Chapter Three
“I had an awesome time tonight,” Maeve said. “That was so amazing. And you are one wicked dancer, Doc.” She walked past her small garden, and she knew she was going to have to get outside soon and tend to it. There were a few weeds that had come through.
Although it was the middle of February, and it had been a harsh winter, it had been quite mild the past few weeks. Like tonight, she didn’t even feel the need for a jacket. She felt warm from the inside out. Perhaps it was all the dancing.
She slid her key into her door and twisted it, then opened the door and stepped inside.
“You know, there are only fast-food joints open at this time of night. I could make us both something. It is the least I could do, seeing as I kept you dancing long into the final food order.”
They were having so much fun, she hadn’t even heard the final food call at the bar. She was starving.
“You know, I will take you up on that.”
Maeve smiled. She didn’t want this night to end. Going on a date with Doc was kind of surreal.
Kicking off her heels, she worked her toes, clenching and unclenching, before padding her way toward the kitchen.
She opened the fridge, and there was plenty of cheese and bread.
She knew she had canned soup as well. Not ideal.
She was not a canned soup lover. Eden tended to purchase soups like this to add to meals to make them quick and easy.
Maeve grabbed a saucepan, upended two cans of tomato soup, and put them on the stove.
Next, she got out her grill, and years of needing to get food done quickly, she had the cheese sandwiches made, and they were already grilling up nicely.
“How do you like your grilled cheese? Crispy, not so crispy, or burnt?”
“I like mine crispy. A dark brown.”
Maeve smiled. “It would seem you and I are the same.” She winked at him, and it seemed impossible to flirt over grilled cheese. It was just a simple sandwich, grilled. But if it was done right, it was the most amazing sandwich on the planet.
Within less than twenty minutes she had food ready for the two of them, and it was on the kitchen counter, where they were stood.
Doc had removed his leather cut, showing off his impressive biceps that flexed as he bent his arm. He was covered in ink, and he looked so ... manly. She tried to focus on the food. She took a bite of the grilled cheese, and it was damn good, just as she knew it would be.
“This is good. You certainly know how to get food on the table in a jiffy,” he said.
She chuckled. “All the years of working and getting home late with Eden.” She shrugged. “I could probably write a book on shortcuts and all that.”
The moment her grilled cheese was done, Maeve could not stand the taste of the soup. It was just so nasty.
“Do you want some coffee? Hot chocolate? Beer?” She didn’t want him to leave.
She tipped her soup down the sink, and as she turned, Doc was already there, carrying his plate and bowl.
He reached behind her and placed it in the sink, and Maeve had to take a moment to try and gain composure.
He was so close, a little too close, and he smelled so good.
She couldn’t quite place the musky scent, all she knew was it made her insides turn to jelly, and she struggled to focus.
When he put his dishes down, he didn’t move away. Maeve needed him to move back so she would have space to think and breathe. It wasn’t going to happen.
He was so close. And then, she put her hands on his chest. It was like time had stood still between the two of them. Doc didn’t move.
Maeve couldn’t believe she was doing this, but it was like she couldn’t stop herself.
The other factor was, she didn’t want to.
She had told herself this was just going to be a little fun between friends.
Two people who were alone on Valentine’s Day, finding some fun with each other, so they were not lonely.
She was about to take a step back, when Doc’s hand suddenly curled around her back and pulled her in close. A gasp escaped her, but she didn’t have time to even think about it, because within seconds his hands were on her, and he took possession of her mouth.
Maeve moaned. And then a whimper fell from her lips. And the kiss between them deepened as Doc explored her mouth, and she met him, touch for touch.
It was an instant explosion.
She felt the hit between her thighs, and then his hands were all over her, moving down her body, going toward her ass.
He pulled her in close, and she cried out, feeling the hard ridge of his cock as it pressed against her.
Maeve felt on fire with a need burning brighter inside her. She didn’t want it to stop.
He lifted her up, and before she knew what was happening, he put her ass down on the counter. Maeve was not a jump-into-bed-on-the-first-date kind of woman, but right now, she saw the appeal, and the feel of his hands all over her felt too good to say no.
