by Sasha Medly
‘’Hey relax, just take a breath something.’’
‘’I don’t care. I want a God damn answer. I don’t have time to play. Really I don’t.’’
Sean felt some type of embarrassment and when Jessica stormed off, he decided not to chase her. Once he got home, Sean saw a photo of his mother and his little sister. Something was holding him back. Jessica fell in love with him or so he thought.
She was willing to take a chance and try to work things out. It took him a week or so until he finally took charge and called Jessica.
‘’What do you want?’’
‘’Hello in the first place. Second of all, let’s give it a try.’’
‘’Really Sean?’’
‘’Yeah, what do we have to lose?’’
‘’Ok, where do we go from here?’’
‘’Are you home or out?’’
‘’I’m home right now, but I have to go out and check some buildings. A good friend of mine is opening up a gallery and we’re going to be partners and I will start working there.’’
‘’Can I come along?’’
‘’Wow, don’t you have work to do or?’’
‘’I took the entire day off. I was gonna come by and…’’
‘’Well you can come along with me.’’
By nightfall, after an exhausting way, Jessica was sitting up, near the kitchen counter top making a cup of tea for her and Sean in his house. He kept on looking at her, how gorgeous she was all natural, no makeup with her hair all curled up.
That’s when he couldn’t help it. Sean came behind her and placed his chin on her shoulder. With his hands, he was pouring the sugar in the cups and Jessica’s body started to tremble.
He was an addiction to her and even though there was a lot of work to be done in their new relationship but she was willing to put an effort into it.
Sean turned her. Jessica’s face changed and turned red like a lobster. He took her face between his hands and caressed with his thumb her lower lip. It was soft and felt like silk just waiting for his lips to claim them.
Then he bend her over, pulled down her sheer white ace panties and thrusted her against the counter from behind, while pulling back her hair. She squeezed her hands tight as fuck and threw the tea cups down to the floor and started moaning and screaming from the top of her lungs.
He bitted her back and kissed her delicate shoulders. She made him moan as well, she begged him at one point to thrust her even harder which he did. When he came, there was no pulling back no nothing. He left his cum all inside her and whispered to her ear that he wants a baby.
In a couple of days since they’ve met and he already wanted to have a baby and a family with her. There was too much information for her to process still and chaos was the one surrounding her mind.
Within a couple of months, they bought a house together and Jessica’s new workplace was making her thrive. Keeping a diary on a daily basis, she is writing down all of her fears, emotions and anxiety but also love and the happiness that had been surrounding her hear this past few months.
From time to time they would fight and smash things around the house but that was due to the fact that there was passion and a lot of fire in their hearts. Sean’s troubled childhood was coming back to haunt him and every time Jessica would approach him, he would shut down completely.
Sean began to ask Jessica pretty much on a daily basis when they are going to have a baby. And she would always tell him that when the time is right and if he’s willing to get married.
Marriage was another thing Sean was petrified about. His father was a calm man, a devoting father and husband up until his businesses were in bankruptcy and he started drinking his mind, not to mention that his mother became a full on prostitute to support the family.
His office and his prestige as a gynaecologist was at high standard and there was no case of malpractice whatsoever, but in the back of his mind he would always think that something bad will happen and an act would complicate things, yet his heart yearned for a baby to complete his and Jessica’s love.
A year into their relationship and everything is perfect so far. Jessica and Sean’s love is stronger, the intimate moments between them are off the charts and nothing could damage them, so they thought.
On a bright and sunny Sunday morning, Jessica is in bed underneath the blanket making love to Sean. She is sitting on top of him, with her breasts all over his face and mouth and he is holding on to her butt cheeks with his hands and thrusting her. They both pass from agony to ecstasy, moaning and screaming, giggling and feeling on cloud nine.
‘’I love you Jess. I want to make a baby, honey. Please let’s make a baby, a little bundle of joy.’’
‘’Sean I just… fine let’s see how it goes.’’
At that moment, he jumped on top of her and fucked her long, hard and unprotected up until she couldn’t take it anymore. Leaving all of his seed inside her in the hope that their passion and love would turn into a cute baby, Sean stopped after that, he gave a kiss on the cheek to Jessica and after a quick shower they went back to bed where they cuddled all day long.
Two months or so had gone by. Sean returned back home from the office and when he entered into the living-room he saw that dinner was ready, candles were on the table and Jessica came to welcome him in a gorgeous long blue dress with a heart-shape décolletage and a straight long hair.
She asked him to sit down. The food was delicious, they laughed and talked about work, but Sean noticed that Jessica wasn’t drinking, or willing to touch the wine at all.
‘’Is everything ok? I noticed that you haven’t been drinking.’’
‘’Well, everything is fine but I just have something to tell you.’’
She handed him over a box. When he opened it, Sean saw a pair of white baby shoes. Tears came down pouring on his cheeks and he grabbed her in his arms, kissing her endless times, spinning her around the entire house.
Five months into her pregnancy and Jessica found out that they were having a little baby boy. Sean was over the moon, taking care of his soon to be bride like she was an infant.
She gave birth to what it seemed to be a healthy baby, but three weeks later and Matt died due to an infection caused by a needle.
