careful not to drip.
I watch his ass as he walks away and call out after him. “Maybe next time you can come on me.” After the words escape, I snap my mouth shut. I can’t believe I asked him to do that, but the idea of reserved Greg coming on me is exciting.
Greg stops and glances down at his dick. “Welp, you woke him back up.” He laughs and disappears into the bathroom.
Next time? What the hell? I never would have expected the shy guy who came to take care of me to be a vacation fling, but here I am, naked and satisfied.
When Greg emerges wrapped in a towel. “Maybe not next time,” he says, picking right up where I left off, “but when we get back to Dallas, I can come on you, and we can shower together. That shower is a bit tight for two.”
I sit up as Greg flings the towel off and crawls onto the bed. “In Dallas?”
“Yeah,” he says, turning onto his side and propping himself up on his elbow. “Maybe after our first real date.”
“Date?”
At my tone, Greg sits up, leaning against the headboard next to me. “Well, yeah. I want to date you, Michelle.”
“You don’t really know me,” I say, forcing the words out, even though they make me sad. “I haven’t been my normal self; I’ve been your patient. That’s not….”
“People don’t completely change who they are on vacation. Nor do they completely change when they're sick. You are still you, and I like you.”
“I’ve practically been a recluse and have had almost no fun, and that’s not me. It’s why I bartend; I love talking to people. I love having a night out. I like parties. Besides, I tend bar; you work in a hospital. Our schedules will never mash-up.” I lean forward, winding up for the final argument. “I’ve been my worst self,” I explain. “You deserve more than that.”
The words fall between us, and Greg sits in the silence. I think for sure that he gets my point.
Until he wraps his arms around me and tugs me into his lap. “I’ve seen you at your worst. Okay. But I like you at your worst. And I can’t wait to see you at your best. What do you have to lose, sweetheart?”
I lean my forehead against his chest, where I can feel his heart beating, solid and strong. “But what about our schedules?”
Greg chuckles at the weakness of my argument. “Seeing you a little is better than seeing you never.”
“Will you come to the bar?”
“Of course. I’ll even invite some of my friends. They’ll think an alien has taken over my body, but they’ll come.”
