Joey nodded against me, and I kissed her jaw and moved down her neck.
I pinched her hard nipple with my two fingers as I moved to her other one, sucking on it and giving it little bites.
When she was raising her hips for me to enter her, I thrust in in one long plunge.
She tensed under me and let out a small grunt as I broke through her virginity.
Her sheath was tight and gripped me so hard that it was all I could do to keep licking her breasts and not release at the spot.
I focused all my attention on her breasts, trying to pull her back from the edge of pain and bring her fully into pleasure.
I licked and pinched, nibbled and sucked, until she was gripping my hair and moaning.
I kept going for a little longer until she wriggled her hips and begged me for more. "Please, Dan. I am alright. Do not stop."
She was breathless with need, and I couldn't deny her.
Moving my lips up her throat, I thrust hard into her willing cunt.
"Nothing between us, darling. Skin to skin with no obstruction." She moaned at my words, growing wetter as I made love to her deeply, her pussy squeezing me so sweetly when I bit her neck.
"Dan, I am not on contraception."
"I did not assume you were, darling."
Her head was thrown back, her eyes closed, and she was lost in pleasure. "Oh God, I am so close. Perhaps you should withdraw."
I laughed against her throat. "No, baby, I do not withdraw from you. Ever."
She clenched down on my length hard, and I felt her juices all over me.
I tilted my hips up a little, hitting her clitoris with every stroke.
It had her scratching my back and moaning my name after only a few pumps.
"That's it, Joey. Climax all over my unprotected cock. Open that soft cunt for me so I can release inside you. I am not pulling out, so if you climax on me, I will release in you."
My words were enough to send her over the edge, and she shouted her orgasm into the room.
Our room.
I felt her pussy wet my length, and it was all the invitation I needed.
I thrust against her one last time and held it deep as I released in her virgin cunt.
When I felt the last drop of my semen splash inside her, I rolled us over, not breaking our connection.
She lay on top of me, breathing hard, and I smiled.
She's mine now.
Joey
"Good heavens, Joey. You have that ridiculous grin on your face again."
I bit the inside of my cheek to try to stop the smile as I looked out from the records of the old grandpa I was working on.
I met Mark's eyes and failed miserably, bursting out laughing at the look he was giving me.
"I cannot believe a freaking Dr put that expression on your face."
He leaned over the counter, using both hands to brace himself like we were about to have some big conversation about this.
And we weren't.
This was my business, and for the first time in my life, I didn't have three giant older brothers in it.
"I do not scrutinize your intimate relationships, so why are you scrutinizing mine?" I pulled the wet paper from the box on the counter and wiped the sheen of sweat on my forehead.
Glancing up at the clock, I saw I had about enough time to get home and shower before Dan was at my door.
Like clockwork every day for the past two weeks, he's at my door, picking me up at six thirty sharp. Each time he makes me pack a giant bag and asks me why I just don't go straight to his house when I leave work.
I'm slowly noticing that each day, more and more stuff is disappearing from my house and turning up at his.
It should annoy me, but it doesn't.
In fact, it just puts the ridiculous smile back on my face.
"Just ensuring your well-being. You have not slept at home once since the Dr took you on that date. I do not wish for you to become too deeply involved and get hurt."
"Not all men are like you, Mark. Some of them genuinely do not engage in casual encounters and then abandon you."
"I am not attempting to be an ass, I just want you to be careful, that is all." He ran his hand through his shaggy brown hair like he was mulling something over.
"To be honest with you, you two simply do not appear to be a suitable match."
"What in the world does that signify?" I threw the wet paper down on the bin, then motioned for him to move so I could give the old man his report .
"He just appears to be the type to be with some haughty trophy wife. His father is the owner of the hospital, for goodness' sake. Have you seen that man's wife?"
His words burned like acid in my stomach. Forget this.
I wasn't even hearing it.
I knew what's been happening between Dan and me for the past two weeks, and it's been perfect. The way he touches me and treats me, it's like I'm the rarest thing on earth.
Like he can't live without me.
"Go to hell, Mark. Just because I am not some wealthy socialite does not mean I cannot attract a man."
"Hold on. That is not what I intended at all.
That applies both ways.
He also does not seem like your type.
I thought you would end up riding on the back of someone's motorcycle or something similar. Not with the star quarterback of the football team."
He's got me there.
I can see why he'd think that, but like most things in my life I don't fit the mold of what people think. Why would who I end up with be any different.
"Thank you for your concern, but it is not necessary." I unbuttoned my nurse coat, letting them hit the counter as I took them off.
"Just be cautious is all I am suggesting." Mark did the same, peeling off his work lab coat before holding it in his arms.
I felt my phone vibrate against my backside, warming my stomach because I knew who it was.
Sliding my finger over the phone, I read the message.