I didn’t wait for her to change her mind. I pulled her out of her seat and against my chest. I could already feel the tension growing between us as her breasts pushed against me.
Without a word I walked her through the busy dance floor and to the back of the building. There were private rooms back here for VIP guests. Within five minutes I had her in a curtained off room all to myself.
I didn’t wait a second longer. I sat on the plush couch that lined the back wall of the small room and pulled her onto my lap. She sat on top of me with her legs spreading between me. I swear I could almost see all she was offering to me in that tiny piece of fabric.
I pulled her lips to mine, first, digging my hands into her thick locks of hair. She tasted just as sweet as I had imagined. Instinctively to my touch, she arched her back pressing her breast against my chest as we explored each others mouths.
While I kissed her my hand found the tie at the neck of her shirt and quickly undid it. Her whole top fell to a pool around her hips exposing her whole breast to me. She arched back as I kissed my way down to the first round mound.
I heard a hiss of satisfaction as I took one hard nipple in my mouth. I sucked it hard as I twisted and teased her other. I felt her body shimmy so that her skirt was up around her hips and her legs spread over the folds of my pants.
Her sweet nub rubbed up against the thick shaft begging to be removed from its confines as I teased her tits more. She moaned against me as she rocked more. I could tell she was going to cum already, just from the friction.
I wanted to taste her in my mouth. I turned us both so that she was laying along the couch now and scooted her up so that my face was at level with her. She gave a little gasp surprised by my quick movement.
Under her mini was a thin black lace thong. I sat up long enough to slip it off and pocket it in the back of my pants. Looking up at her I let her watch me as I positioned myself between her legs.
Reaching behind I gripped her bare ass as I lifted her hips so that her sweet nub came up to meet my mouth. She arched her back again against the couch pushing her deeper to me.
Splitting her folds with my face, I dove my tongue deep inside her. She was already a little wet, but I was going to make her explode all over me.
First I teased her dipping my tongue in and out and swirling it around the soft bean. I could feel her body moan and spasm under my touch. She was so sensitive I could have teased her all night and still not had enough.
I could feel her climax starting in earnest, so I plunged my tongue deep inside her. I felt her hand grip in my hair as I fucked her hard with my mouth.
Finally she gave a little squeal as her juices poured out from within her. Normally I would have waited for her to come down, but my need was too strong. I sat up and unbuttoned my pants. My dick sprang out ready to take her.
Grabbing her by the hips again, I picked her up and placed her back on top of my lap, this time making sure I slid between her thighs. She hesitated for just a moment, then rocked her hips hard against me.
“Fuck, you're so tight,” I moaned as she rocked them again.
I grabbed her hips and pushed her down on me, encouraging her to take my whole shaft inside her. I felt her thighs relax open as my dick slipped deeper inside her with each thrust.
If she hadn't been tight already, I could feel her body contracting even more around me. She was going to cum again. I grabbed her hips and picked up the pace of her thrusting.
I took her nipple with my mouth and rolled it between my teeth as I pushed her hips into me over and over again. I could feel her hands in my hair again, pulling and tugging more of me inside her.
“Yes,” I moaned against her breast, “Take it baby, Take it from me,” I ordered her.
I was thick and ready to explode. Finally with a last thrust she came hard around my dick. She raised her head and screamed out in pleasure. Her tight cunt around my swollen dick was more than I could stand. I thrusted deep in her one last time and steadied to let my juices go.
Chapter Three
Lilly
“I think I’m going to throw up,” I said as I scanned my computer for the posting of my last final. The words swam in front of me. I shut my eyes.
“I think I’m going to throw up,” Emma said, eyeing the food in my hand. “I swear the whole dorm smells like pickles thanks to you.”
I looked down at the small snack size pack of baby gherkins I had been munching on. Usually I couldn’t stand pickles. Lately however, I was eating everything and anything that was doused in vinegar.
“I’ve just been so stressed, I think it’s making my hormones all crazy. I’ve been craving the weirdest things,” I tried to explain apologetically.
“If you're that stressed, maybe we should go back to the club and find that hottie from a few months back. I doubt you’ve gotten any since.”
“That was just a moment of extreme weakness, okay. I am not like…”
“Me?” Em finished with pride.
“Yeah. Plus it was only like six weeks ago.”
“Maybe you're all hormonal because of your period then. I swear the whole damn dorm is having their time of the month right now,” Emma shrugged off. She was never one to really get along with other girls.
“No, actually it’s been a while,” I replied realizing it as I said it. I was mentally trying to count in my head my last period.
Emma turned to me and seems to look me up and down.
“You're not pregnant are you?” She asked with a narrowing of her blue eyes.
“No!”
“Did you use a rubber?” She countered.
I thought back to that night in the VIP room. I hadn’t even thought to get the guy’s name before slipping out, let alone remember a condom.
“Well no. I mean it was just a one time thing though. I can’t get pregnant from one night.”
