Doctor's Baby - BWWM Romance (Doctor's Love Book 3) Read Online Free Page A
Author: Violet Jackson
overreacting. It was something that she didn’t do often and he wondered what she was really upset about. With Meeka, it was hard to read her thoughts until she got upset. The rest of the time she kept most of her feelings inside of her and could be hard to read.
“I just want us to be okay and stable. It would be a great opportunity and though I haven’t been told for sure that I have it, I have been told I was the shoe-in.”
“Well I'm happy for you, but do you really expect that I would just be so happy because you will make more money? Do we not have plenty of money now or is there something that I need to know? I know nothing of the finances and I am really starting to feel like some little idle-minded wife that can’t handle men-talk.”
Rick sat back on the bed and looked at her. He didn’t want to say how gorgeous she was then in her anger, as that would probably just piss her off more and prove her point. He may be a little astute, but he just did not understand why she was so upset.
“Meeka, I think you're getting a bit emotional about this. Is it that time of the month?”
Meeka stood up in a flash and had an urge to physically hit him. It was not the first time that she had been accused of being overly-emotional and it was not the first time that her cycle was blamed.
“Are you serious, Rick?”
Rick closed his eyes to her flashing brown ones. It seemed like nothing he said was going to make it any better and he wished that he had not said anything at all. He sighed loudly and turned his bedside light off.
“I can’t talk to you like this, Meeka. What do you want me to say? The job would be great and something I have always wanted to do. Just a dream of mine that I have had for a long time. I thought you would be happy for me.”
Meeka took a cue from him and laid back down, turning her own light off. It was not the first time that they had gone to bed mad, but it was one of the worst.
Chapter 7
Meeka woke up next to Rick and moaned as she felt his hardness against her ass cheeks. She rubbed the hardening meat and was making herself wet before he started to wake up. Instead of fucking her as she wanted, he turned over and grumbled. Meeka than remembered that she was supposed to be mad at him anyways, so she got up, stalking into the bathroom. She desperately wanted out of the bad funk they were in, but it did not look like it was going to happen that morning.
Turning the shower on, she glanced back at the clock and saw that she had half an hour before everyone was going to be up. She tiptoed back into the bedroom and went around to her side of the bed, getting her small silver bullet out of the drawer. Looking back down at Rick, she willed herself to lie next to him, but Meeka did not want to feel like she was being snubbed again.
Undressing, she checked the water before walking into the stall shower in the corner of the room. Her hands went first to her large breasts and massaged the sensitive tips with her fingers. She added some soap to her hands and ran her palms over the slippery surface of her flesh. Her nipples were soon hard and she moaned softly at her own ministrations.
***
Rick awoke when he heard the drawer next to him open and close. The shower was on and his cock was rock hard for some reason. His mind went to their argument, but did not sway him from getting up and walking towards the bathroom. Standing by the open door, he watched her for some time. It was her first moan that had made up his mind to not be mad anymore. Her noises had always been his downfall.
Meeka’s eyes were closed and she was leaning up against the wall, her profile to him. One hand tweaked and pulled on her dark brown nipples, while the other pressed her silver bullet against her clit. He could hear the soft buzzing of the toy and though he had seen it before, he had never watched her use it. There was a moment of jealousy, though the scene in front of him made him forget any ill feelings he
“I just want us to be okay and stable. It would be a great opportunity and though I haven’t been told for sure that I have it, I have been told I was the shoe-in.”
“Well I'm happy for you, but do you really expect that I would just be so happy because you will make more money? Do we not have plenty of money now or is there something that I need to know? I know nothing of the finances and I am really starting to feel like some little idle-minded wife that can’t handle men-talk.”
Rick sat back on the bed and looked at her. He didn’t want to say how gorgeous she was then in her anger, as that would probably just piss her off more and prove her point. He may be a little astute, but he just did not understand why she was so upset.
“Meeka, I think you're getting a bit emotional about this. Is it that time of the month?”
Meeka stood up in a flash and had an urge to physically hit him. It was not the first time that she had been accused of being overly-emotional and it was not the first time that her cycle was blamed.
“Are you serious, Rick?”
Rick closed his eyes to her flashing brown ones. It seemed like nothing he said was going to make it any better and he wished that he had not said anything at all. He sighed loudly and turned his bedside light off.
“I can’t talk to you like this, Meeka. What do you want me to say? The job would be great and something I have always wanted to do. Just a dream of mine that I have had for a long time. I thought you would be happy for me.”
Meeka took a cue from him and laid back down, turning her own light off. It was not the first time that they had gone to bed mad, but it was one of the worst.
Chapter 7
Meeka woke up next to Rick and moaned as she felt his hardness against her ass cheeks. She rubbed the hardening meat and was making herself wet before he started to wake up. Instead of fucking her as she wanted, he turned over and grumbled. Meeka than remembered that she was supposed to be mad at him anyways, so she got up, stalking into the bathroom. She desperately wanted out of the bad funk they were in, but it did not look like it was going to happen that morning.
Turning the shower on, she glanced back at the clock and saw that she had half an hour before everyone was going to be up. She tiptoed back into the bedroom and went around to her side of the bed, getting her small silver bullet out of the drawer. Looking back down at Rick, she willed herself to lie next to him, but Meeka did not want to feel like she was being snubbed again.
Undressing, she checked the water before walking into the stall shower in the corner of the room. Her hands went first to her large breasts and massaged the sensitive tips with her fingers. She added some soap to her hands and ran her palms over the slippery surface of her flesh. Her nipples were soon hard and she moaned softly at her own ministrations.
***
Rick awoke when he heard the drawer next to him open and close. The shower was on and his cock was rock hard for some reason. His mind went to their argument, but did not sway him from getting up and walking towards the bathroom. Standing by the open door, he watched her for some time. It was her first moan that had made up his mind to not be mad anymore. Her noises had always been his downfall.
Meeka’s eyes were closed and she was leaning up against the wall, her profile to him. One hand tweaked and pulled on her dark brown nipples, while the other pressed her silver bullet against her clit. He could hear the soft buzzing of the toy and though he had seen it before, he had never watched her use it. There was a moment of jealousy, though the scene in front of him made him forget any ill feelings he
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