Doctor's Soul - BWWM Pregnancy Romance (Doctor's Love Book 2) (5 page)

Chapter 10

“Doctor Rogers?”

“Yes Lindsey?”

“There is someone in reception looking for you.”

“Who is it?”

“I don’t know. The message just says it was a woman asking for you by name.”

Rick’s heart surged, sure that it was Meeka. He thanked the nurse and fixed his shirt before walking out of his cramped office. He had just been thinking about her when the nurse had disturbed his day-dreaming. Meeka was all he seemed to think about and he worked more than ever before, to keep those thoughts at bay. He couldn’t stand going home because the silence was deafening and he could feel then how much he had lost. So, Rick picked up all the extra shifts he could and it was in those down times, when he had a few minutes to himself, that he found his thoughts going to his future wife. He refused to give up hope that it would all somehow work out. It had before and he knew that it would again.

He replayed the last time they had seen each other as he made it to the elevator. Marla had turned up and was almost immediately sticking her tongue down his throat. When Meeka had walked in and he had seen her face, Rick knew that she was devastated. To have hurt her like he had, devastated him as well.

The elevator beeped and he got off on the first floor, looking around for his beautiful Meeka. He didn’t spot her after a few sweeps, than he caught movement coming towards him out of the corner of his eye. He turned and his face fell when he saw who it was.

“Marla.”

“Well don’t look so happy to see me old friend.”

“Every time you're around, bad things happen.”

“Yea, I was going to apologize for that. You know that you have always made me go a little crazy and I couldn’t help myself.”

Rick looked around the busy hospital and saw several nurses looking his way. The gossip mill was fast and strong where he worked, so he pulled Marla to a small unoccupied room. She had never been one to be discreet and he did not want to be the topic around the water cooler, though he already feared he would be. Meeka and him were a legend around the establishment. It had all seemed so destined and had quickly spread. Now it was known that Meeka had left him and Rick had been moping around the office since. Speculative glances were already flying as he pulled her into the small room.

“Why are you here Marla? I thought you would be gone by now, living those big dreams in the big city.”

“Wow you are pissy. I said I was sorry, what else do you want me to do? Do you want me to go talk to her for you?”

“Marla stay away from her. She is pregnant with my child and I don't want her stressed out. Besides, I'm surprised she didn’t hit you last time she saw you, I would bet that the outcome would not be the same a second time around.”

“You have changed Rick. I don’t like this angry side of you.”

“You caused it. What do you want Marla? I’m working here.”

“Well you don’t return my phone calls Rick. How else am I supposed to talk to you?”

“You could take the hint and leave me be.”

Rick started to turn around and Marla stopped him.

“Do you want to get some lunch or something? We really didn’t get to catch up last time with all the commotion.”

Rick whipped around, his anger surprising even himself.

“Commotion? My fiancée left me and I was supposed to be married! Don’t you get it?”

Marla took a step back. She eyed him with concern and she looked like she really was sorry then. She tried to explain herself and after a time, Rick seemed to accept her apology. He would not agree to go out to eat with her, though he did promise to answer next time she called. They walked away on pretty good terms and though he was wishing it had been Meeka, at least he thought that part of the complication had been settled. He wouldn’t have to worry about Marla anymore.

Chapter 11

It was late a few nights later and Rick was awoken by his cell phone. He didn’t recognize the number and almost didn’t answer it. The sound continued to pierce the air and he finally pushed the green button.

“Hello?”

Rick could hear loud music on the other side of the phone and he grimaced when he heard her voice.

“Hey baby. I need you.”

“It’s the middle of the night Marla, call me in the morning.”

“No, Rick. I need you to come get me please. I’m drunk and I can’t find my car.”

Rick closed his eyes, but swung his legs out of the bed. He knew that he would have to help her, not wanting her bad decision to become something on his conscious if she did find her car.

“Fine Marla. Where are you?”

The slurring woman gave him the address and name of the bar. Rick told her that he would be there and to stay put.

“Whatever you do Marla, don’t get in your car.”

“I would if I could find the damn thing.”