“Uh, hell yes you can! Let's check the facts here, you feel like vomiting, you are eating nasty food, and you missed your period. All signs are not pointing in your favor.”
“I want to throw up because I am worried about the exam, and I probably missed my period because I have been putting all this junk in my body. I’m sure it’s just late,” I added trying to convince myself.
“Well, there is only one way to know for sure,” Emma responded.
“What the fuck does that mean?” I said.
I hovered over a pee stick an hour later.
Em had taken me to the nearest drug store bought three different brands of pregnancy test and waited while I peed on all of them.
“So for this one two lines means pregnant,” Em said reading the box.
“Shit! Maybe it's wrong. This one has three lines does that mean not pregnant, I hope?”
Em looked at the other box, “Nope that means pregnant too.”
I picked up the third test. I didn’t need Emma to translate the results of this one for me. It was as LED screen that simply said ‘pregnant.’
I swiped them off my desk and into the wastebasket. I sat back on my bed sure that I was going to puke at any second. How could I be pregnant? It was just one time!
Sure it had been my only encounter, but it was probably the best I could ever imagine having. He had fit so perfectly inside me, tore something open deep within that was beyond mind-blowing.
I had hesitated for just a second when we were done and slipped off his lap to get his name. I knew that wasn’t how those types of encounters were supposed to go, though. Instead, I pulled down my mini, strapped up my top and slipped out while he was still putting himself back together.
I hadn’t seen him since, and I had never planned to. Now what the hell was I supposed to do with his child inside of me?
“So, what are you going to do?” Emma asked her blue eyes full of concern.
“Hell if I know.”
Eight years later…
Chapter Four
Lilly
“Ugh, I hate this,” I said into my phone as I pul
led up into the parking lot of my medical complex. “I won’t be more than an hour though. Are you set with the presentation this afternoon?”
“Your’e such a baby, Lilly. It’s a yearly, not open heart surgery,” Julia, my secretary, said from the other end of the line. “I have everything ready. It is going to be the best pitch Brahmin Bakery has ever seen.”
“Alright, no need to suck up,” I responded before ending the call.
Doctor offices were always picky about taking calls in their wait room. All that was going through my head as I made my way through the various corridors and elevator to the right section of the complex was that I couldn’t remember the last time I shaved my legs.
I mean it shouldn’t really matter much. It’s not like the doc would be paying attention to my legs.
I dreaded my yearly. Sitting on a cold piece of paper with my legs in stirrups with all of me on full display, wasn’t my idea of a good time.
After having Aria seven years ago, raising a kid on my own hadn’t allowed much time for dating. I didn’t fault her for that. Aria was the best thing in my life.
Having her had helped me mature and clear my head for what I really want. I gave up pre-law and went into advertising. It gave me a chance to use my more creative side and gave me the chance to show off my passion and drive.
All of that combined, didn’t leave much time for finding a new daddy for my daughter. That didn’t even take into account the fact that most men ran the other way when they saw that kid baggage came along with the ride.
I did my best to not grow impatient as I waited for my turn with the doctor. I had a shit load of work to do today before the presentation and Julie scheduling my yearly gyno for right now wasn’t helping.
Finally, I got called back, stripped to a sheet, and left again waiting for the doctor. The nurse did her part and it was hard to say that she was any happier to be here than I was.
That all seemed to change when the doctor walked in. It was like someone lit a fire under her. She was all smiles and puffed out chest for him.
I had to admit he was a pretty hot. He seemed nice enough too as he droned on with the normal yearly questions.
Finally the legs were up in the stirrups and I was just glad to finally get this all over with. Something seemed different as his hands grazed along my thighs. It was a mixture of that voice and his touch.
In an instant I tensed. I was almost sure I knew who he was.
“I’m sorry,” I said from my end of the table, “I don’t think I’ve seen you here before. Tell me your name again.”
The doctors head peaked up from over the sheet and he smiled down at me. His black hair slicked back with those matching dark eyes, I was sure in that instant.
“I’m Dr. Barrett Harris. I am fairly new to taking over the practice.”
“Oh, how nice,” I said, not knowing what else to do.
I was positive now that I was currently being examined by Arita’s father. I closed my eyes and did my best not to remember that night in the club as his gloved hand felt around my insides.
Finally he was done with his swabs and lowered the sheet back down. He stood over me as if waiting for something.
“What?” I asked unsure.
He cleared his throat feeling a little awkward to have to tell me.
“Usually, part of the yearly is a breast exam. If you are comfortable with that?”
“Oh yeah,” I said pulling myself up a little higher on the table. “Of course. I’m here for the full treatment,” I added and then kicked myself for it. I sounded like such an idiot.
I was so frazzled. Never in a million years would I have considered running into Aria’s father. She had tried her best after finding out that she was pregnant, to get in contact with him. It wasn’t that easy when you didn’t even have a name to go off of.