From that day on, Sean changed completely. He became addicted to alcohol, his office closed and he ended up in the streets. Jessica took some time to recover after the devastating news and she found comfort in her diary. Writing down every single word of frustration, fear, even love made her surpass the suffering easier.
She tried to help Sean but it was useless. He kept on thinking that life is testing him and he doesn’t deserve to be happy. Instead he turned into his father and ended up drinking and abusing drugs on a daily basis.
Jessica had always been close to him even though he had no idea. She became his angel and that was due to the fact that her love was more powerful than any problem or addiction. But in the end, months went by, turning into years and it was getting harder and harder to keep up with Sean. She lost track of him eventually.
Ten years later and Jessica Summers is having a book signing at a cute library store in Washington, Seattle. While she was sipping on a cup of coffee she noticed a man sitting outside with her book in his arms.
‘’Hello there, I noticed that… Sean?’’
‘’Hi Jessica, I had no idea that you still recall me.’’
‘’Are you kidding me? I was… this is… how are you?’’
‘’Fine. I can say that now. And you?’’
‘’I am ok now that I saw you.’’
Sean grabbed her in his arms. His touches and hugs were different now. More passionate, mature and stronger than ever; Jessica realised that her love was still there. This man turned into a stunning alpha male, with rough features and a smile that could melt the ice.
He started talking with Jessica telling her that he hit rock bottom and saw hell literary. That is when he decided to fight against the addicti
on.
‘’I am working now in the pharmacy industry. I have a chain of them in Washington, LA and Vegas soon.’’
‘’Wow, that’s great.’’
‘’You know there is something that helped me recover even more and gave me strength. Your book. When I read it…’’
‘’It’s based on a true story. Our life together, you and me, although the end is a bit different. It’s all about happiness and having a life together, aging next to each-other.’’
‘’It would have been nice. Could you sign my copy? As much as I would like to stay and catch on, I have a flight to San Francisco in 2 hours and…’’
‘’Yeah sure.’’
Sean handed her over the book and Jessica froze completely. The book had no pages in the middle, instead there was a box. A black velvet box. Jessica opened it and saw a ring. A diamond encrusted ring and a white gold bang.
‘’Will you marry me?’’
‘’Sean are you for real?’’
‘’After all these years and Matt and my demons, I finally came to the conclusion that you are the one. I don’t want to lose you, it’s better late than ever.’’
‘’But what if I was married to someone else?’’
‘’I did a little bit of research before I got here.’’
‘’You little sneak…’’
‘’Now honey this ring is not going to fly on your finger alone. Yes or no? Before I change my mind.’
Jessica jumped in his arms and Sean took the ring and placed it on her finger. Right then and there the rain started. It was pouring on top of them. People were running all over town to take cover but they were kissing and dancing in the rain.
It took their love 12 years to fight the problems and the addictions. Even though they were apart, the chemistry was there, the lust was intact. They ended up having sex in the back of his car, underneath the heavy rain. He took off her blouse, got on top of her and Jessica closed her eyes, getting ready to travel all the way to the Moon and back.
The rain outside was their accomplice, making sure that nobody could hear and see them.
The End.
Story
Kelley was lying on an examination table, naked from the waist down, her legs spread. She squirmed a little, shifting her hips upward, feeling the steady throb of want between them. Honestly, she wasn’t really sure how the two of them had ended up here, but she didn’t care.
Dr. Connor was leaning over her, practically on top of her, with one hand up her scrub top. She felt the rough pad of his thumb against her hardening nipple, and she bit her lip and whined a little.
His hand was on her breast. Dr. Connor was touching her there, and she wasn’t wearing any pants. Was this really happening? She couldn’t believe it was happening.
“Kelley,” he said, his low voice practically a purr, “You look like you’re in pain. Does it hurt when I do this?”
She gasped, arching her back, as he squeezed her breast hard. The ache in her sex was even more insistent now, and she was dripping wet. She could feel it soaking through the sanitary paper on the table.
“Yes, Doctor,” she said, breathless, “It hurts, but that’s not where my pain is.”
Dr. Connor’s dark eyes gleamed, and god, she loved that mischievous look he gave her, that wicked spark they had.
His hands cupped her breasts lovingly, and moved down her ribcage. Slowly, they traced her hipbones, back and forth.
“Here?”
Kelley was writhing on the table now, practically begging for it.
“Mmm…n-not quite…”
And there it was, finally, his thumb on her clit, rubbing up and down, and then in little circles. She arched into him, grabbed his shoulders.
“Ah…there…right there…”
He grinned, and thrust a finger into her, stroking her walls. Kelley was whimpering, and in the back of her mind she knew it probably sounded really pathetic. She didn’t care, though, how could she? There was another finger in her now, god, and he’d found her g-spot. His fingers curled, the tips rubbing against that rough patch of skin inside her. She bucked against him over and over again, pushing against that thumb that was still on her clit, and she could feel the pressure building. Oh, she was getting close—
Beep beep beep.
What? What was that sound?
Beep beep beep.
It sounded like her alarm clock back home, but it couldn’t be, why would she be hearing—
Oh.