Rick did not know how the hell she had lost her car, but he was soon wondering about it as he drove the twenty miles to pick her up. She was on the outskirts of the city that had torn them apart so many years before. Rick knew that she wanted something more than just a ride. Nothing had ever been simple with her and he couldn’t imagine that she was just the damsel in distress. She felt more like bait to a mouse trap that would soon be snapping around his neck. Rick could nonetheless not help her, so he did what he knew he must. He helped her.

Marla was standing outside a small bar in a bad part of town and Rick honked his horn to have her climb in. When she did, he noticed the heavy smell of rum on her breath, as well as the long, lean thighs her hiked up skirt showed. His blue eyes looked away, though he felt a familiar tightening in his loins. It had been too long since he had been with Meeka and his cock seemed to have a mind of its own. She smiled at him and he waited for her to get in with a feathery pink top.

“Thank you Rick. I didn’t know where I was going to stay tonight. My purse is in my wallet, in the trunk of my car.”

Rick pulled back from the smell of the liquor. It was strong and she giggled and moved closer.

“You said you needed a ride Marla, not somewhere to stay. Where have you been staying?”

“Mom and dad’s lately, but you know how they are about drinking. I would never hear the end of it and would probably have a reservation made at the closest rehab before I woke up. Come on, what is the big deal? You got that huge house all to yourself.”

“Yea because of you. Fine, just buckle up and try to sober up. You never were a good drunk.”

Marla could tell she was pushing him, so she smiled impishly and pulled the seatbelt around her chest, making sure the band fell between her large breasts. She put the seat down slightly and her legs opened and closed, fanning her heated core.

Rick tried to ignore her blatant attempts to seduce him. His cock hardened in his pants, but he kept his focus on the road. He felt her hand on his leg and as it moved closer to his excitement, he pushed her hand away.

“Stop Marla. I'm engaged and I'm not trying to jeopardize that anymore with you.”

Marla pouted and put her hand back, though the second time she did not play like she was being innocent. Her palm gripped and squeezed his hard, thick cock and moaned. The sound made him throb and jerk in her hand in response.

“Mmm, I miss that Rick. I miss you inside of me so deep. Don’t you miss that baby? Don’t you ever think about me, like I think about you?”

“Stop now.”

His voice was cold and Marla pulled her hand away.

“You cheated on me if I remember correctly and then insisted on moving with him to the city to “pursue your dreams. How did that work out for you?”

His bitterness surprised him. Rick had thought that he had gotten over her, yet to be honest she had broken his heart years before. She was the untouchable in college and a trophy when he had finally won her. He had even thought that he loved her, though now he knew that it had been more a lustful romp. Rick was devastated when he had walked in on one of his friends plowing her from behind and that is what made him feel so guilty about Meeka, even though it really wasn’t his fault. He knew how it felt to walk in on something like that and then to have your whole world crushed in an instance.

Rick’s cock started to lower with his thoughts and the pair was quiet for the rest of the thirty-minute ride back. She seemed subdued, though Rick doubted that he had gotten through to her. She was not dense or stupid, just singularly focused on her goals and Rick was presently one of them.

“You can sleep in the guest bedroom. The bed is all made up and the shower is down the hall if you want to clean yourself up. I will try to help you find your car tomorrow before work, okay?”

“Thanks Rick. You really are the best.”

The look in her eyes was disconcerting for him, but he tried to put his ill-ease thoughts out of his head. He was just being paranoid he figured. He had made himself clear and she knew where she stood with him, he was sure of it.

Chapter 11

Marla laid on the pillow-top mattress and stewed. Her plans to go home and get Rick back were not going as planned. He resisted her advances and it did more than hurt her ego. She really cared about Rick and she always had. He was the regret that she had carried with her. He had begged her to come home when she had first left. He had offered to forgive her for cheating, as long as she had come back.

She had been young and stupid, throwing his sensitivity back in his face and making him feel bad. Marla knew now that she was getting the karma for those decisions and she did not like the taste. What she had not been counting on was him being engaged and his fiancée being pregnant when she got back. Meeka was pretty and seemed nice, but Marla knew that she was the one that really belonged with him. They weren’t meant to be together, she was sure of it. Every time she had gotten out of another failed relationship, Marla had thought of Rick.

