Rick Sexed Up the Doc (6 page)

She held onto the other side of her desk, pushing against Brian causing more tension. Her whole body tingled and the onslaught of another orgasm began to take her.

***

Rick stood away as Brian leaned over Nelda and watched the two of them. It was one of the most beautiful sights he had seen in a long time. Their bodies moved in tandem, skin slapping as they met at the peak of the thrusts. Nelda’s round curves contrasting with Brian’s hard planes.

Brian bent over Nelda, his hands moving to the desk for support and he looked at Rick in invitation. Rick knew what he wanted and he planned on giving it to him. He did a quick search for some lubrication and found some hand lotion on the desk. He grabbed it, then moved behind Brian. Rick stood between Brian’s legs and pushed up against his ass.

Putting some of the peach scented cream he’d found on Brian and then himself, he slowed Brian down, holding his hips until Brian had changed to a short rocking motion. Holding himself against Brian’s ass, Rick slowly inserted his cock, letting Brian’s body tell him when he was ready for more.

Soon, Brian started moving against him, so he pushed deeper and faster, sending Brian into Nelda. He held onto Brian and moved like a piston into them. The sensation of Brian wrapped around him so soon after Nelda was exquisite, and he luxuriated in the tightness and movement. Knowing his rhythm pushed Brian into Nelda increased his lust, the exquisite torture centering around his dick.

Sweat started dropping off his face and he took a quick swipe with his arm. He was close now, but didn’t want to stop. Harder and faster, he kept up the pace. All of them moaned, Nelda’s higher pitch a sweet counterpoint to Brian’s lower gasps.

Rick felt the pressure at the base of his cock, so close. His balls tightened and shortly after he gave a shout as he came. He pumped until he had nothing left before withdrawing.

He carefully took off his condom while watching Brian continue humping Nelda. Brian pulled her up a little higher under him by reaching one arm down around her waist. His free hand went to her clit and rubbed it while he slammed into her.

Brian pulled out of Nelda, turning her so her back lay on the desk and her ass was at the end. He positioned her legs around his hips and held on to her waist as he pummeled into her pussy. Rick couldn’t take his eyes off them. The slapping of skin and their heavy moans resounded in the room. He had to admire Brian’s stamina.

Soon Nelda’s screams joined Brian’s shouts as they reached completion. Rick began gathering up their clothes, handing Nelda’s hers first even though she probably could have reached them. She had stood up so her butt was against the desk, but looked too languid to be moving yet.

He smiled. She was lusty and very lovely. The perfect sexual companion. She smiled in appreciation as she took her clothes from him. “Thanks. What took you so long?”

For a second Rick stared at her. She could
not
possibly be asking what he thought she was asking. Something on his face must have given away his thoughts because Brian and Nelda both laughed.

“I mean to get in here,” she said, still laughing. “You stayed in the hall for a bit.”

“Oh. That.” His good mood threatened to vanish on him. “My ex called and wanted to get together tonight.”

“Really?” Nelda asked quietly. He was glad now that he’d explained about his ex when they had last seen each other.

“What are you going to do?” Brian asked.

“I already did it,” Rick replied and grinned, his good mood restored. “Told her no, then came and had fun with people who accept me as I am. She is not worth missing out on what we just did.”

Nelda looked at him a moment more and Brian just patted his shoulder.

“You’re sure?” she asked.

Rick nodded. “She can’t accept that I’m a painter. Even when trying to make up with me, she said I could keep my hobby, but the way she said it, she might as well have said nasty little habit. I’m through with that kind of treatment. Besides, I know where to go when I want good sex,” he said, and smiled at the two of them.

Nelda laughed and shook her head. “Sorry, about her. But not sorry you stayed.”

“Me either.” He smiled. His life had taken a corner and a weight lifted when he had told Anne no. Whatever happened next, he was free to live his life now. No more running from who he was.

His time had come.

Biography

Leona Bushman lives in Eastern Washington with her husband and children. She keeps busy writing, painting, gardening, running, camping, or just reading or crafting. Sassy and saucy, she can be found writing about her trials and errors as a mom and writer at the following places:

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The Ulfric’s Mate Book 1 in The War of the Weres series and the Ravaged anthology which introduces the werebears and a couple of new characters to appear in The War of the Weres Series, are her current releases with Breathless Press with more on the way.

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