Chapter 2

Oliver and I walked Cat to her car. Under the guise of being a gentleman, he helped her inside. She tried not to let on, but we both saw the discomfort in her leg before she settled into the seat.

He watched her drive away with a furrowed brow.

"She"ll be okay," I said.

"Only if she follows the doctor"s advice." He slipped his arm around my waist and we crossed the road back to our own cars, parked side by side in a now darkened parking lot.

"Does she ever?" I asked. "They say doctors are the worst patients, but their relatives must come a close second."

He chuckled. "When those children are athletes, they are definitely the worst. Much worse than doctors." He glanced over at me and arched his eyebrows.

"I call bullshit on that." I unlocked my car and tossed my bag and phone onto the seat. Before I could turn around, he grabbed me from behind, his firm hands flat against my belly.

"Is that so?" He nuzzled into my neck, his erection poking into my hip.

"Absolutely," I said unapologetically. "What are you going to do about it?"

"For disrespecting your boss, and potentially the whole medical profession, you can choke on my cock." He turned me around and pushed me down onto my knees. "Take him out."

Eagerly, I slid down Oliver"s zipper and pushed his trousers and black boxers down to free his erection. He was thick and hard, pre-cum already glistening on his tip.

I licked my lips.

Oliver grabbed my ponytail and brought my face closer before tapping the head of his cock against my lips. "Open up."

"What if I don"t?" I asked.

He looked down at me and cocked his head. "Then I have a wooden spoon with your name on it."

I shivered and grinned before I opened my mouth and slipped my lips around his tip. I swirled my tongue around his head, tasting his saltiness, teasing him until he groaned.

He tightened his grip on my hair and pushed himself deeper into my mouth. All the way in until I gagged.

"That"s better." He held himself there for a few moments before starting to thrust, fucking my mouth deep and hard. "You know what to do if it gets too much."

I did. All I had to do was tap his leg three times and he"d stop. I"d only had to tap out once, when I was stuffy from hayfever. Fucking Spring.

Aside from that, I loved blowing him. I loved the way he felt and tasted, the way he groaned as he used my mouth.

This was how it started between us. With me on my knees, his cock filling my mouth. I couldn"t remember how it happened now, but we hadn"t been able to keep our hands off each other since. Unless Cat was around.

When I thought he was about to come, he slipped out of my mouth and pulled me to my feet. He opened the back door of my car and pressed me inside. Grabbing the front of my pants, he undid them and slid them and my panties down all the way to my ankles.

He knelt beside the car, pulled me to the edge of the seat and opened my legs. Eyes on my face he slid a finger inside my pussy, then another.

"Fucking hell, Marley-Jane, you"re so wet." He slid in another finger and thumb.

Slowly, he fucked me with his hand before pulling my pants off one foot so he could spread my legs wider. He grabbed my hips, wrapped my legs around his waist and slid me onto his cock.

I lay back on the seat and worked my hand under my mohair jumper to rub my fingers over my nipples.

"That"s my girl," he crooned. "You feel so fucking good. I"ll never get enough of being inside you." He closed his eyes and savoured the connection between our bodies.

I couldn"t get enough of this either. Everything in the world evaporated, leaving only us and this moment.

I pressed my heels into his ass, encouraging him to push himself deeper.

He grabbed my legs, draped them over his shoulders and started to thrust into me with firm, even strokes. He was so deep inside me, I felt him all the way through, everywhere.

So fucking full.

"God, Oliver," I said breathlessly. "Yes, fuck me harder."

"Anything for you, my beautiful girl." He pounded, driving me into the seat with each thrust. He gripped my hips with bruising fingers, holding me in place.

"I"m going to come." I pinched my nipples through the lace of my bra, arched my back and rocked myself against him. "Come with me. Come inside me."

One of the benefits of sleeping with a doctor, we knew we were both clean. He kept my birth control up-to-date, so we could fuck bareback the way we both wanted to. He liked nothing better than to fill my pussy with his cum.

He groaned and ground into me, pulling an orgasm out of both of us at the same time.

Fireworks exploded around us. I was dragged down in a whirlpool of bliss before gradually trickling out the other side.

I flopped back against the seat, trying to catch my breath as he did the same.

Finally, he slid out of me and lowered my legs. He did up his pants and reached into his bag for a packet of wet wipes. Like he always did, he carefully cleaned me up, wiping his cum from my pussy.

"Go and pee," he told me. "I"ll wait here for you."

Another benefit of screwing a doctor, he always made sure I was looked after when we fucked. He wanted me clean and without a UTI.

"I won"t be long." I pulled my pants and panties back on and grabbed the keys to unlock the surgery so I could use the toilet.

I locked the door behind me and quickly trotted back to our cars. I didn"t have to hurry, I knew he wouldn"t leave while I was here. He"d never leave a woman alone in the dark, especially after what happened to Cat.

I tossed my keys back into the car and straightened up to let him wind his arms around me.

"This is wrong," he said softly.

My heart sank. "You regret fucking me in the back of my car?" That stung more than it should.

We never talked about a future for us. Maybe he didn"t see one. This might just have been a fling between us and his office manager. Never intended to last more than a little while. Maybe lying to his daughter was getting to him.

He leaned back and frowned at me. "I"ve never regretted fucking you, Marley-Jane. Never. What"s wrong is that you"re going home to your place and I"m going home to mine. To one cat and a goldfish."

Cat had moved in with her boyfriends months ago. "I want you with me when I fall asleep at night. When I wake up in the morning. Saying goodbye to you every day is wrong. Hard. Difficult. "

"If we tell her," I said tentatively. "And she doesn"t freak out. Once the town gossip dies down we can."

Opal Springs was small enough that they"d talk about what a doctor was doing regardless of what it was, but especially if it was me he was doing.

"That sounds like a lot of ifs and whens." He sighed.

"It is, but nothing we can"t deal with." I stood on my toes and pressed my mouth to his. He tasted lightly of red wine and some kind of spice. He always tasted so good, I wanted more and more. I wanted to drag him back into my car and wrap my legs around him again.

The car beside mine beeped and flashed as someone unlocked it. That was quickly followed by footsteps walking past and stopping to glance at us. We sprang apart, but not before they saw us with our tongues virtually down each other"s throats.

"Sorry." He was about six foot four, and around the same age as me. In the light coming from the surgery, I made out brown hair, black jeans and a faded black Henley. "I didn"t mean to interrupt." He spoke in an American drawl.

"We were just leaving anyway," Oliver said quickly. He opened the driver"s side door of my car and gave me a meaningful look.

"Right, it"s getting late." I smiled at them both before ducking quickly into my car.

Oliver closed the door behind me and stepped back. I grabbed up my keys and started the engine.

We were lucky the guy hadn"t happened past ten minutes earlier, he would have caught us mid-fuck. Although, he was clearly not from Opal Springs. Chances were I"d never see him again.

I gave Oliver a small wave and backed my car out of my space. The other guy stood a few metres away, watching while I drove out to the road and headed away.

Before they were out of sight, I glanced over my shoulder to see them both getting into their own cars.

Oliver was right. Having to say goodbye at the end of the evening sucked. We"d have to find a way to be together before the situation drove us apart forever. I just hoped like hell Cat wouldn"t hate me. I didn"t want to lose either of them and I sure as fuck didn"t want to have to choose between them. That would be an impossible decision. One that would rip out my heart and break it into a million tiny pieces.

No, there had to be a way to make everyone happy. One way or another.