First Love

by Amy Brent

  “We have a little time.” I lived close to the hospital, so all I needed was a shower. I reached down to cup my cock as it hardened again under the blanket, watching her carefully. Madeline looked at me with a sleepy smile, and I moved towards her to kiss her slowly. I loved the feel of her sweet, full lips against my mouth as we kissed and groaned as her body pressed against mine. She was curvy in all the perfect places, and I wondered what her nipple would feel like in my mouth as her tongue danced against mine. I kept it up until I needed air and pushed the blankets back. I needed to piss and maybe work in a quick jerk, so I wouldn’t attack her.

  I got my business done quickly and walked back into the bedroom to see her on her side, looking out of the window. Fuck, she was gorgeous, and my heart did a little dance inside of my chest. “Do you want something to eat before work?”

  “Something light would be nice. I don’t like to go in too full with all of the running around.” She frowned as she looked at me with an adorable pout on her lips. “Why does this feel natural to me?”

  “I don’t know, but I feel the same way,” I assured her as she scooted out of bed and walked to the bathroom where I’d just pictured her naked as I came into a tissue. That was a nice fantasy to imagine and one that I’d use again. Madeline came back out in her dress, and we made our way downstairs where we fixed sandwiches. We were both waking up, and I walked her to the door to see her off before I took a shower and jerked off again. I kissed her softly, sensing that she needed soft more than hard at first and watched her walk to her car.

  I knew that this woman was going to end up meaning something to me.

  I showered and put on black pants and a white button up shirt, always looking professional when I was on the job. I had scrubs to cover the clothes of need be, and it seemed like I’d come off so much better to a patient and their family. That was something Dad taught me, and I smiled as I headed downstairs for my keys. I wondered what they would think of Madeline. My parents both loved Laura and were near as devastated as I was when she died. That being said, they did want me to try again if the time was right and it seemed like it was. I locked up the house and set the alarm as I ran out to the garage to leave. I had a couple late surgeries to handle tonight, but the rest of the shift would be checking up on patients and getting paperwork done. I wanted to have dinner with Madeline, but I knew how hard it could be to find the time in the busy building. That and the fact that anyone that saw us would start talking immediately. It was better to keep it behind closed doors for now. I made my way through the night following my schedule as I normally do, though I was called to the ER shortly after my first surgery.

  I walked to the desk, seeing Kelly at her usual post. “Doctor J. How’s your night going?” She asked as warmth washed over her face.

  “Busy as always. I hear you have someone I should see down here.” I scanned the area for Madeline rapidly, disappointed that she wasn’t there.

  “We do. Follow me.” Kelly looked at me. “How are you doing?” I knew she was referring to the last six months and I considered that for a moment.

  “I’ve been doing okay, Kelly. Thanks for asking.” I followed her into one of the rooms to see a young man in the bed, passed out as the ER doctor looked at a chart. “Doctor Pearson. What do we have here?” I looked around at the staff to see Madeline standing off to the side, avoiding eye contact with me.

  Smart move, even if it did hurt.

  “Appendicitis,” Mark replied as he nodded at me. “He needs to have surgery quick. He let it go a little long at home before calling an ambulance.”

  “Ah,” I replied as he handed me the chart. I read it and looked at the patient, looking pained even in his state. He wasn’t a minor, so he didn’t need any consent, and everything looked like it should. “I am going to head up and get set up. Bring him to seven in a few?” Mark nodded, and I glanced at Madeline to see her looking at me calmly with bright eyes. She was beautiful.

  “We’ll do it,” Mark told me as I turned to go upstairs and get a room set up. We had some for situations such as these, and this was a common emergency surgery. It hit people fast, but I had a high success rate with fixing the poor patients. I found the seven was empty and got a few people to help me, something that the new kids were always looking to do. With a couple of them looking on and training and some great nurses, I’d have this done in no time. I wished that I could bring Madeline in, but she wasn’t in my section and fuck if she wouldn’t distract me. Nobody had that power ever before, and I wasn’t sure what to do about it.

  I could stop seeing her and just move on, but I didn’t think it was possible. I knew that it wasn’t.

  I had the patient in front of me, and everything was ready to go. I glanced up to the observation window to see Kelly sitting beside Madeline as she indicated what was happening with her hand. That was nice. It was evident that Madeline cared for the patients and I knew that I was going to save this man for her. I looked around the room and asked the new doctors to step forward and watch since this was a basic procedure. Next time, I’d have someone step in, but I wanted to be in control with this guy.

  Just under an hour later, I was finished, and everything looked great. I smiled at everyone and thanked them before taking another look up at the observation room. Madeline was gone, and I felt empty inside for a long moment before I went to clean up.

  I finished my other surgery and realized the night was over, clocking out as I stretched. I wanted Madeline in my bed again to sleep with me, since I had the following day off. I didn’t know if she did, but it would be perfect, making me start thinking as I walked to my car. I was inside with the doors locked when I sent her a text asking if she was awake, smiling as I waited for a response. My phone chimed, and I read that she was at home in bed, followed by a text with an address. I told her that I’d bring breakfast and started the car.

