by Lucy Rinaldi
“Aren’t you getting in with me?” I smile at him because to be honest, if he’s my boyfriend now I can say what I damn well please to him!
“You want me to?” Oh, I hear that, the tinge of hope in his voice. I nod and hold out my hand to him, he shuts the door and takes my hand, bringing it to his lips, sending a delicious tingle to my groin. He pulls me close to him, chest to chest. His lips meet mine, his tongue invades my mouth, kissing me like his life depends on it. I fist my hands into his hair, pulling him closer. God, I need him closer. I feel his hands on my ass squeezing. I want him, I want him everywhere. I want him in my mouth, right now! I pull at the hem of his shirt, he grabs it and pulls it off over his head, before dropping it to the floor. I grab his belt and yank at it until it’s open, I unbutton his jeans hurriedly, my urgency showing in the way I unzip and pull them down round his ankles as I fall to my knees, freeing his rock hard cock from his boxer briefs. I take him in my hand and look up at him, I smile as he eyes me in wonder and a little disbelief. I shield my teeth and take him in my mouth. I hear him suck the air between his teeth. God, he tastes so good. I suck harder twirling my tongue around the tip, then up and down the length of his cock, before sucking him back into my mouth again, sucking him so good. He grabs my hair in a makeshift pony tail, thrusting his hips into me, making me gag a little as his cock hits the back of my throat. “Oh, Fuck! Mercy, stop, I’m gonna come!” Fuck no! I don’t want to stop, I want to taste all of him. “Mercy, please... Fuck... Dammit!” I feel his cock throb as he comes with three hot bursts hard into my mouth. I swallow fast. I lick my lips as I pull myself up in one graceful movement. I laugh as I kiss his lips, he’s so out of breath. “You’re a bad, bad girl” Oh, Dr. you have no idea. I smile at him faking my innocence. I feel so alive for the first time in years. “Come on miss naughty bath time. Even though I must say I’m no longer cold” Bath time? Oh, I don’t think so! I watch as he removes his clothes discarding them on the floor by his feet, until he’s gloriously naked in front of me. I bite my lip and smirk at him. “What’s that look?” The smile on his face tells me he knows exactly what that look is. I pull him toward me when the damn door knocks. For Fuck Sakes!
“You guys in there?”
Blake gives me a, I’m-sorry look and shrugs his shoulders. I grab a towel and wrap it round me. “Yeah, Alex, what is it?”
“Bro, mom just wanted to know where you’d got to?” Blake rolls his eyes in annoyance as he pulls his jeans and shirt back on.
“Be right there, bro”
“Okay, hurry up, you know what she’s like” I hear Alex laugh to himself. Like it’s funny?
“Take your bath while it’s still warm, we can pick this up later” Later? Maybe I won’t be in the damn mood later! Okay, we all know I’ll be in the mood later, but that’s not the damn point! He kisses my forehead and leaves me standing there all pent up, way to make a girl feel special!
I’m not in the mood to take a bath right now so I figure I’ll be nosy and see what his mother wants. Throwing sweats and T-shirt on from my bag I open the bedroom door a jar, so I can hear their conversation. “She changed her mind”
“Why, Blake? She’d made her mind up to leave, why didn’t you let her go?! You know it would have been for the best, she’s not right for you”
“Don’t start this crap, mom, I know you put her up to leaving. I know you made her feel not good enough. How could you?”
“You’re my son! I don’t want to see you hurt again because of some... little gold digging whore!”
“Don’t you ever say that about her, do you hear me?! Just fucking don’t!” Oh, angry Blake sounds hot! I bet I could make him angry enough to punish me just the way I like. I wonder what the look on her face is, and now I’m wishing I could see them as well as hear them.
“Don’t tell me you actually have feelings for the little tramp, Blake?” Wow, that hurts! Jeez, she really hates me and for no reason. I haven’t given her one to think of me this way.
“She’s not a fucking tramp! I love her and you’re just going to have to get used to it because she’s going nowhere! Why is it you never want me to be happy? You claim that you love me, want the best for me, but I want her. Why can’t you accept that?”
“All I want is for you to be happy, but you can’t have a relationship with her, Blake, you’re her Doctor for fuck sakes, you’ll lose your job!”
