Doctor Clause (Doctors of Eastport General)

Chapter Fourteen

Leeona

The underground garage was a place the sun’s rays never reached. Artificial light acted as a substitute, but even it was poor. Most of the parking spots were under a low dimmer at best.

The atmosphere was practically set for them.

They were the last two to leave the studio, so vehicles were few and far between. The vibrantly red Jeep stuck out like a sore thumb, but there was no one around to notice.

Like a gentleman, he opened the passenger side door for her.

“Do the front seats recline?” she asked, not making any attempt to get in. “I mean all the way back? They do, don’t they?”

“Yeah,” he answered, with a nervous head nod. “There’s a lever under the side of the seat and another at the front for leg room. Why?”

“Get in,” she ordered, pulling the bar. The seat fell to an almost flat position. “No arguing. Just do it.” There was an urgency to her words, one she was sure he’d picked up on. The change in her demeanour wasn’t just that single thing. It was a combination of cravings and desires he’d unleashed within her. Now, he was going to take responsibility for her libido running wild. Once he was in and fully laid back, she straddled him, undoing his belt and the zipper on his pants.

“This isn’t going to be as easy as it looks,” he said.

“I don’t care,” she huffed. “I can’t wait any longer.”

“You are wearing clothes,” he said. “I am wearing clothes. Vehicles can be awkward too. Besides, someone might come and see us.”

“I like being watched,” she whispered in his ear, nibbling gently on the lobe. “You showed me this world and I want to experience all of it. Besides...” She lifted up her skirt. “I’m not wearing any panties.”

“You little vixen,” he chuckled, hands interlocking behind his neck. “Go on then. Do your worst. I’m ready.”

He was. In fact, he was already rock-hard.

Her being on the top was a position they hadn’t explored yet. Being in charge was something she’d never considered trying before.

Fingers gripped his shaft, pulling the head out of the opening in his pants. Her hand held it steady, guiding it to a new opening to hide within. Once the tip was in, the rest of her body slid down until all of his penis was fully engulfed.

“Ohh!” she groaned. “Ohh!” The rocking motion began, grinding herself against him, until all the right spots were reached at once. Her movements became faster, breath heavier. “Yes!”

Her hands, now free, made quick work of the buttons on her blouse. It fell to the side without care. The cups on the red bra she’d chosen pulled down, allowing her nipples access to the steamy air around them. He wasn’t moving. This was her show and she was determined to put on a good one. Fingers on each hand grabbed a nipple, gently pinching and twisting. As she came close to overflowing, they pulled harder.

“Yes!”

She was almost there, so close to climaxing.

Tap!

Tap!

“Yes!” she screamed. A wave washed over her, orgasm spilling into orgasm.

Tap!

Tap!

Heavy breath left a layer of fog everywhere, but the silhouette of a man standing outside the Jeep was still visible. Stephen reached over to the middle console pressing on a button. The passenger side window went down.

“Ahem,” Lenny cleared his throat. “I forgot my wallet inside. I’ll need the keys.”

Stephen fished them out of her pocket, one hand dangling them outside the window. “These them?” he asked.

“They are,” Lenny chuckled. “Sorry to disturb.”

“We were just finishing up,” he replied, firing off a wink.

She made no effort to move—no attempt to cover up. He was still inside her. Spasms were still contracting around his shaft.

This was cloud nine.

“Don’t worry,” Lenny said. “I won’t tell Minerva about your little parking lot rendezvous. It’ll be our little secret.”

Bye-bye, cloud nine. She was right back on earth again, both feet planted firmly on the ground. What would the other moms think if they knew about her arrangement with Dr. December? What would they say?

There wasn’t an opportunity to answer the photographer or even thank him. He was already gone, leaving her alone with her doctor again.

“I wanted to ask a favour,” she said, descending from her cowgirl straddle. “Tommy’s doctor wants us to try out a new experimental treatment. I was hoping you’d have a look at the proposal and give me a second opinion.”