She looked around the room and noticed a picture of the woman on the mantle. There was also a picture of a smiling kid next to the couple. Marla’s brow raised, further shocked that he was planning to stepfather a child that was clearly not his. She didn’t understand how the two met or how the woman was somehow winning the man of her dreams. There was always one thing that Marla was good at and when in doubt, she always went back to basics.

Marla stripped down to just her panties and bra, thankful that she had worn a cute matching set before she went out. She hadn’t planned to come over to his house, but once she realized she needed help, Rick was naturally the first person that she had thought of. As she had waited for him to come get her, the plan of him taking her home had come to mind, though it had ended differently than she had envisioned it in her head.

She had figured he would fall for her advances, as he always had before. Not many men had turned her down and never one that she had been with before. Usually if Marla was intimate with a man, she would have a hold on him whenever she wanted to use it. Rick did not seem to be affected anymore and she wondered if she just had to get his body on the wagon. She figured his brain would come around if she could get his cock where she wanted him. Having been with Rick several years in college, she knew that he slept like a rock. What was once a joke among them would now be the weapon she would use against him.

As she crept down the dark hallway, she also remembered something else that she had liked about Rick’s sleeping habits. He never wore pajamas and very rarely would he wear boxers. Rick also hated to be covered up and usually slept on top of the comforter. It used to drive her crazy, but as she slowly pushed his door open, she was thankful for his quirks.

Rick was asleep and he snored lightly into the silent room. She waited for a moment, to make sure that he hadn’t heard her. When he didn’t move or respond, she shut the door behind her and waited for her eyes to adjust to the darkness in the room. He was lying there as she remembered. Rick was on his back, naked and uncovered. Her eyes feasted on his hard body for several minutes before she started to walk forward.

Marla stood over the bed and her eyes went to the soft meat nestled in curls of dark hair. It looked so innocent lying there as it did, but she knew the truth. She knew that he was full of dominate lust that could and had taken her breath away. Rick was intense and there had been several times that he had overwhelmed her with his fat cock inside of her. He liked it how she did, hard and fast, without asking permission. The longer she stared at it, the more she felt a moistening in her panties.

Deciding that she should be as naked as he was, she stepped out of her panties and unhooked her bra. She was not very large on top, but her slim breasts matched the rest of her petite body. Marla rubbed her own pussy for a few moments, transferring fluid around to make her pussy nice and slick. She was already ready for him and he wasn’t even hard yet. As she played in between her thighs, her eyes watched his face to see if he was in fact asleep. There was no reaction from her close-quarter masturbation, so she went further by slipping one of her fingers inside of herself. She stifled the moan that begged to escape and her body moved closer to the edge of the bed on its own volition.

Marla crawled onto the bed quietly, moving slow as not to let him feel the displacement of weight. She paused several times before she straddled his lower legs and her mouth was mere inches from his sleeping giant. She blew on it softly and watched it twitch a little with the stimulation. She grinned to herself, knowing that even if Rick resisted their past, his cock seemed to remember her quite well. Marla moved closer to him and waited for any sign of movement. She did not want to be disturbed before she could get him fully hard.

Her mouth opened and her tongue came out to lick the smooth head. It lurched underneath her and she could not wait any longer to take him fully into her hot mouth. She was able to take him in all the way in his soft state, though as her tongue slid along the underneath of his shaft he started to grow. His cock had always been quick to come to alert and her body still missed the way he could go over and over again. Where most men would need time, he could get hard before he pulled out or never even go down at all. She had used to call him a freak of nature, but as she had dated throughout the years since she left him, she missed it so much.

Marla was soon gagging softly on his hardened length poking against the back of her throat. She could already taste the salty discharge of his sleeping lust and was almost tempted to just jump on him and hold on. A shiver ran through her body, ending in her slippery center. She pulled him out of her mouth, while her fingers crept to her own need. Her fingers were wet with the first touch and she had to bite her lip to stifle a moan that creeped out from between her lips.

“Oh Rick.”

Marla’s long, blonde hair fell across her back and teased at her perky nipples. Her free hand went to one of her nipples and she swirled her finger around it, much like her finger was doing to her clit. She pressed her fingers on herself finally and felt a tightening in the pit of her stomach. Her glazed eyes looked back at his cock standing straight up in front of her and she leaned back down to take him into her mouth. She sucked harder and was making her presence more known. Marla was so turned on that she had not even considered what would happen when he woke up.