She moaned his name, and he growled against her flesh, and at some point, the top part of her dress was pulled down, exposing her tits. The bra she wore was all but gone.
When Doc took one of her nipples into his mouth, he sucked hard, biting down.
There was pain, but not enough to make her not enjoy it.
She didn’t want him to stop. It felt so powerful.
He slid his tongue between the valley of her tits, then went to her other nipple, as he lavished the same attention on it.
Suddenly, he pulled her off the counter, and she wrapped her legs around him as he moved out of the kitchen.
“Where’s your bedroom?” he asked.
She pointed upstairs, as the words failed her.
It was a good job she still had the use of her hands, because she kissed him as he moved them toward her bedroom.
He stepped inside, and she shoved the door closed behind them.
He dropped her onto the bed, and she reached for him, not wanting to be done with him quite yet.
Doc chuckled and stepped back, but Maeve was there, pulling on the base of his shirt, and she pulled it off and over his head.
“We’re not too drunk for this?” Doc asked.
Maeve smiled. “I’ve had two beers. It takes a lot more than that for me to not know what I want.”
She reached for the belt and tugged. He didn’t fight her, and she slid it open, pulled the belt from all the loops, and dropped it to the floor. She never considered herself a master jeans opener, but she got the button open, and the zipper slid down.
Her dress was still on, with just her tits out.
She had no idea how she looked, and in that moment, she didn’t care.
She sunk to her knees before him and started to pull the jeans down his thighs.
He wore boxer briefs, and even through the black material, she saw the hard ridge outline of his cock.
Even through the fabric, she saw he was long and thick.
Maeve reached for his boxers and pulled them down his body, allowing his impressive length to spring free.
She wrapped her fingers around the length, and working at the base, up to the tip, he was already leaking pre-cum.
Maeve put her lips right over the tip, tasting him, and he let out a growl.
She saw his hands clench into fists at his sides as she took just the tip, and she didn’t use her teeth as she sucked him into her mouth.
She took more of him, until he hit the back of her throat, and she was tempted to gag around the hard tip but pulled back.
He tasted so good, and he was so thick and wide.
Doc wrapped her hair around his fist, and he pumped his hips toward her mouth, but then he tugged on her hair, and she followed his movement as he pulled her off his cock.
At first, Maeve didn’t know what he was doing, and then he got her to her feet and kissed her. This was not a gentle kiss but filled with fire and passion. It made her toes curl, and then he pushed her to the bed.
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Maeve was on fire. Doc found the zipper of her dress and pulled it down, revealing her lace panties. He couldn’t help but let out a moan at the sight of her. She was so beautiful. He didn’t want anything covering her body, and with quick swipes, he removed her panties as well.
Running his hands all over her body, he cupped her tits, giving them a delightful squeeze in his palms. They were more than a generous handful. He’d already felt them in his mouth, and now he leaned down and took one nipple into his mouth, moved to the other, and suckled that one as well.
She cried out, arching against him, and he couldn’t get enough of her, but he hadn’t stopped her sucking his cock just so he could work on her tits. Although, it was tempting to keep his attention right there.
Kissing down her body, he spread her legs wide and pressed his palm against her pussy.
She let out a moan, and he slid a finger inside her, finding how wet and tight she was.
He added a second finger to her pussy, stretching her out, and as he came face to face with her pussy, he pressed his face against her.
He spread the lips of her sex and took her clit into his mouth.
Sucking that tight bud, he heard her cry out and arch up against him.
He pressed his free hand to her stomach and kept her flat on the bed.
Pulling his fingers from her pussy, he dropped his tongue down to penetrate her.
He sunk his other hand under her ass and held her tightly as he fucked her with his tongue, and then pulled back to swirl around her clit, flicking the hard bud, going left to right, and then swirling around her nub.
His name echoed off the walls from her screams, and he was going to bring her to orgasm before he sunk balls-deep inside her. He wanted to be inside her so damn badly.
Focusing on her clit, he couldn’t help but glance up her body. Her eyes were closed and her hands held the sheet tightly beneath her. Her mouth opened slightly as he took her clit between his teeth and nibbled down.