She was awake now. Kelley groaned, and rolled over, hair in her face, to hit the snooze button. 6:45. Her alarm clock said 6:45.
6:45?!?
Whipping her covers off, she was out of bed in a second, digging through her drawers like a crazy person. Where on EARTH were her scrub bottoms? All she could find were tops. She grabbed one, threw a bra on, pulled it over her head. Still no scrub bottoms. Maybe Dr. Connor has them, she thought to herself, and she actually laughed out loud. She sounded a little deranged.
Shit. Shit shit shit. Really, Kelley? Really? Your wet dream about Dr. Connor was so good you slept through your other alarms? What kind of a gigantic imbecile are you?
Okay, so she’d made some progress. There was a pair of scrub bottoms buried in the bottom of one of her drawers, a tighter pair that she hadn’t worn in a while, but they’d have to do. They were blue, and they didn’t exactly match the top she’d picked (pink with hearts), but she’d already wasted five minutes digging around. Her shift started at seven. Oh man, she was so screwed. Traffic would probably be terrible, and if the charge nurse was Jen she’d be yelled at AGAIN for being late.
Kelley ran into the bathroom, brushed her teeth in record time, and threw her tangled brown hair into some sort of topknot. Her bangs kept getting in her face (they needed to be cut again), so she ran a brush through them and pinned them to the side. Thank goodness Chandler wasn’t awake yet. Whenever Chandler, her roommate, got into the shower, she ended up hogging their apartment’s one bathroom for at least 45 minutes.
While she was sprinting to her car, a beat-up old Ford Taurus from 1995, the dream popped into her head again. Would she be working with Dr. Connor today? She really, really hoped not. It was bad enough on a regular day, when she started stammering if he asked her a question. Now she probably wouldn’t even be able to look at him.
Or worse, she’d start babbling. When she got really embarrassed, her brain disconnected from her mouth and she couldn’t make herself shut up. She imagined him running a hand through that gorgeous black hair, giving her a winsome smile.
“How’s your morning going, Kelley?” he’d ask.
“Oh, not so great, Dr. Connor,” she’d probably say. “I was late. I slept through my alarm. I was having this crazy vivid dream…it was about you, actually. It wasn’t a sex dream, I swear, ha…ha ha ha…”
Kelley cringed. Just avoid him. No small talk unless he starts it, no eye contact, no nothing unless you absolutely have to talk to him. Do not engage.
Her car smelled a little, like always; she’d gotten it from her grandpa, and he had that kind of lingering old person smell, mixed with too-strong cologne. She stuck the keys in the ignition, praying it would start this morning. The engine turned over, hiccupped, and roared to life. Good. At least one thing was going according to plan. Its tires squealed as she peeled out of the complex’s parking lot. Should she risk taking the highway?
On the road again. Hopefully I won’t get fired, or have to see Dr. Connor and his stupidly beautiful face. How could I NOT dream about such a stupidly beautiful face?
It was definitely going to be one of those mornings.
--
Luckily, Jen wasn’t charge nurse. It was Hannah this morning, a redhead with a tiny turquoise nose stud who Kelley actually liked. She gave off a cool, relaxed vibe, something that Kelley was sure she herself could never pull off. She thought of her personality as a sort-of cute neurotic at best. Which was fitting—judging by the smirk Hannah gave her, she was pretty s
ure she looked like she had been caught in a hurricane or something on the way over.
Great.
“So, Kel…” said Hannah, winking, “Rough night, huh? You have one too many shots or something?”
Kelley snorted. “No, I…slept through my alarm. I’ll tell you about it later.”
“That’s what they all say. You’re in luck today, though…” Hannah grinned, wiggled her eyebrows, and lowered her voice conspiratorially. “You’re working closely with a certain someone. You’re assigned to all patients he picks up, actually.”
It felt like the bottom had dropped out of Kelley’s stomach. Crap. Crap on a sandwich.
“You don’t mean…”
“Oh, I do. He wanted to work with you today, asked me personally when I was figuring out who went where. He said you did a good job last time.”
She couldn’t say anything, couldn’t get the words out. They were at the nurses’ station, and everybody would hear. But how was she supposed to work with Dr. Connor today? What the hell was she going to do? There was a blush slowly creeping up her cheeks. She’d have to tell Hannah later, and ask that another nurse take Dr. Connor’s patients for the rest of the day. If she knew Hannah, though, the whole embarrassing sex dream thing wouldn’t deter her friend at all. Ever since they’d started talking, Hannah had been plotting to get Dr. Connor and Kelley together. “He likes you,” she’d say, once Kelley told her. “I can tell. You keep working with him, and maybe you can make that hot dream a reality.”
Double decker crap sandwich, now she was really blushing.
“You good, Kel? You’re going to have to get into room 216, Dr. Connor’s seeing a patient already.”
“Yeah, um…I’m fine, I’m great. Where’s the coffee? I need coffee.”
“Where it always is. Wow, you sure are flustered today.”
Kelley poured herself a cup of coffee, quickly stirred in one packet of sugar. Well, “stirred in” was a nice way to put it. She mostly spilled it on the counter.
“Oh man, Hannah, you have no idea.”