“Who are you talking about?”Ian asks, menacingly.
“Shut up, you, you can’t understand,” Nick says as he quickly steps forward, wrapping Jamie tightly in his arms and holding her close.
“Maybe ask first if you can take her before ripping her from her mother’s arms…”
“I didn’t rip anything; I took her gently.What do you know?You’re only the father.”
“Only?”
“What’s up, Jamie?”Casey approaches us as the two brothers begin one of their squabbles, which thankfully flows into the kitchen.
“I’m enjoying the family atmosphere,” I say.
Casey laughs.“And you’re alone?”
“Casey…” Riley admonishes her.
“It was just a question,” Casey justifies herself.
“I’m alone, Casey,” I reply, hoping to put an end to it.
“See?He answered me.”
Nick returns with two glasses of wine, while Ian is with Jamie.“Here you are, my beautiful women.”
He hands one glass to Casey, then to Riley.
“Um… not for me, thanks,” my sister smiles in embarrassment.
“Okay, I’ll keep it for myself then,” Nick replies as he heads back to the kitchen.
I glance at my sister and see that look, the look of someone hiding a secret.A precious one I should be happy about.Yet it still hurts.I can’t feel happy when it feels like something is being taken from me again, like I have no one left to lean on.
It’s not how a brother who loves his sister more than anything should think.But it’s how I feel, and I have to push it down, or it’ll pull me under.I know there’s only one way to quiet it and ease the pain.
“Hey, what are you doing here?”the Doctor says as he opens the door.
Hello, Doctor.It always hurts to see you.Each time, it hurts a little more.Each
time, I know we’re closer to the end, yet I continue because I can’t help myself.When the time comes, I’ll take all the pain at once.It will just be another pain in the pile, and I’ll take that too.
“Are you okay?”he asks, tilting his head to the side.
I step inside and let the door swing shut behind me.I cup his face in my hands, my breath catching in my throat the moment I press my mouth to his.His eyes go wide; he’s startled, but only for a moment, just long enough for me to slip my tongue into his mouth and deeper.
I want this to last forever, Doctor, but we both know it can’t.I’m playing to lose, and I’m losing you.
No talking, Doctor.Tonight, I don’t want words — only your moans when you come inside me.
I press myself against him until his back hits the wall.His T-shirt is off before either of us can protest, my mouth sealed over his, the Doctor clinging to my shoulders as if he’s the one drowning.I push against him, rub my cock against his, hoping he’ll understand I want only one thing and that he won’t ask, talk, or even breathe.I want him to take everything from me, as long as he leaves a part of himself behind inside me.
I sink my teeth into his shoulder, come down on his neck, and then I move lower.My tongue trails along his chest, and my hand slips beneath the waistband of his grey sweats.When I squeeze his hard cock, the Doctor lets go with a shuddering exhale, surrendering to the feeling of my hand on him.
His fingers tangle in my hair, urging me lower, begging me without words to relieve him, to make him enjoy it here and now, pinned against the wall.I tug his trousers down with a rough snap, sink to my knees before him, and wrap my fingers around him again, feeling the pulse beneath my grip.Then I look up.His eyes are on me, dark and hungry, but this time I can’t hold his gaze.This time, he would understand, and I can’t lose him — not just yet.
Tonight, I just need him.
I part my lips and take him into my mouth, all the way to the back of my throat, as far as I can and then a little further.
