Page 27 of Doctoring Dolly

“Oooo,” she breathed, this time in erotic appreciation and not protest.

Holding her fine ass in both hands, he began to fuck in and out fast and hard, a sudden need to mark her as his driving him. It wasn’t until they came a millisecond apart he realized that, for the first time in his life, he had forgotten to wear a condom.

In that moment, he could not find it in himself to be concerned. It felt too good as he continued inching in and out of her, realizing that going bare for the first time in his life felt so much better than wearing a raincoat.

Dolly sighed sadly when he pulled out of her body, but after being in the pool and now here, they were sure to be growing pruney. He rinsed them both off again, before turning off the water and stepping out of the shower. He dried her and then wrapped another fresh towel around her before drying himself off.

“Go get dressed and I’ll order dinner,” he said, giving her a swat to get her moving out of the bathroom.

Once she left, he took a moment to wring out and hang up their swimsuits and towels. Then he quickly pulled the clothes he had worn earlier back on. As he did, he made a mental list of conversation topics and specific questions that would help him learn more about the woman he wanted to claim for his own.

After sharing dinner delivered by room service on the patio just outside Quincy’s room, he settled back with a glass of wine and tried to decide which question to ask first. He had so many it was difficult to choose where to start.

With a deep breath, he chose to start at the beginning, just like he would with any other date. “This may be moving backward, but I have to ask. Where do you live?”

CHAPTER 15

The question came out of left field since just moments before they had been talking about going into town the following day and doing a little shopping and sightseeing.

Before she could choose a vague answer, there was a loud, fast knock on the hall door in Quincy’s room at the same time the room phone began to ring.

Thank heavens for a reprieve. Standing, she entered his room. “I’ll answer the door, you get the phone.”

It took her a moment to undo his extra security, but finally she opened the door, to find a teary-eyed Sadie on the other side. The Little was bouncing in place and wringing her hands.

Before Dolly could give her the hug she looked like she desperately needed, Sadie looked past her into the room.

“Where’s Quincy?” she asked. “We need him.”

Just then Quincy appeared and paused just long enough to brush a kiss on Dolly’s cheek before turning his attention to Sadie. “I was on the phone with Erika. Can you take me where they are?”

“That’s why I’m here,” Sadie said, taking his hand and starting to run down the hall toward the lobby. Quincy had to jog to keep up.

Concerned about safety as much as what Quincy was headed off to face, Dolly took a moment to close and lock the sliding doors then closed the curtains in both their rooms. After pulling on a pair of sneakers, she flipped on the light in her bathroom and then left, hoping she would be able to find Sadie and Quincy.

When she reached the lobby, she looked around, then headed to the front desk. The night clerk would know where the emergency was.

“He’s in the infirmary,” Les said before she could ask her question. The man pointed toward the hallway on the opposite side of the lobby from where she had come.

“Thanks, Les.”

She took off across the lobby in as fast a powerwalk as she dared. If she tried to run, she would surely fall and hurt herself and the last thing anyone needed was another injury to deal with.

The infirmary was the first door on the right, just across from the cafeteria.

Dolly was surprised there were only three women standing in the hall. She had expected all the residents of the Ranch to be in the hall waiting to hear news of the patient.

Instead, Sadie and another woman she had not met yet were hugging the third while murmuring to her, no doubt trying to console her. The only problem was tears were falling down Sadie’s face nearly as fast as they were on the woman she was consoling.

“Sadie? Is there anything I can do to help?” Dolly asked, stopping several feet away from the clusterhug.

Sadie looked at her and blinked before nodding. “Can you go into the kitchen and ask whoever is in there for a bottle of water and a clean dishtowel?”

“Sure thing,” Dolly said as she turned toward the cafeteria.

While the kitchen extended behind the cafeteria and both restaurants, going through the cafeteria offered the most direct path.

The dining room was empty and sparkling clean, so she continued through to the kitchen door. She felt uncomfortable for a minute as she crossed behind the counter into forbidden territory, but she was a woman on a mission. Taking a deep breath, she pushed through the closed double doors into the kitchen.

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