Chapter 18
Mason
I didn’t call Lara. I wasn’t sure I was supposed to. We’d left things on kind of a weird note. She wanted me, but she didn’t want me to be her baby daddy. The woman was complicated, but I could work with that. For now I would let her decide how this was all going to go. I didn’t want to push her and potentially scare her away.
She was scheduled to come in for another blood test today. It was a routine checkup, and I didn’t need to stop by the appointment, but I would hopefully see her.
“She’s getting ready to leave,” Junie said in a low voice as she passed me in the hall.
I didn’t have to ask who she was talking about. It was Lara. Junie had been needling me about her since she saw me drag her into that lounge last week. That had been a mistake.
“Thanks,” I murmured.
I saw the nurse leave the room where Lara’s checkup had taken place. I knocked on the door and let myself in. She looked up from the paperwork she was reading.
“Hi,” I greeted her.
“Hi. Is this an official visit or one of those visits where you ask me out?”
I smiled. “Consider it professional courtesy. I’m checking on a patient. That’s all. So, how’s everything going?”
She shrugged. “We’ll see what the tests show. My uterus hasn’t been very hospitable. Hopefully it’s had a change of heart and will be a little friendlier.”
I laughed. “Good way to think of it.”
She looked at me, and things suddenly got awkward.
“Busy tonight?” I asked and knew right away I had crossed her line. Here we go.
“I’m a patient. Nothing more,” she said, standing and heading for the door.
“I’m sorry. I wasn’t sure what was allowed and what wasn’t,” I said, holding my hands up in a proclamation of innocence.
“It’s fine. I need to be going. It was good to see you, Dr. Chambers.”
She left the room, and I stood there staring at the door. I had fucked up again. I would have to ignore her the next time she came into the office. That seemed to be the safest option.
I headed into the hall to find Junie looking at me. “What?”
“Again?” she said. “You have no game,” she muttered.
The words were a little strange coming from a woman who was old enough to be my mother.
“Thanks. Want to grab some lunch and then you can lecture me and tell me how little game I have?”
She chuckled. “If you’re buying, sure.”
“It’s a date. I’ll see you in about twenty minutes. We can head across the street and get a big, fat, greasy burger.”
“I’ll be ready.”
My phone vibrated in my coat pocket. I pulled it out and saw there was a text message. I quickly unlocked the screen and grinned when I realized it was from Lara.
See you tonight?
I was half-tempted to show the message to Junie to prove I hadn’t been a complete failure.
Seven?
Pick me up at my place.
I immediately felt better. I needed to learn her rules. She wanted me, but not in the office. Got it. I could do that. I went into the next room to meet with a new patient. Then it was off to lunch with Junie.
She was a lot like my mom and had provided me with a lot of advice over the years—some solicited, some not so much, but it never stopped her from giving it anyway.
“Burger?” I asked her when we sat at our usual table in the diner.
“You know it.” She grinned.
The waitress knew us well and quickly came by to get our order, knowing we had a limited lunch hour. The practice was busy. I didn’t think it was right for me to spend an hour or two at lunch when I could be helping one more family fulfill their dreams of having a child.
“So,” she started. “Spill. Who’s Lara?”
“I told you, an old friend.”
She nodded. “And you are head over heels in love with the woman. Don’t you think that might be an ethics violation?”
I shrugged. “She doesn’t think so, and I keep it professional at the office.”
She smiled. “I’m happy for you. She’s a beautiful woman, and the few times I have talked to her, I like her. I can tell you care deeply for her. Your eyes give you away every time.”
“Really?”
She nodded. Our plates were delivered, and we quickly scarfed down our lunch. We talked casually while we ate. She had said her piece, and I was happy to have her acceptance and advice this time. We finished our meals and walked back across the street to the office. At the end of the day, I left and headed down the street to a gym I had passed earlier. With the whole Sally business, I needed a new gym. I was never stepping foot in the other one.
I signed up for a new membership and took advantage of the huge indoor pool they had. It felt good to get back in the water. I showered in the locker room and quickly headed to Lara’s house. I was right on time.
When she opened the door, she was wearing a short silk robe. I checked my watch to make sure I wasn’t early. She grabbed my hand and pulled me inside. Then she dropped the robe to reveal her nude body.
Her hands were all over me as she pressed her naked body against my fully-clothed one. It took me about four seconds to strip off my pants, with her help. I didn’t even bother with my shirt. It could stay on. I grabbed her and kissed her, forcing her mouth open with my tongue. She opened wide and I plunged in. My hand moved between her legs, where I discovered she was already wet.
