Healing the Doctor (BWWM Interracial Romance) (8 page)

Half an hour later, they were still clinging to one another’s bodies, and Greg had abandoned her pussy wisely, knowing that it wasn’t smart to keep tempting himself. They were tangled limbs and tongues, and when Greg’s pager beeped, Hailey was the only one who heard it.

She pushed at him but Greg refused to abandon her lips.

“Babe, your pager,” Hailey breathed against his lips and he finally surfaced from his wild euphoria.

“It’s the hospital,” he murmured and swiftly untangled himself from her delectable body. It was time they stopped making out like teenagers.

Greg swiftly pulled on his shoes and Hailey straightened her crumpled up suit. Barefoot and with her hair a wild mess due to his hands, she looked no older than nineteen years old. Greg smiled adoringly at her and bent down to kiss her cheek.

“Call me. Text me. Let me know what you’re up to at all times.” he said with a grin.

Hailey smiled back, blushing, and hugged him tightly before he left.

Chapter Thirteen

Hailey was due to meet Greg again the next evening, and she couldn’t wait. She went shopping early in the morning to get a new dress, and she found the perfect one.

Greg had mentioned he liked red, and she had bought a red lace dress that was funky yet sophisticated at the same time. The demure neckline suited her taste perfectly, and the hem reached her knees.

Greg froze when he saw her standing beside her car outside his hospital. She looked like a million bucks, and her hair shone in the soft light of the streetlamps. The natural red streaks in her brown hair stood out in contrast to the dress.

“Hi,” he whispered, bending down to kiss the top of her nose.

Hailey smiled at the adorable kiss. “I...I forgot what I was going to say,” she said, looking away, inwardly horrified. She had been about to blurt out the three words that she had never before said to anyone else, and never felt the urge.

Greg chuckled and took her chin between his thumb and forefinger and lifted her face to look into her eyes. “What was it that you were going to say?” he said. “I have a feeling you remember,” he said with a smile.

Hailey pushed his hand away, laughing discreetly. “Get in the car, that’s what I was going to say.”

Greg laughed, feeling refreshed after a long day in surgery. Hailey lifted his spirits and always managed to make him feel blessed to have her around.

***

Greg had made a reservation at an upscale restaurant and after dinner they strolled hand in hand outside. Hailey saw a blond haired, graceful woman, probably in her sixties, heading towards them, and suddenly the woman stopped, her eyes glued almost angrily to Hailey’s face.

Hailey was taken back. She had never seen the woman before, and yet she was glaring at her in a way that could only be described as angry. Her eyes darted towards Greg as he suddenly dropped her hand.

“Hello Greg,” the woman said as she walked closer, and looked over Hailey from her dark hair to her face and down to her toes. “I see you’re having fun,” she said.

“Melanie, how are you?” Greg said tightly, seeming choked and uncomfortable.

“It’s good that you’ve moved on. At least one of us should. Deb would want you to have fun and enjoy your life.”

“It’s not what you think,” Hailey heard Greg say and she was rooted to the spot, unsure what was going on.

“It’s okay, Greg. You don’t have to answer to me, or anyone else. Deb is gone, and my grandson too, it’s not like we have anything left between us.”

“Don’t...” Greg began but he looked pained, and Hailey didn’t know what to say. She always tried her best to make him forget everything, have fun, relax and chill out, and he seemed very much in pain. His voice was constricted, almost as if he physically ached at the discussion.

The old woman left, leaving behind Greg who stared at her back, and Hailey who didn’t know what to say. She wanted to flee; she was embarrassed, even though she didn’t know why it was her fault in any way.

“Greg? I think I should go,” Hailey whispered, assuming that this is what he would want. He would want to be on his own.

Greg turned and his eyes were tense, his face ashen. “No! No Hailey. I…I don’t want you to go.”

Hailey was trapped in an uncomfortable situation, but she didn’t want to leave Greg when he was obviously disturbed and in shock. They stared at each other for a moment, and wordlessly, Hailey took Greg’s hand and pushed him into the passenger side of her car.

Hailey drove straight to her apartment. She had half a mind to track down the spiteful old woman and give her a piece of her mind. It was very painful to have lost her daughter, but blaming Greg for moving on was just out of line.

It had been years since Deb had died, and Hailey personally knew how affected he was by his family’s death. Hunter was his son, and Deb was his wife, it wasn’t like he could in any way be happy about their absence. The old woman shouldn’t have tried to make him feel guilty for moving on.

Greg was silent as he walked inside Hailey’s apartment, and Hailey swiftly made him a cup of coffee.

“Do you want to talk?” she asked, slipping out of her high-heeled black pumps and sitting next to him.

Greg forced a smile on his face. “I’m so sorry, Hailey. I’m sorry for putting you in that situation. I don’t know. Melanie is just in pain. Deb was her only daughter.”

Hailey was so angry with Melanie at that moment; she didn’t feel sorry for her. She was too worried about Greg.

Love, complete, and consuming was flooding her veins, and she held Greg’s hand firmly in her own. “Look at me, Greg,” she said softly, and when he did, Hailey slowly lifted herself higher onto her knees, and kissed him softly on the lips.

Greg felt a rush, a high, at the first soft touch of her full lips on his. Her scent filled his senses, warming him, and abruptly he pulled Hailey across his lap.

Hailey parted her lips, sliding her tongue between his lips and their kiss exploded.

