Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 44394 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 222(@200wpm)___ 178(@250wpm)___ 148(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 44394 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 222(@200wpm)___ 178(@250wpm)___ 148(@300wpm)
Doc may not have been patient, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t going to take care of his woman. He wanted her to come. Pulling out of her pussy, he kissed his way down to her body, and using his fingers, he spread her pussy, seeing his cum leaking out of her cunt.
He licked her clit and used his fingers to push his cum back inside her, knowing there was a chance it might make her pregnant, but that was exactly what he wanted. He wanted to get her pregnant.
She moaned his name, and he felt the change within her. It was only a few strokes of his tongue, and his name echoed around the room as she came apart.
Chapter Eight
“You’ve got to trust me,” Doc said.
Maeve laughed. “I’m blindfolded, in the middle of nowhere, or wherever we are. My cell phone is switched off, and no one knows where I am. Trust me, Doc, I trust you.” Even as she said all that, if Eden had told her she’d done this, she would have hit the roof, and then some.
This was not just any man, though. This was Doc. She trusted him, and he’d never done anything to hurt her. So, when he turned up at her home this morning, after Eden and Razor had left for the day, he told her he had a special surprise.
On the ride, she’d been blindfolded, and she was still blindfolded. Her first time riding on the back of a bike, and she couldn’t even enjoy it, as she pressed her face to Doc’s back and held on for dear life.
“Don’t worry, I’m not an axe murderer or a serial killer,” he said.
“That’s a relief.”
He chuckled.
They were moving over uneven ground, and Maeve felt her nerves start to pick up. No one had ever given her a surprise before. Technically, they had, but it had involved lingerie and them wanting to have sex.
Suddenly, Doc stopped and moved to step behind her. The blindfold released, and it took her a second to get accustomed to the scene before her. There was a lake, and they were on some of the greenest grass she had ever seen. Before her was a checkered blanket, and on top of that was a picnic basket.
“You prepared a picnic?” she asked, turning toward Doc.
“Yes, I did. I think it’s a good idea for you to get away from whatever is troubling you, and this is one of my favorite spots.”
“It is?” she asked. The view was stunning. It looked so secluded, and it seemed no one knew of this lake, because the ground hadn’t been worn.
“Yeah, I found it not long after we lost Jake.”
“We’re not in Rivermont Ridge?” she asked.
“No, on the outskirts, but not a lot of people come through here. It’s like a dead road.”
“And you came here after you lost your son?”
“I needed to get away from all the shit.”
She looked around and then sat down on top of the blanket, as Doc poured them both a glass of flavored sparkling water. The bubbles were light, and the drink was fruity. She took a sip and smiled at Doc. “Have you ever brought anyone else here?”
“No one,” he said. “You’re the first person.”
This meant something. It was his special hiding place, and he’d brought her along. “It’s beautiful.”
“It’s peaceful and allows me to think.”
“You believe I need time to think?”
“You’re going through something right now.”
She looked down at her glass. “You noticed.”
“You keep your cell phone on vibrate or you turn it off. You’ve not gone back to work, and I’ve heard you giving jobs away. I heard Kristin offered you a space at the salon, and you’re helping Charlotte out. I’ve even heard Eden said this is the longest time you’ve ever had off.”
“I didn’t think anyone noticed.”
“They notice when you’re gone, of course they’re going to notice you’re still here.”
She smiled but this time it was forced. “Trying to get rid of me, I see.”
He shook his head. “Worried about you.”
“Eden doesn’t need to be worried.”
“You’re her sister, of course she’s worried.”
But they didn’t talk about it. They rarely had time to talk about anything. Razor was always there, and Maeve didn’t want to talk about her own world with him there.
“What are you thinking?”
“It’s a lot right now. Eden’s pregnant, and I know it’s stupid because I figured we would always live together, even though I also knew we would find ... other people to be with. It’s messed up and I get that.” She shrugged. “I don’t know. There’s just a lot to take in right now.”
“You’re sad about not being number one in Eden’s life?” he asked.
“I was never number one in her life.”
“She has always been number one in your life.”
Maeve took a deep breath, she felt that burning within her throat, and she didn’t want to cry. She didn’t want to feel this emotional. “I have no idea what is going on with me.”