Page 22 of Doctor Do-Over

I still my hips and let him move, but it’s becoming too much. Each long and slow thrust causes his pelvis to press into my clit. I’m barely hanging on.

I can’t stop the tightening of my core if I wanted to. When he looks down at me, I almost see madness in his eyes before his pupils overtake everything as he slams into me, making me scream. He pulls out and slams in again, and I cry out.

“Yes. Yes. Tanner. Yes.”

“No more fucking. Just you and me, kitten. Loving you forever.” His words are punctuated by a thrust, and I scream again as my orgasm slams into me.

Tanner

Her orgasm takes me over, and I plant myself deep, coming so hard it feels like I’m being twisted inside out. I look down at her and wonder if she really heard my words. I love her, and I want her to know it. But I’m afraid it will scare her off. Or that she will think I’m only saying it because we are having sex or because of the baby. It’s none of those. It’s all her nerdy self.

I hold myself up over her, not wanting to put any pressure on the baby. As soon as I trust my legs not to collapse, I slowly pull out. She mewls and sighs. Her dazed eyes are focused on my cock. It’s still partially hard. I want her again, but I don’t want to hurt her.

I lift her up and carry her to the adjoining bathroom, where I slip into the shower and hit the controls. The cold stream hits me first and then warms. I hold her against my body as I slowly lower her legs, making sure she can bear the weight and that her heart rate is good. She practically purrs as I wash her body.

She’s dressed in one of my shirts. It’s longer than the dress she wore the first time I saw her. She’s sitting on the counter as Ilook in the fridge for something to make for us to eat. Eddie already had his dinner and is relaxed on the kitchen floor. I set up his food bowls and stocked his kibble before the first time I went to her apartment. Ridley told me what to purchase.

“Here, let me.” She slides off the counter.

I lean against the other as she pulls out some leftovers. She knows where everything is in the kitchen. She prepares us a meat, gravy, and potato dish, the gravy being the only part she makes from scratch. I just watch her, loving the sight of her feeling at home in my kitchen.

We sit at the bar to eat with her sitting next to me. I hate that I’m going to have to take her back to her apartment tonight. I want her to stay here. I look over to where Eddie has now moved to the rug in the great room. They are both content in my home.

I’m not going to remind her that she should go back to her apartment. I’ll let her bring it up. As we eat, we ask each other questions. I learn that she might be heading to LA right after the New Year to help with production on the show.

“The baby will still be a newborn.” I hate reminding her.

“I know. That’s why I’m requesting that I do it over Zoom. I don’t want to travel when she’s that young,” she says. I can’t hide the breath of relief that escapes me. She reaches out and presses her hand to my leg. “Tanner, our daughter is my priority. I won’t jeopardize her or our relationship. They can do this over the phone or via video chat.”

“I know she means so much to you. Have you thought of a name for her?”

“I was thinking, since she’s due at Christmastime, we could do a play on a holiday name.” She smiles.

“I like that idea. How about Noel?” I suggest.

“I really like that, but how about we spell it N-o-e-l-l-e? That way it won’t always seem like a Christmas name.”

“Good idea.” I slide a hand along her arm and up to her neck. She leans into my touch, and I feel myself falling deeper for her.

“I have to get back,” she says softly, and I nod.

I hold her hand the whole drive back. As we pass the cliffs heading back to town, I roll down my window so we can hear the waves crashing below.

“I’ve always loved that sound, but I hate this part of the road.”

“Why?”

“I have a fear of going over the cliff.”

“That won’t happen, kitten. I won’t let it.”

“Thank you.” She leans her head back, and we both listen as we drive through the darkness to her apartment. The urge to turn around and take her back to my house grows as we get closer to hers.

Ten

WRYAN

November is unseasonably warm. It doesn’t feel like we just celebrated Thanksgiving and that Christmas is right around the corner. The trees are fully adorned in their fall colors. Yesterday, we had Thanksgiving with my family, and my parents were happy to finally meet Tanner. J.D. was a pill, persistently asking if we were going to let our child be born out of wedlock.

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