“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I mutter into her shoulder. I hold myself absolutely still, afraid I might blow with just a few thrusts.
“God, I missed this,” she whispers softly. “Missed you inside of me. Missed your goodness… your heart… all of it inside of me.”
Her words touch me deeply and bring a bit of control back over me. I tentatively pull out of her a bit and sink right back in slowly. Oh, yeah… pure fucking heaven right there.
Lifting my head, I look down at her. Her eyes are half-mast but glittering with sensuality. “You okay?” I ask her.
She smiles at me. “Better than ever.”
“I can’t believe I’m here… inside of you right now. Never thought this would ever happen again.”
“I know,” she says softly, one hand coming to caress my face. “I’ve missed you.”
“I’ve missed you too, Holly,” I tell her sincerely. While I haven’t spent every day of the last ten years pining over her, I have thought about her more than I probably should.
I keep moving in and out of her languidly as we stare at one another. She arches her neck and tilts her head back, getting caught up in the pleasure. It makes me go a little harder… a little faster. I watch her face the entire time, her eyes finally giving in and closing. Her lips parted with tiny pants of air gusting out. A brief glance down and I see her breasts bouncing and swaying from my thrusts into her body.
Reaching a hand down between her legs, I place the pad of my finger against her clit and start rubbing in circles… softly at first, but then rougher. I time the power of my thrusts, first going a little deeper to make sure she can handle it, and then adding speed and power on top. Holly’s legs raise, grip my ribs with her knees, and I get rewarded with a tiny grunt every time I hit her deep.
“I’m so close, Tim,” she practically cries.
I fuck her harder, sweat now beading at my temples and rolling down the side of my face. I can feel my balls start to tighten, and I grit my teeth to try to hold it back because I don’t want to give up this feeling right now.
But then Holly gives a strangled cry, and I feel her pussy clamp down hard on my dick as she starts to orgasm. Her back arches and I slam into her again, then again, and again once more, while she moans out her release.
And fuck… right there, I start to come. I come hard and long, and with another deep thrust, I come some more. My entire body shakes with the release, and I groan against the soft skin of her neck.
Christ, that was better than it ever has been before. Better than anything Holly and I ever did in our youth, and fucking better than any other woman I’ve ever been with.
I don’t know the why of it, and I don’t really care. There is just something between Holly and me that can’t be explained but for whatever reason, it connects us on a different level. A higher plane. A cosmic emotional universe where only we exist.
And this, I like very much.
Chapter 6
Holly
I walk out of the O.R. suite, discard my mask and cap, and give my hands a good scrubbing. While I just spent the last forty-five minutes putting all of my focus into pinning a distal radius fracture, I take a moment now to let my mind leave the stress of my job and focus on something a little more pleasing.
Tim.
The other night was… well, I’m not sure what it was.
It was a coming home of sorts. It felt natural and familiar to be with him, yet it was new and exciting at the same time. We’re both still the same, but we’re different too. We have age and maturity coating our souls, which led to some amazing pillow talk after he practically put me in a coma with a blistering orgasm. We caught up on each other’s lives, holding nothing back. He told me about his ex-wife, Bonnie, and I told him about my past relationships. It was a candid discussion without any fear of reprisal.
Then Tim pushed me on my back, spread my legs wide, and proceeded to go down on me. This was something very new in our relationship, because back when we were eighteen years old and having lost our virginity to each other, neither one of us knew much about sex. I mean, a wild time together for us was trying it doggy style in the bathroom of a party one weekend.
All I know is that he made me come twice before he fucked me again, and it was just so damned good. I don’t ever remember it being this good.
Ever.
With anyone.
I expect it’s because we have history and feelings that ran very deep at one point, and may be starting to run deep again.
My phone buzzes in my lab coat hanging on hook on the wall. I dry my hands and grab it.
Smiling, I read the text from Tim. I took a chance to see if you had time for a visit. I’m in the lobby.
I type back quickly. Just finished a surgery. Be there in a minute.
When I get to the lobby, Tim is surfing on his iPhone while he sits cocked back in a relaxed position. So beautiful… sitting there in a pair of khaki shorts, running shoes, and a red t-shirt. It’s late and I know this is a quick visit, but damn… he looks good enough to eat.
“Hey,” I say as I walk up to him.
His face tilts up with a beautiful smile of welcome on his face. “Hey. Sam’s in bed so thought I’d drop by. Hope I’m not bothering you.”
“No way,” I tell him, reaching down to take his hand. “Come on… we can go hang in one of the on-call doctors’ offices for a bit. It’s pretty slow right now.”
He walks beside me… down a few hallways, and back into the administrative section of the emergency room, which houses three empty offices that the on-call doctors can use to work on their paperwork. I take the first one on the right, which I can tell is unoccupied since no light is shining underneath the door.