A Fall From Grace. Mail Order Bride Western

by Brittany Dreams

  “I will sleep in my room tonight, because your leg does need a bed all to itself. But as soon as you’re better, I think we should move into the same room.”

  Finn smiled at her, “I think that would be quite nice, in fact, I think my leg can share the bed with my beautiful wife. I think that might make him feel a lot better.”

  Finn’s hands groped at her body, and she rested her head on top of his, letting him feel every inch of her body. She felt his lips on her breasts as he sucked on her nipple, squeezing her breasts, making her moan.

  She wanted to please him, to take care of him. He had loved her, he was just incapable of showing it and she had let the unnerving first two weeks get to her. She had almost written their marriage off, resigning herself to a loveless life. But the tenderness in his caresses right now made her tear up.

  Finn looked up and saw her eyes moisten up.

  “Is anything wrong?” He asked her in a panicked voice.

  “No!” Irene explained “This is nice, I like this and I’m just happy.” She shed a few tears and smiled an embarrassed smile as she wiped them away.

  Finn kissed her, overwhelmed by the love in that moment.

  “I love you, Mrs. Edwards. I feel extremely lucky that I found you. I couldn’t have asked for more, and I just wish I hadn’t been so afraid before. I just wish I had known you were the one I was waiting for. I’m sorry I took so long to see it.”

  He took her hand in his and kissed it. Irene’s tears flowed a little more freely now as she buried her head in his chest. She started to nip at his chest hair and her legs started to coil around his good leg.

  “I want to make you feel good, forget about the pain for a little while.”

  She got up and lowered herself on to his lap.

  “Tell me if anything hurts and tell me whenever you need me to move.”

  Finn nodded as his erection grew. Irene was facing him and sitting on his thighs, her ample breasts right in front of him. Swaying as she bent forward to kiss him.

  Finn pulled her closer to his cock so he could rub himself against her moist and warm mound. Irene shuddered and closed her eyes, scooting forward and letting his cock slide against her pussy.

  She moaned and clutched at her chest, squeezing her breasts as he watched, his hands on her hips, moving her as he groaned in pleasure, his eyes hungrily devouring her body.

  Irene raised herself on her hunches and guided his cock inside her, her pussy was slick with juices and Finn felt his cock slide inside her as she eased herself on to him.

  She felt him tear inside her, and she dropped suddenly, sitting on top of him, his cock impaling her. She could feel him fill her, her pussy stretched out by his girth.

  She waited till she felt more comfortable and started to move on top of him. She tried a couple f different movements, before she settled on her hunches, lowering herself on and off his cock.

  Finn was groaning with pleasure and she could feel his legs stared to tremble under her. Finn groped at her breasts and her belly, squeezing her flesh with his fingers as she fucked him.

  He took one hand to her pussy and started to massage her clit and she rode him. Irene was thrashing on top of him now, her body started to shake as Finn started to thrust back a little under her. Their bodies crashed together as Irene came, her pussy shuddered around him and he felt her juices flow around his cock, making him pour his cum inside her, as his fingers drew little circles on her pussy.

  They both collapsed after they came, Finn had his arms around Irene, pressing her to him, trying to hug her as tightly as he could.

  Irene suddenly sat up, remembering his injury and she turned to look at his foot.

  “Did I hurt you? How’s your leg?” she asked him, her eyes wide with worry.

  “What leg?” Finn grinned at her.

  Irene got off him gingerly and lay down next to him, getting under the covers; they both lay in each other’s arms for a while before she heard Finn’s soft snores. She didn’t want to disturb his sleep so she stayed unmoving in his arms till sleep took over.

  When they woke up the next day, Irene had to hurriedly dress while Sally knocked on their door. They had slept till seven and there was business to attend to.

  Sally smiled at Irene as she opened the door, and Irene blushed back at her, her mind giddy with joy.

  She hurriedly got dressed and went to take care of business. She was going to hire more men today, so the rebuilding was completed before Finn got back on his feet.