After that, she had just forgotten all about him. She would raise Aria on her own, that was no problem, so it seemed no other reason to try and seek the guy out.
He seemed to hesitate for a moment looking at my face. I looked away quickly, I didn’t want him to recognize me back. Thinking I was embarrassed, he went to work.
I closed my eyes to shut out his image as he massaged one breast first and then the other. I swallowed hard. His touch brushing against my skin was making me wet.
I couldn’t believe it, but I was pretty sure that I was about to orgasm from my gyno’s touch.
Chapter Five
Barrett
The voice had sounded a bit familiar, but I had seen thousands of patients since returning to Chicago. It was more likely that this woman was just someone I had seen once before, and not the girl she was reminding me of.
Even since that night all those years ago, I had never gotten her out of my head. No matter what other relationship I tried to have since, all that I ever seemed to think on was her wrapped around me.
It had been only one night, and a brief encounter at that. Something about that girl had awoken in me a desire to take her again.
It wasn’t until I moved back the hospital gown to expose her breast that I was sure it was her. I had licked those perky nipples a million times in my dreams over the years. I was positive now, that I had just dipped my hand into the girl I had always hoped would come back my way.
I wanted to say something, ask her if she remembered me. Hell, if I was being honest I wanted to plunge my hard dick into her right in that moment. The shuffle in the corner from Helen, the nurse present, told me that it wasn’t a good idea.
Before it had all made sense for a nurse to always be presents during my exams. It saved a whole lot of male doctors in this profession from being slapped with malpractice and sexual harassment lawsuits.
Now all I really wanted was to push Helen out the door and lock it so that I could fuck this girl every way possible. I watched her lick her lips as I worked my way over her second breast.
If I didn’t know better I would say she was getting off on it. That only made my dick push harder against my pants.
Reluctantly I pulled back the folds of her gown covering the sweet white mounds below. I sat back down in my chair and turned to the computer.
"It will take a few days to get the results back from the pap smear. Someone will call you from the office to let you know how it went.” I looked over her chart before adding, “Lilly.”
She had been avoiding my gaze the whole time. It wasn’t something new to me, not all women were comfortable to have a male doctor fingering around their parts. But when I said her name, those honey eyes snapped to mine. In that moment I was sure that she was the girl I had wished so much to taste again.
I left the room so that Lilly could change back into her own clothes. I had hoped to maybe catch her in the hall, perhaps see if she remembered me too. Even if she didn’t, I was willing to take her in my office and make sure she wouldn’t forget me again.
She left in a rush before I even notched however. I was a little disappointed and frankly desperate for a release after that encounter. I thought about Helen. She was always flaunting herself in front of me. She would be an easy enough fuck just to get my focus back.
But having seen Lilly again, I was fairly certain that no casual encounter would ever do for me again. I had found the forbidden fruit I tasted so long ago, and I wouldn’t settle for anything less.
I took a minute before I left that night to peruse her medical records. I wanted to know as much as I could about this mysterious woman. I was hopeful to see that she wasn’t married. However I did see a tick on her chart for a live birth. That meant she had a kid.
It was a little disheartening, until I looked at the date of delivery. I had to count it back a few times and let it sink in. She had a kid seven years ago. That made her pregnancy around the time that they had met.
Of course that didn't mean it was his. He did some more digging in her medical record and found that on father was named on the birth certificate. It was an even more curious fact.
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nbsp; It gave him that excuse he was looking for to find a way to see her again. After all what man, when seeing he might possibly have a child out in the world, wouldn’t want to make sure.
I was debating right then to call her up when my phone rang. I looked at the at the caller ID. It was my father. I rolled my eyes and silenced the ring.
I had no desire to speak to the man. He still was going on about the fact that I had not chosen to join him at his New York practice. I had hoped moving back to Chicago after my years doing charity work might give me enough distance from the man. It didn’t stop him from constantly calling and berating me.
“Are you going to get that?” Helen’s voice called from my office door.
I looked up to see her leaning against it.
“No,” I said looking back at my computer.
All thoughts of fucking her just for the release disappeared. Helen wasn’t horrendous to look at but she was clingy and constantly throwing herself at me. Nothing could have been more of a turn off.
When she didn’t leave I finally turned back to her, “Is there a patient ready?”
“No, done for the day,” she said with a sickly sweet smile.
“Good,” I said getting out of my chair. “Then I am out of here. Goodnight,” I ended without even looking her way as I passed her by in the door.
Chapter Six
Lilly
“Holy Fuck!” I said when Em picked up the phone.
“What? Was it your meeting thing? Did it go bad?” She asked from the other end of the phone.
I could make out the sound of something crinkling in the background.
“Those better not be chips. You promised you were going to go on this diet with me to help me lose the last of my baby weight.”
“Truth bomb my love,” she said as she crunched chips into the phone, “if you haven’t lost it yet, you might just be stuck with it.”
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