  I grabbed some pastries from a local bakery along with two cups of coffee, heading to her house a few miles away from mine. It was a small cottage, but cute with a big front yard and some lovely flowers. I parked in the driveway and took a slow look around, not seeing any neighbors outside. I made my way to the door and knocked, watching as Madeline opened it and let me in with a yawn. She was wearing a pink robe, and her hair was pulled back as she blinked at me. “Are you okay?” I asked her as I closed and locked the door behind me, looking around the charming living room.

  “Yeah. I’m glad that you came over. Earlier tonight wasn’t enough of you.” Madeline stood on her tiptoes to kiss me, and I returned it, tasting the mint on her lips. She brushed her teeth for me? “Hi.”

  “Hey,” I smiled at her, seeing the sleep still in her eyes. “I got some stuff, but we can eat later.”

  “Bring it back. We can nibble and then sleep, and that coffee smells great.” Her smile widened as she turned and led the way down a small hallway to a surprisingly big room. It had a king-sized bed and dresser with a cute closet, and even room to spare. “I don’t have a shirt to offer you, though. I guess it would be better if I just came to your place.”

  “This is fine. It’s very you, Madeline. I can just wear my briefs if you don’t mind.” I knew that my goddamn cock would he hard the entire time, but she had to know what she did to me. I watched her swallow thickly before nodding, her cheeks a bright red. “Nothing will happen that you don’t ask for. I can restrain myself.”

  “I know,” she said softly as she went to hang the robe on the closet door. Her shirt was red and hung down to her thighs, revealing some black cotton underwear. Very sexy. I stripped and folded my clothes on her dresser as I finished with each piece, feeling her eyes on me. The need was thick in the air, and I licked my lips before I turned to look at her. Desire was all over her face, and her eyes were darker than usual as I stalked towards her bed. The bag and coffees were on a table beside the bed, and she scooted over to make room for me as I slipped under the cream sheet. “Don’t spill,” Madeline whispered before she kissed me again, her l
ips rough against mine.

  She pushed me to my back and straddled me, her hot core pressed against my cock. Holy hell. I was ready to go, and our tongues danced together as I slipped my hands down over her hips and held her close to me.

  It was just hands on a body and a kiss, but I felt like I was going to come apart. Madeline moaned as she rocked weakly against me and I imagined her falling apart on top of me at this moment. God, the idea of making Madeline come so easily made my heart jump and I rocked with her slow and hard. “Let it go, Madeline.” I watched her face as her eyes dropped closed and her mouth formed an O. There was no kissing right now, just movements of hips and the friction that was going to make me explode if we went too much longer.

  “God, Declan. You’re not really doing…anything. It feels so good.” Her body rocked hard against me as I met her with my body. She let out a long cry before her body shuddered and she was releasing on top of my clothed body. I watched her and felt my own body stiffen before I let it go in my underwear, feeling her eyes on me. “Did you…”

  “I did,” I replied gruffly as she stared at me.

  “Just from that?” Madeline questioned as I chuckled.

  “You on top of me is hot as hell. It has also been a while since I’ve been with anyone…a long while. Seeing you come so hard made it impossible not to.” She blushed and shook her head before sliding beside me in bed. “Did that feel good?”

  “Yes. It felt incredible,” she told me as I reached for a cup of coffee. I handed it to her, and she sipped it carefully, her eyes locked with mine.

  CHAPTER 8

  Madeline

  My body felt boneless as I propped myself on the pillows. I never expected that to happen with clothes on. It was certainly a first for me, even though I hadn’t had sex before. I’d come close but didn’t want it, pushing the guy from me and watching the relationship end before my eyes.

  The coffee was sweet if not a bit lukewarm, but I enjoyed it anyway. Declan watched me as he reached for his own cup, surprise crossing his handsome face. “Are you okay?”

  “You surprise me,” Declan told me quietly as I raised an eyebrow. We nibbled on the goodies in the bag, talking until we were too tired to stay awake any longer. I pressed against Declan, feeling closer to him than before as he wrapped an arm around me. We both had the day off, and we thought that we’d sleep here for a while and maybe go to his house. I didn’t care as I kissed his bare chest and curled against him with a smile on my face. I needed to sleep.

  I didn’t wake up for about six hours, and I realized that I’d turned my back to him. Declan was spooning me with his arms around me, one covering my left breast. I didn’t have a bra on, and my nipple ached to be touched as I held in a moan. It pebbled against his hand, and I tried to feel if Declan moved at all. Was he awake?

  His body remained still, but his cock was hard against my ass. I felt like I was going to burst as I lay before him, wanting everything and nothing all at once. I wondered what it would be like to have him touch my bare breast, stroking it with his fingers. What would it be like to feel his lips on my neck, moving down my body until I was arching in front of him with Declan’s mouth on my nipple? My sexual curiosity was climbing, and I reined it in, not willing to take the chance yet. This was new and risky for so many reasons. Giving him my virginity was a bad idea even if I really wanted to in this specific moment.