  Chapter 6

  Finn’s foot got better soon, he had spent rather long on the bed and he couldn’t wait to get back to work. He went over the work that Irene had handled and he felt pride surge through him. He had married a smart and capable woman, and she had taken care of his business surprisingly well.

  They had lost some money with the fire, but he knew it was all going to be okay now. It was time for a trip to New Orleans, so they could replenish the herd a little. And he had taken a steer that he knew would fetch him a good price.

  Irene had gone with him; they had visited Finn’s aunt who was quite taken by Irene. Impressed at the change in Finn’s demeanor, she could see that Irene was keeping him happy. They even went to the cattle market together as he showed her the ropes. The men they did business with were prone to be less stubborn around a woman and Irene was capable of driving a hard bargain herself. She was really good at the business and Finn wanted them to be a team from now on, together they would bring back the old days of glory to the farm. Together, they were going to be an unstoppable force.

  As soon as they got back home, they settled into a life of domestic bliss. Their love had an extremely satisfying physical side and they both worked hard, making the ranch a happy and prosperous home.

  Finn woke up one morning and found Irene retching outside the door. He had been awakened by her hurrying off the bed and he was suddenly worried.

  “Are you okay?” Finn had rushed to her side.

  “I am, please go back inside.”

  Irene didn’t want to be seen like that and Finn obeyed her wishes. He asked her later if she had eaten something that had disagreed with her. But Irene had kept quiet, her face slightly ashen.

  “I think we should send for the doctor. You don’t look very well.”

  Irene smiled at him shyly, “We don’t need a doctor, my love.” Irene had been around enough pregnant women to know what ailed her.

  “We’re going to need a midwife.”

  Finn seemed confused for a while and when it finally dawned on him, he almost danced with joy. Irene had been his most fruitful business deal. He could hardly believe his luck, but somehow his mail order bride had arrived as a stranger and become his entire life.

  They were going to have a child and his American dream had finally been realized on the frontier. His life was finally all coming together. If only his father would be here to see him.

  The End

  The Doctors Are In

  All characters in this book or publication are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons is coincidental.

  Copyright 2015

  Introduction

  Naughty Doctors

  When Grace Murphy gets invited out of town for the weekend by her boss, Dr. Damian Weston, she’s convinced it’s the beginning of something special. That is until she learns that it isn’t exactly pleasure he has in mind. Even though she agrees to make the best of it, she longs to do something more than work. When she is offered the chance to change things up will she throw caution to the wind and go for it? Or, will she run away from the forbidden offer and never look back? What will happen when two doctors have the opportunity to show a nurse the exciting weekend she’s been longing for?

  Chapter 1

  Grace Murphy sat at her desk and typed in her last notes for the previous patient. She was busy in thought and didn’t notice the man that walked up beside her. “Who do we have next, Grace?”

  She looked up and he smiled at him. Dr. Westo
n was the perfect man in every way. He smiled and women fell to their knees. When he talked to you, it was like you were the only person that mattered to him. When she got the job nearly six months ago to be his nurse, she felt like she was the luckiest woman in the world. His dimples remained on his cheeks, waiting for her response. She looked down at her notes, hoping he didn’t see how red her cheeks were.

  “Hollie Gordon is here for her yearly exam. Are you ready for me to prep her?”

  “That would be great.” He put his hand on her shoulder and squeezed gently. In most cases, one might frown upon that as sexual harassment. However, Grace relished the thoughts of his hands touching her.

  “It will be just one minute,” Grace said with a smile. She stood up from her desk and headed to the waiting room. “Is Ms. Gordon checked in?” she asked the receptionist, Gina. Gina just nodded, not bothering to stop what she was doing and look up.

  “Ms. Gordon, we’re ready for you.” Grace called. Hollie stood up and Grace watched her movements. She was jealous of women like Hollie. Slender…tanned…petite. It was every quality Grace wasn’t. She took a deep breath and slowly exhaled as Hollie reached her. “Follow me.” Grace put on a smile and led the way to the scale. Hollie stood on the scale and the screen registered her weight.