As she bobbed faster on his cock, his pre-cum filled her throat as the end pressed against the back of her throat. She heard Rick grunt below her and she noticed his eyes were still closed, but his face was no longer calm. His hips started to thrust up and he moaned a name. The name was not the one that Marla wanted to hear and she decided that she really needed to hurry up before he woke up.

Marla slipped over him higher than before. She lined him up to her weeping center and saw his eyes open. She slid down quickly and refused to see the true meaning in the depth of his look when he realized that it was not a dream he was having. Her pussy stretched with his long length and she couldn’t help the low moan that escaped her lips. He felt amazing and she closed her eyes.

*** 

Marla was on top of him, positioned above his hard cock. Rick’s eyes blinked to clear the fog from his brain. He couldn’t believe his eyes and could not stop the petite blonde from impaling herself on his hard cock. She cried out and the sound made him still as he became wide awake. The hot, wetness that enveloped him was heavenly, but it just wasn’t right.

Rick was shocked to find Marla on him, though he watched in a detached view as she moved up and down a couple of times on top of him. His hips did not move and he finally realized what was going on. His body did not want him to stop it, but he knew he had to.

“Marla? Get the fuck off of me. You’re some kind of crazy. I'm engaged to be married for God’s sake! What is wrong with you?”

Rick pushed the slow-moving woman off of him, his eyes on the wetness that coated his thickness as she got off of him. It was not Meeka’s and for that, he was disappointed.  He was having a wonderful dream and Meeka was there loving him, but when he pushed his fingers through Marla’s hair, he had known it wasn’t her. The idea of her mouth on his, no matter how skilled she was, was distasteful at best. He had realized it all too late though and Marla was able to climb on top of him. His cock was covered with her juices.

“Come on Rick. You know you want me. I can see it in your eyes.”

Rick covered himself and asked her to leave his room. She smiled like he was joking until his eyes met hers and she could see he was not. Marla expected him to be a little angry, though she had not expected him to make her stop or leave. He was supposed to be so entranced with her honey hole that he would forget all about Meeka and their baby.

“You’re so uptight now Rick, what’s happened to you? You used to love when I’d give you head, wake you up with it and then slide down on this fat cock. Look at you, you’re still rock hard. You still want it.”

Marla convinced herself with her own words and tried to re-straddle the man and take what she wanted. He wouldn’t be able to deny her if she could just get back on top of him. Rick pushed her back with a firm hand. His blue eyes were lustful, but there was something inside of him that was trying to block those feelings. He needed sex, but not from her.

“We had some good times Marla, but I love Meeka. We never loved each other and I don’t even think you are capable of loving someone. It was just good, convenient sex Marla, that’s all it was. It was also a long damn time ago.”

Marla was affronted by his comments and she came forward to slap him on his face. His jaw tightened and his blue eyes frosted over as the slap rang in the air. A red handprint almost immediately started to cover the right side of his face. Rick could not believe that she had actually struck him. She had in the past, but it had been several years since he had been involved with such an unhinged woman. Marla had apparently been the reason that he stayed away from crazy women and craved more stable ones in their stead.

“Just leave Marla. Go call a cab and get a hotel room somewhere, I don’t care. You seemed to have sobered up quite nicely. You have caused enough stress in my life, now and back then. I see you now as you are, a plague that spreads misery wherever you go. You really had me believing what you said. I should have known better. I should have known that you were saying all of those things to get us back together. We will never be together and even if you ruined it for me and Meeka, I still wouldn’t want your crazy ass. Meeka is a real woman and you are just a spoiled little girl.”

Marla made an indignant sound as she stomped out of the room. She couldn’t believe that he had talked to her like that and she grabbed one of his ties on the way out. She also took a couple pictures before she left the house, one of Rick who was on the bed with his cock in the air and turned away from her. There was nothing like a woman scorned and the moment he refused her, he gained an enemy. Marla wanted to make sure that Rick did not get his precious Meeka. He didn’t deserve a happy ending.