“You think I haven’t thought about this, mother?! I didn’t plan for this to happen, I didn’t think for one second I’d fall in love with her...”
“Fall in love with her? Oh, Blake, you can’t, don’t you see how wrong this is?”
“Just stop, mom. Okay? I’m not her Doctor anymore” He’s not? “I passed her case onto a colleague of mine, someone I trust. Mom, please understand, I have never felt this way about anyone in my life. I can’t and won’t lose her”
“But she’s messed up, Blake. Why would you want to be with somebody so disfigured?” Oh, that’s what this is really about, my scars? First off, how the hell does she know? Secondly, what the fuck does it have to do with her!? Maybe she’s right, I’m repulsive. I’d forgotten about my scars, he made me forget again, and now here she is pointing it out to him, making me remember that I’m nothing but a freak and not good enough for her son. I feel like fucking crying and screaming in frustration!
“What!?! She’s not fucking disfigured! She is the most beautiful woman I have ever laid eyes on. She had something terrible happen to her, mom. Something that was way out of her control. She’s not defined by her marks, mother, they don’t make her who she is. Don’t ever talk about her like that again, I won’t stand for it! Don’t make me choose between you, mom, because I promise you’ll lose!” Whoa! I don’t want him to choose between us she’s his mom. I have to say something I can’t stand here listening to this anymore. I don’t want to be hated by her and I certainly don’t want to be the reason he loses his family.
“Blake?” I don’t know what I’m going to say, I guess I’ll wing it.
He turns to look at me, he looks so frustrated and a little sad. “You heard all of that, didn’t you?” I nod. His eyes close on him for a second in realization that I just heard every word. His damn mother’s looking at me like I’m shit!
“Blake, I don’t want to come between you and your family. Your mom’s right, I’m not right for you. I have too much baggage, it’s not fair for you to take me on, I’ll just hurt you”
“No! Don’t you do this. Mom, please tell her you didn’t mean it?” He looks from me to her. She shrugs a, no-I-won’t-because-I-meant-every-damn-word, kind of shrug. “Mom!”
I walk up to him and take his face in my hands. “Ssshh. It’s okay, I promise” I close my eyes and kiss him. “I will always love you” I let go of him and turn to her. “You can recall the car; I’ll be ready in ten minutes” Wow, this is really hard, I feel like I’ve been kicked in the chest, I can’t breathe. He grabs my arm to stop me leaving just as everyone else walks back into the cabin, from I don’t know where. “Please, let me go”
“No, you can’t leave me. I won’t let you!” Oh, that look, I can’t bear it. No ones ever looked at me that way before. He loves me, I can see it in his eyes. But why does he love me? I’m scarred to all high heaven! He must have a screw loose, and once he finds out about my mental health problems he may just think again about loving me!
“What’s going on?”
“Dad, tell her she can’t go, tell her mom’s just being a bitch as always... Please!” His voice is so full of anguish it tugs at my heart and all I want to do is hold him. He hasn’t let go of my arm, he’s holding on to it for dear life.
“Faith, what the hell have you done now?!”
“I made her see she’s no good for our son and that she should leave” I look at Sam and Alex, who are standing looking like they’re about to kill Faith. Alex, I can tell, loves Blake so much and obviously hates seeing him upset.
“You can’t make choices fo
r him, Faith, he’s a grown man! If she’s the one he wants to be with then leave him be”
“Fuck this. Mom; if you can’t accept that Mercy and I are together, then I’m sorry, but you won’t see me again!” Sam looks and me and mouths “Mercy?” with a puzzled look. I throw her a shy smile, causing her to give me the oh-my-god-I-don’t-need-to-know look.
“You’d pick this gold digging tramp over your family?”
