21. Bones
BONES
If Doc finds out about the cameras in her house, I don’t know what I’m going to do, but for now, I’m going to keep my mouth shut.
I know she’s going to want to kill me, but being able to check in on her when she’s at home calms me down.
After doing a few hours of work at the garage, I head home to steal some time with my daughter before spending the night with Doc.
I can’t wait until we move into the new house, and then hopefully we can all be under the same roof, Doc included.
I’m walking out of my room when I hear Skull and Isla talking. “Bones isn’t going to want you to share Meredith, right? I mean, I know that we did that. But Bones was single.”
“He’s not going to want me to sleep with Meredith, Isla,” Skull replies gently, lowering his tone. “You don’t have anything to worry about.”
“That’s how Bones and I bonded. How are you and she going to bond?” she asks, breath hitching. I had no idea that Isla could have been feeling insecure about the situation by adding Doc into the mix.
“That is not the only way you and Bones bonded,” Skull replies, now sounding amused. “I’ll get to know Meredith, and I’ll protect her and always be there for her the way Bones is to you.” He lowers his voice huskily and says something I can’t hear.
I don’t think Meredith has to sleep with Skull for them to bond the same way Isla and I did, and I’m more than fine with that not happening between them. If I were with Doc then, it never would have happened in the first place.
Back then, we didn’t know what would happen, and we were testing out if Skull and I could commit to the same old lady, but I didn’t feel that way about her.
I don’t doubt that Doc and Skull will form their own relationship in due course. I don’t feel like there’s any pressure on that. He will instantly care for her because I do, and because she’s the one who brought me back when I was feeling nothing and pulling away from everyone.
I’ll talk with my twin about all this another time, but for now, I’m going to see my woman. I ordered the property patch today.
Doc is officially mine.
When I arrive at her house, she opens the door in a lacy white teddy, red lipstick, and stiletto heels.
The realization lands like a lightning strike.
I'm in love with her.
I love everything about her.
“I love you, Doc,” I say, before kissing her quickly, picking her up, and throwing her over my shoulder. When we get to her bedroom, she’s on her knees and taking out my cock.
“I love you too, Nate.”
“Fuck.” I moan as she sucks me into her mouth without any warning. My hand fists in her hair. She looks like a fucking angel right now, but her mouth is all sin. “You are so perfect for me. Look at how good you suck my cock.”
She moans around me, her tongue dragging underneath and then circling the head. “You’re doing such a good fucking job. That’s my girl.”
When I feel my orgasm creeping up, I stop her. “My turn to play, baby. I want to finish in your cunt.”
She pulls away, so I lift her and throw her back onto the bed. When she spreads her thighs, and I can see her pussy through the crotchless panties, my mouth waters. “What did I do to deserve this? Fuck.”
And then I’m on my knees, worshiping her. “Yes, Nate! Just like that.” She lifts her hips and cages my head with her thighs, and if I die like this, I know I’ll die happy.
“I’m coming,” she whimpers, and I keep the same rhythm, not stopping until each wave of pleasure passes through her. “Holy crap, that was amazing.”
“Bend over the bed, Doc. I want to fuck you in front of that mirror. I want you to see how fucking good you take me.”
She follows my orders and bends over, facing the wall, where she has a full-length mirror. Looking into her eyes in the mirror, I slide inside her. My hand collars her neck, and she releases an audible moan.
She loves this shit, and I fucking love her. “You like my hand on your throat?”
She nods, and fucks me back, our eyes locking and holding. She looks so beautiful like this, her lips slightly parted, her wet pussy gripping my cock so hard that when she comes again, I can feel it pulsing.
Letting go of her throat and gripping her hips, I fuck her hard until I finish inside her, and then press a soft kiss to her nape and shoulders.
Lifting her, I sit back and move her onto my lap, my cock still inside her. “I meant what I said, I love you, Meredith. I’m in love with you. I want you as my old lady. I want you in my house. In my bed. I want my name inked on your skin.”
“I love you too, Nate. So fucking much.”
I start to move again, and her eyes widen, and then turn hooded. “Touch your clit, Doc. Give me another one.”
“Make me.” She smirks.
“Make you what? Pregnant? Because I can do that,” I growl, fucking her harder until she screams in pleasure. I cover her mouth with my hand, but when she starts getting louder, I stop and whisper in her ear, “You doing okay there, Doc?”
“Yeah,” she whimpers. “Don’t fucking stop.”
Grinning, I suck on the side of her neck and continue fucking her, covering her mouth with my hand.
Last night she commented on how good Suit has it, but the truth is, I’m the lucky one.
And this is the happiest I’ve ever been.