“Damn, Lara. You’re so wet.” I moaned against her neck as I lavished the area with kisses. I wanted to lick every part of her. She had her hand wrapped around my dick and was ruthlessly squeezing and tugging. I could feel her need and decided I would have to lick her body another time.
Right now she wanted to be fucked, and I was not about to deny her. She led me by my cock down a short hall to her bedroom. A huge four-poster bed was against one wall. I followed, kissing her as she stroked my cock, switching between hard and soft tugs as she walked to the bed.
She turned, pushing me against the bed. My legs hit the mattress, and I sat down. She growled and pushed me over so I ended up flat on my back. With her straddling me, I managed to scoot back far enough on the bed to give her space to put her knees on the bed. Without warning, she sat down on my dick. She was already primed and needed no help from me.
“Fuck.” I groaned out loud. Her pussy was so hot and wet. I could die a happy man just as I was, buried deep inside her.
Her hips rolled forward, taking me in further before she pushed back, her ass pushing over my thighs. She sat up straight and forced her hips down even lower, taking me in that last few centimeters. I was buried to the hilt. She stole my breath away. Neither one of us moved. It felt too good as we were.
I reached up and grabbed her breasts, squeezing them gently at first until she started to move back and forth with deliberate motions. Her breasts thrust out and her head dropped back. Her hair trailed over my legs, creating a soft butterfly feel that was a complete contradiction to the hot, wet pussy that was squeezing my dick.
“You’re so hot. I could fuck you all day,” I moaned.
She rolled her head back and forth. I tweaked her nipples before moving my hands to her hips, preparing to take control of the pace.
“Do you want to come?” I asked, already knowing the answer.
“Yes, yes, yes,” she begged, her hands falling forward and landing on my chest.
Her hips started to move back and forth faster and faster. I could feel the heat and knew she was close. I used my hands to rock her fast over me, bringing her to a frenzy.
“Mason.” She moaned out the word on a long, low breath.
I put my thumb between us and reached up a fraction to touch that little nub. I pressed against it, making small, slow circles, and felt her come almost instantly.
She keened and moaned softly through her orgasm. I grabbed hold of her hips and pistoned up and deep inside her. I kept moving, holding on tight as her pussy gripped and massaged my dick. Her body convulsed over mine, and a sheen of sweat broke out over my body. I wanted to hold out and fuck her all night, but she was too delicious.
“Fuck!” I shouted as my own orgasm started low and slow and then rocketed through my body, driving me harder inside her.
Her body collapsed against my chest. My dick twitched inside her each time her tight pussy spasmed around me. Her breath came fast as she lay against my chest. My shirt was definitely going to be wrinkled now.
She rolled to the side and sat up on the bed. “I couldn’t wait,” she said with a grin.
“I noticed. You could have called me to come over sooner. I would have happily obliged.”
“Waiting is good for a person. It teaches patience I hear,” she said with a smile.
I rolled to my side and traced a finger over her thigh. “I don’t want to learn patience. You don’t have to learn patience either. You say the word, and I will drop everything and get to you in a hurry.”
That pulled a giggle from her. “Somehow, I think I believe you.”
“Not only for sex,” I said, pretending to be offended. “I will always be here for you. Sex will probably get me here a lot faster though,” I added, wanting to keep the mood light.
I didn’t want to get into the baby conversation again. That had been a real mood killer last time.
“I was looking forward to dinner, and then I started to get dressed, and I realized I was looking forward to something else even more.”
“I didn’t know I could look forward to sex. I’m glad I didn’t know it was a possibility. I would have been hanging around outside your door for hours waiting to be let inside.”
“I didn’t ask you to take me out for sex alone. It was one of those spur-of-the-moment ideas, but now that we got that out of the way, I’m hungry.”
“You’re going to need to get some clothes on. I should probably wear pants,” I teased.
She looked down at my limp dick and smiled. With her looking at me like that, I started to grow hard.
Lara laughed. “Down, big boy. I thought we could order something in. Then we can eat naked.”
I raised one eyebrow. “If you stay naked, only one of us is going to be eating,” I said, looking pointedly at her pussy.
She grew flushed with what I could tell was a mixture of excitement and embarrassment. “Maybe after dinner. I’m starving.”
I shrugged my shoulder. “Or I could just have an appetizer.”
She got off the bed and walked to the doorway. “Chinese sound good?”
I barely heard the words. My attention was fixed on her nude body on full display. I loved that she felt no shame walking around naked.
“Mason?”
I blinked and looked up at her face. “What?”
That knowing smile that said she knew exactly what I had been focused on was all she was wearing. “Chinese?”
“Fine. Order and then get your ass back in here. We’ll have a few minutes before dinner shows up.”