“Mrs. Benedict,” Oh god! Sam, please don’t. Everyone turns to look at Sam; she really doesn’t care what she says. If she has a point to make she’ll make it. “How the hell can you say she’s a gold digger, her father is a billionaire. He’s a very successful Italian businessman. Mercedes has enough of her own money, she doesn't need Blake’s” Oh, thanks a lot big mouth! I don’t tell people that shit because once they find out they can’t see past the damn money. I know Blake wouldn't care, he’s a billionaire all on his own, and then some, but still! “I highly doubt she wants your son for his money. Do you think so little of your son and his ability to be loved that you think a woman could want him for who he is rather than his money?” She’s got a point, I didn’t think of it like that. All eyes in the room are on Faith and I. Shit, this is horrible Blake’s looking at me with a confused look on his face and I’m still waiting for Faith to answer Sam.
“How dare you, Samantha, my sons mean everything to me!”
“Mom, you have to let him grow up, he’s not a baby anymore”
“Alex I...”
“No mom, they love each other, can’t you see that? He actually loves someone and wants to show it to everyone. Something none of us, especially you thought you’d ever see from him. He actually loves someone and he’s so proud to love her, and I for one am proud of him for finally opening his heart the way he has after locking it away for so long. Mom, you’ve got to let him make his own way in life, you have to let all of us”
“No, I will not stand back and watch this... this whore ruin my son’s life!” Oh fuck this I’ve had enough! I rip my arm from Blake’s grasp and walk to the bedroom, how fucking dare she say these things about me!? She knows nothing about me, who the hell does she think she is? I can feel my blood boiling. Oh damn now I can hear Blake and his mom shouting.
“That’s it, we're leaving”
“No, Blake, please! I’m your mother”
“No, mom, you made me choose. I asked you not to, but you just couldn’t help yourself!” Before I can let out a breath he’s in the room stuffing his case with his clothes. I can hear the muffled voices from outside the bedroom, but I can’t make out what anyone’s saying, the blood is pounding too forcefully in my ears. Blake hasn’t even looked at me, he just carries on packing. I watch him stomp into the bathroom, he walks out with my clothes from earlier and my toothbrush, and I casually wonder why the heck his case was in the bedroom when I was supposed to sleep in alone? But I’m soon pulled from that thought when he hands me my clothes and turns away from me. I feel so scared right now!
“Blake, please don’t be angry with me” I can hear the panic in my own voice because this is just the kind of situation Elijah would have beaten me half to death for, and even though I know Blake would never hurt me like that, I still feel the fear of “What if?” Then again, I would never have dreamed of defying Elijah’s mother, she has always scared the crap out of me! That and Elijah would have beaten the hell out of me for it. He would have never stood up for me the way Blake just did.
Blake turns to look at me and I don’t know what to expect, my stomach burns with fear when I know it shouldn’t. “I’m not angry with you, baby. Please don’t be frightened of me, you never have to be frightened of me” Dammit, I always give myself away, I didn’t want him to know I was afraid! He walks over and pulls me into a tight hold. “I would never hurt you. I’m not like him, Mercy, I would rather die than hurt you” I instantly relax as he kisses my head. “You’re so precious to me. I love you more than you could ever know” No one’s ever said anything like that to me before and it feels... good. I wrap my arms tighter around him. The closest I got to Elijah saying anything like that to me was “I, you know? Love you and stuff” Not much of a real “I love you”
“I’m sorry you fought with your mom, I didn’t want you to choose between us” I really do feel awful, it isn’t right she’s his mom.
“It was her choice Mercy; don’t think on it. I know I won’t. Come, let’s go to a hotel for the night before we go home tomorrow, we can really be alone there” A hotel? Just me and my Dr. Blake? Yes, please!
Nothing is said as we leave the cabin, Blake’s in no mood to talk to anyone. I wave at Blake’s father and he winks at me. I wonder how he can be with such an overbearing woman? I bet she makes his life a misery most of the time, he more than likely puts up with it because he doesn’t know any other way.
Sam and Alex follow us to the car. “Hey, Sadie, I’m sorry about my mom, she’s just really protective of Blake. She’s always been that way” Alex tells me while Blake puts our cases in the car. I don’t understand why a woman with sons the ages of twenty eight, twenty five and twenty two, would feel the need to be so protective, surely at their ages they can look out for themselves? Sam’s shuffling her feet with her arms folded over her beautiful body. Alex puts his arm around her waist and she instantly calms. Oh, I see he has the same effect on her as Blake has on me.