  “I absolutely despise getting weighed,” Hollie said, stepping off the scale.

  Grace looked down at the number and snickered. Hollie had no reason to not want to be weighed. “Please head into room sixteen.” Grace pointed to the room and ignored the comment her patient made. Once inside, Hollie got on the bed and Grace grabbed the thermometer to begin her vitals. Even her temperature was a perfect 98.6. It was disheartening. “How’ve you been feeling, Hollie? Any complaints or concerns?”

  She pumped up the blood pressure cuff while Hollie pondered that question. “Not really. I’ve been pretty healthy with trying to work out more and keep up a healthier lifestyle.”

  Grace deflated the cuff and wrote down the blood pressure reading. When she looked up, she saw Hollie’s eyes wandering over Grace’s baggy scrubs and less than perfect shape. It was possible it was only her imagination, but Grace didn’t think so. “That’s good,” Grace replied back. She didn’t want to sound too unimpressed. “Here’s your gown and open it to the front. Dr. Weston will be in with you shortly.”

  “I can’t wait,” Hollie said, slightly under her breath.

  “What was that?” Grace inquired.

  Hollie laughed. “Oh…nothing. Thank you!” She stood up from the table and Grace stepped out of the room. She went back to the computer and plugged in Hollie’s vital signs. Dr. Weston was at his computer and his back was to her. There was no doubt in her mind that Hollie Gordon would be someone he would be more sexually attracted to. Every man would desire to be with Hollie.

  He looked up as if he sensed Grace’s thoughts. “Is Ms. Gordon ready?”

  She shook her head, clearing the memory out of her mind. “Uh…yeah, she should be.”

  “Great!” He shot Grace another tantalizing smile. He stood up for a moment, but before leaving he turned back to her. “I nearly forgot. Before leaving today I have something important to ask you. Can you stay after a few minutes?”

  She could barely hide her intrigue. “Of course,” she said. Deep down she longed to hear what he had to say. Will you go out with me? Will you have casual sex with me? Will you marry me? She was sure a smile was on her face. She quickly wiped that last question from her mind. They needed to go out on a date first.

  “Grace?” he asked, interrupting her juicy thoughts.

  She shook her head and looked back at him. “Yes?”

  There was a riveting smile on his face and that twinkle back in his eye. “Is everything alright? You seem a little flustered.”

  She shrugged. “Everything’s fine. It’s just been a long day,” she lied.

  He nodded. “I promise I won’t keep you too long.”

  You can keep me as long as you see fit, she wanted to say. Instead, she followed him back to Hollie’s room. They had an exam to take care of and there was plenty of time to think about that.

  ***

  “See ya tomorrow, Grace,” Gina called from the hallway.

  Grace waved goodbye and went back to looking at her notes from the day. She couldn’t concentrate when she wanted to know what was so important that Dr. Weston needed to discuss with her. When she typed in the last note for her patients, she saw him walk into their workspace. “Today was a long day,” he said, yawning through his words. “Do you have big plans for tonight?”

  It was something he always asked her, even though she usually had the same response. No…no plans tonight. He didn’t seem to get the drift. Outside of a few girlfriends and going out to eat with them, she didn’t do anything else. Her social calendar was usually empty. “No…no plans tonight,” she replied, keeping with the usual. “How about you?” she inquired.

  He smiled and shook his head. “I’m going to kick off my shoes, sit in front of the fire, and have a bottle of red wine handy.”

  “Hmm…sounds nice,” she said. The moment the words left her mouth, she regretted them. “I…I mean…I’m sure you’ll have a good time.” Stop talking. You’re making things worse, she silently ordered herself.

  He laughed. “Maybe you’d like to come over sometime.” She looked up, startled by his statement. “I mean to see my fireplace. It’s a nice fireplace.”