  Declan squeezed, and I gasped from the surprise of it, even though he was gentle. “Madeline. I’m sorry,” he mumbled, rearranging himself behind me and tracing my pert nipple with his hand as he moved it. I groaned. Declan slipped his hand down my body to the hem of my shirt, and I froze, wanting to stop this but needing him. “Can I touch you?”

  “Yes,” I replied as he deftly slipped his hand under the hem and sliding it over my bare stomach. I arched my back as he traced heat over my skin, moving closer to where I needed him. His fingers had tickled the soft underside of my breast before he stroked one nipple with a finger, making heat shoot straight to my thighs.

  Declan cupped and squeezed me as I moaned his name. “Beautiful,” he murmured as his lips found my neck just like I’d been imagining a few minutes before. It was one of the best things I’d ever felt, and I closed my eyes, giving in to the pleasure of the feelings. “I want you,” Declan whispered against my skin as my eyes popped open. He was hard and thick against my body, and I imagined the pain that would come with sex, along with the fear of abandonment. “Madeline, are you all right?”

  “I…” My words faded as he slipped his hand around my stomach and pulled me against him. I was completely out of my mind. I needed therapy. I needed to calm down, and he turned me slowly in his arms to kiss my forehead. “I don’t know what’s wrong with me. Everything was feeling so good, and then my mind wandered, and everything fell apart.”

  “Madeline, it’s fine. You have some hesitation, and that’s okay. I was just talking. I wasn’t asking,” he tilted my face up to look at me. “You just drive me insane. Completely.”

  “Me, too. I’m scared,” I whimpered as Declan kissed me tenderly.

  “I can take you out tonight for dinner. If we’re seen, it won’t be a secret anymore, but we can spend some time out of bed. That seems to be taking us over.” His voice was soft, and I stared at him.

  I moved closer to him, hugging Declan tightly as I closed my eyes. “You’re wonderful.”

  “How so? I can barely keep my hands off you,” Declan replied, making me laugh. It made me think of something, and I stroked his hair.

  “Always touching me. Always wanting to please me. What about you?” I asked as I moved one hand. “Don’t you need that?” I didn’t know what was coming over me as I slipped it down his stomach and over the bulge in his underwear.

  “Madeline,” Declan groaned as I squeezed. He was thick and long, making me think what it would feel like to have him inside of me. My thighs were hot and slick as I stroked, and I squeezed them together to ease the pressure. Oooo, that felt good. I slipped my hand under the material and stroked him bare as I pressed my thighs together. “Jesus. You don’t know when to quit.”

  “Do you want me to?” I asked as he jerked forward and covered my hand with heat, whispering my name. I pressed harder against my core and cried out as I released, shocked at how easily I was doing it. My reaction to any man before this was nothing like this.

  “This is nothing like I’ve ever experienced before. This is crazy,” Declan said as I dropped on my back and let out a long breath. “What are you doing to me?”

  “The same thing that you’re doing to me,” I replied as I looked at him. “Is this…is this a rebound, Declan?”

  “Do you mean is it a rebound after losing my wife?” He asked as I winced. There was a pain in his voice, and he propped himself up on one arm to look at me. “I already had one of those, and it was awful. So, no. This isn’t a rebound. This is me moving on from Laura and losing her, even though I didn’t even know that I was ready for that. I had no idea, Madeline. I was making it day by day before I saw you that day and now I am here with you and happy, if not confused. It’s just so intense.” Declan looked at me. “I have an idea. I can go home and get ready while you do the same here. I’ll come back and get you, and we can take a road trip and get dinner somewhere far enough away that we might be left alone. We can be somewhere and talk and get to know each other without this attraction getting in the way.”

  “That sounds fun,” I replied as he leaned down to kiss me. We snuggled a bit longer before he got up and slipped back into his clothes with the shake of his head. “I’ll be back in a couple of hours.”

  I stood to kiss him and smiled into his eyes. “Sounds great.” I walked him to the door and peered out as he walked to his car, my eyes widening when I saw my neighbor across the street exiting her car. It was one of the head nurses from the hospital, and I was relieved to see Declan inside of his own vehicle when she glanced over. Still though…what if she recognized his Range Rover
? Nadine didn’t seem to react at all as she grabbed a bag to carry it into the house and I breathed out a sigh of relief as I walked back inside of my own tiny house. I think we were in the clear for now.

  I wandered into the house and locked the door, making my way back to the bedroom. I grabbed the cup of coffee that was left and drank it down gratefully as I sat down on the edge of the bed. I blushed as I thought back to everything with Declan and flopped back onto the mattress with a giggle. It seemed so natural to respond to him when I hadn’t with anyone before. I looked down my body and licked my lips as heat washed over me again. I slowly raised my hand and traced it down my shirt, pausing over my breast as I remembered how it felt with him touching me there. I sighed and kept sliding it down over my underwear, feeling the dampness as I bit my lip. I hadn’t touched myself too much because I hadn’t had the feelings I was experiencing. I didn’t feel the deep need with any man before, and any experience with them had been just okay. What I felt for Declan was so much more than that. I circled my fingers over myself and moaned at the sensations, realizing that I was still very aroused. I pressed and stroked, finding the sensitive bundle of nerves easily as I increased the pressure.