“It’s okay, Alex, I understand. I’m so sorry things turned out like this, it wasn’t my intention”
“Hey, I don’t blame you, babe. I love you to pieces” Oh, that smile they all have it, a kind loving sexy smile. I smile back and hug him tightly; I can’t believe how fond of him I am. It makes a change for my best friend to pick a nice guy.
“You take care of my best friend you hear?” Sam grabs me and hugs me so tightly I can’t breathe.
“I intend to don’t you worry about that” Blake replies with a smile.
“Sam. I. Can’t. Breathe” We both laugh as she lets go. “We'll see you tomorrow silly, don’t worry” I throw her the biggest smile I can.
We climb into the car and I realize I’m still in sweats and a T-shirt, no jacket and I’m freezing. I look at my man and he’s the same, jeans, T-shirt and boots, no jacket. I can’t even steal his. “Come here gorgeous” Shit, it’s like he read my mind! He pulls me into his arms, I rest my head on his chest, and he just holds me. The warmth from his body is amazing! Yes, this is where I want to be for the rest of my life, in the arms of my Dr. Blake...
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Chapter Ten.
“Wow, this is some hotel room” Blake’s brought me to the Black heath hotel, just five miles from the cabin; it’s a beautiful old building with only twenty rooms. Ours holds a large double bedroom with large en suite bathroom, a dining area, and a luxurious living room equipped with large open fire. The bedroom is gorgeous, dark green and red walls, beautiful mahogany furniture and a giant dark wood four poster bed. The bedroom also has its own open plan fire, which I find an odd thing to have in a bedroom. But then I haven’t seen a bedroom this huge since I was at my father’s house.
“It’s okay, I suppose” He supposes? I guess he’s been in lots of hotel rooms in the past. I shudder to think what for! “You okay?”
“Blake, I’m really sorry about your mom...” He holds his hand up motioning me to stop talking. He closes his eyes and I feel a pang of guilt again.
“Mercy, please don’t think on it, she’ll be over it in a few days. She’ll be full of apology once my fathers spoken to her and made her see sense” He takes my face between his hands and kisses me softly. “Please for me, try not to think about it. I have you completely to myself for the whole night, and I don’t want to spend it thinking about my mother” The whole night? Yikes! I’ve got butterflies like some stupid teenager again.
“And what exactly do you intend on doing with me, Dr.?”
“I’m sure I could think of something” Oh, I do love that wink, it sends shivers right to my gro
in making me wet. And those eyes, god those beautiful deep blue come to bed eyes, I can’t help but look deep into them. It’s so easy for me to get lost in his eyes, his love for me shines so brightly inside them. The smile on my face must make me look like a school girl, but I don’t care it makes my heart beat so fast, overwhelming me with my own love for him, a love I never thought I could feel for another person, especially so soon after Elijah. His body radiates the lust and the love he feels for me and it’s such a heady combination. He feels those things for me? Even with everything that’s happened to me? Well, the stuff he knows about at least. He feels those things even with the damage that’s etched so clearly across my body? I don’t know why, but somehow he sees past all that and just sees me for who I really am. But I don’t fully understand why, I’m nothing but a whole heap of messed up and yet here he is proving to me that to him at least I’m something. But then he doesn’t know the real me yet, the crazy messed up freak that I am inside. But the overwhelming feeling he gives me causes me to catch a sob in my throat, and I’m suddenly aware of the tears that have started welling in my eyes. “Hey, hey, what’s this?” He pulls me into his arms, with one hand on my back and the other on my face soothing me. Although I flinch a little, my back is one place I can’t stand to be touched. I never could, and it’s even worse now!
“I’m sorry, I don’t know what came over me” I wrap my arms tightly around his waist, pressing my cheek hard against his chest.
“Did I upset you?” He looks down at me, I smile back at him. I don’t want him to think he upset me, the look on his face hurts me deeply it’s a look of concerned sadness.
“No you didn’t you... saved me” I blink letting the tears fall from my eyes. The truth is, he did save me, he saved me from myself and what I might have become, because if I hadn’t of met him God only knows what would have happened to me. Because I know I would have gone back to Elijah and he probably would have beaten me literally to death this time. The thought scares me sending cold shivers down my spine.