  She felt her cheeks warm up and she nonchalantly looked away. “You wanted to ask me something?” she asked, quickly changing the subject.

  “Right!” he said. “We’ve known each other for some time now. Has it been six months?”

  Five months, twelve days, seven hours, and thirty seconds, but who’s counting? “Something like that,” she said.

  “I think we’ve developed a nice connection…a chemistry of sorts. Do you agree?”

  “Oh yeah,” she mumbled. The words came out breathlessly and she could tell he noticed it, too. He smiled, but didn’t say anything about it.

  “Great! I’m glad you agree, because I have a proposition for you.”

  She perked up. The handsome doctor was getting ready to make his move and she was ready for it. “Anything,” she said, again realizing how it came across.

  “This weekend I’m going out of town and I would like you to come with me.” Inside she did the happy dance, excited that she was offered a weekend away with her dream man. The possibilities were endless as to what they would do. She didn’t even care that he didn’t exactly mention where they were going, what they were doing, or why he wanted her there. She was just excited that he did.

  “That sounds great. I could use some time away. Thank you for inviting me.” She didn’t want to sound too excited, but her bubbly personality took over.

  He laughed. “Well, before you get too excited I better tell you what we’ll be doing.”

  Too late. I’m already excited and nothing…nothing will change that. “Oh right! What will we be doing?” she asked. He said it had to do with chemistry, right? So, it couldn’t be bad.

  “This weekend I have a doctor’s convention.” Her face fell, she was sure of it. “I told you, you shouldn’t get too excited,” he said, chuckling.

  “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to look so...so…”

  “Disappointed?” he asked. He smiled genuinely at her. “Don’t worry. The thought of a doctor’s convention doesn’t exactly excite me either. Anyway, normally I go to these things alone, get bored, stay in a nice hotel room, and come home. However, I have learned that several doctors are bringing along secretaries, wives, or girlfriends with them to take notes and such and since I don’t really have a secretary or anything else for that matter…I was hoping you would fulfill the spot. There’s going to be a few keynote speakers that I would like to have notes on and you know how my writing is.” He laughed. “I want to be able to understand the notes and I thought since it seems you understand me almost as much as I
understand myself, I thought you would be the perfect person for the job.”

  She smiled and listened to his explanations. Even though they made sense, she still couldn’t get the idea out of her mind that she wanted something else to happen. “I didn’t mean to appear disappointed. Sure, going to a doctor’s convention would be…interesting.”

  He laughed. “You have a rude awakening, but it was nice of you to say. Sounds good. We would leave tomorrow immediately after work and of course I want you to get something out of the trip, too.”

  She smiled. Finally, something I can look forward to. “That’s not necessary,” she lied.

  “I can’t let you go without giving you something in return.” He smiled warmly and she waited patiently to hear what he had to say. “Is double your wages fair enough?” he asked.

  Her face fell. That’s it? Of course that’s it. This is a job to him. You’re doing him a favor and he’s paying you. What’d you expect? Voices in her head took over and she fought hard to smile through it. “That’s more than fair. Thank you, Dr. Weston.”

  He snickered. “I think it’s time you called me Damian after hours. Deal?”

  Redness crept up her neck and tingled her cheeks. She nodded. “Thank you, Damian.”

  He nodded. “You’re welcome. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

  “See ya,” she grabbed her purse and headed out of the office. She had a lot to do before they left tomorrow afternoon.

  ***

  Damian looked out the corner of his eye, where Grace was heavy at work. She wasn’t the typical type of woman he usually would go out with, but she had qualities he couldn’t deny he was attracted to. He was concerned that she didn’t realize the magnetic pull guys would have to her. She hid behind baggy scrubs because that was the attire she was supposed to wear at work. He wondered the type of clothing she would wear out of the office. She stood up and turned away from him. His eyes slowly slid over her curves. This is stupid…she’s my employee and I’m her boss. I can’t think of her in that way.