Greg’s fingernails dug into her skin, clutching her close, and Hailey forgot the world. She clutched his neck protectively, giving him her tongue, savoring the taste of his mouth. Greg’s hands slid to her back, feeling for the zipper that held the gorgeous red dress in place.

Hailey gasped and pulled away, but the look of crazed longing in Greg’s eyes made her stop. She stood up and reached for Greg’s hand, her chest rising and falling in rapid breaths. She pulled Greg to her bedroom and closed the door behind them in a final, meaningful click.

Hailey slid her hand around his waist and pressed her head to his cheek, closing her eyes. “It’s not your fault, Greg. You have to let go, you have to move on.”

With a deep breath, Greg pulled her face up and kissed her roughly, moaning against her mouth, his hands instantly seeking the zipper on her dress again. He found it, and pulled it down, letting his fingertips caress her bare back.

“Oh!” Hailey heard, and then recognized the fevered cry as her own. She was frantic, and slid her hand up his shirt, stroking his bare chest.

He was warm and muscled, his stomach taut. Greg jerked her dress off her body revealing a black lace bra and thong.

His breath caught at the first sight of her. She was ravishing, and her skin was smooth and flawless, shining with beauty. Hailey felt his eyes roving over her skin, and he swiftly pulled off his shirt. Hailey pressed her lips to his chest, inhaling deeply. His scent was masculine and strong, heated beneath her lips.

Greg’s arousal was pushing through the front of his pants, and he was desperate to bury himself deep into her body. He undid his pants, and Hailey backed up, nearing the bed. His pants hit the floor, followed by his boxers, and Hailey saw his cock pop out of the confines.

His cock was thick and swollen with arousal, and she was gasping for air, her pussy soaking through the barely-there thong and dripping down the inside of her thighs.

Greg walked toward her, and Hailey silently relished the wonderful, enigmatic sight of him naked. He stood before her, his cock a mere inch away from her bare stomach.

“Oh!” Hailey couldn’t control her cry of soaring lust. Greg clutched her bra-covered tits in his palms, and crushed the fullness, his eyes focused on her face. It had been so long since he had touched a woman and Hailey was so responsive.

She was kind and supportive, and her sexy body made his senses reel. His blood rushing in his ears, he pushed her forcefully backward onto her bed and pulled off her bra, his gaze dropping to her full tits.

Her breasts were firm and round globes of beauty, shining in the glowing light in the bedroom. He bent down and pressed his closed lips to the soft peak. Her nipple hardened beneath the tantalizing touch of his lips, and Hailey clutched the back of his head, holding him close, arching her back beneath his body. She ached for his wet mouth to cover her nipple, and just when she thought she would surely die of the craving, his lips parted.

Greg moaned and closed his eyes, tasting her gorgeous brown nipple, suckling at it eagerly. His hand held the other breast, squeezing, kneading lightly, and stroking its firm fullness.

“Greg!” Hailey moaned, and her hand delved down between their bodies. Her fingers found what they were searching for, and she wrapped them around the thick girth of his cock.

Greg bit her nipple in response, making her moan, and their combined gasps vibrated against each other’s skin.

Greg couldn’t hear, couldn’t think. He was consumed by the taste of her nipple in his mouth, and the scent of her skin. His nostrils flared as his lips trailed a hot wet path up her chest, to her neck, to her ear, and finally claimed her lips in a possessive kiss that stole Hailey’s breath away.

She moaned into his mouth, her fingers stroking the hard cock in her palm. She flicked her thumb over the hard, smooth head of his cock, and felt a sticky drop of his precum soak her thumb.

Hailey plunged her tongue into Greg’s mouth. She wanted him so much that her pussy clenched from the want, her pussy lips tensing and relaxing against the thin lace of her thong. Greg slid his hand down and pushed the soaked, drenched fabric aside, pushing two fingers against her pussy lips.

Hailey gasped and Greg bit her lower lip, his fingers forceful as he explored her tight, hot pussy. She was dripping heavily, and she tightened against his fingertips. With a moan of surrender, Greg pushed a finger deep into her pussy.

Hailey’s head fell back, and she abandoned Greg’s lips.

“Greg!” she whimpered, arching her back and riding his finger. She was so close to orgasm, and he had only gotten started. They had just begun their long awaited lovemaking.

“You smell so good,” Greg whispered against her neck, inhaling her fruity, feminine scent. Hailey’s mind was buzzing and just when she thought her orgasm was going to explode, he pulled his finger out of her pussy.

Hailey cried out at the loss, clutching his face between both palms and jerking as he slid her thong forcefully down her legs. Without hesitation, he clutched at her thighs and bent his head, sliding his tongue down her slit.

Hailey cried out his name, gasping, moaning as her pussy tensed for sweet orgasm. She glanced down, and saw Greg’s nose resting on her hair, his eyes closed as he licked her pussy. His lips tightened around her pussy, sucking at her insides, stroking her swollen, sensitized flesh with his tongue.

She couldn’t control her raging arousal anymore. With a scream of lust, she came against his lips, clutching his thick hair in both fists as she held his face between her thighs.

Greg moaned as he felt her pussy spasm beneath his kiss. She swiftly lifted him higher, his lips closing around her sweet mouth as he positioned his throbbing cock where his mouth had been.

He was so turned on, he knew he would cum in an instant if he wasn’t careful. He wanted to prolong the act, pleasure her, and bask in the thrill of hearing her cry out his name in fevered longing.

“Hailey?” he moaned questioningly against her parted lips and in answer, Hailey plunged her tongue into his mouth. She retreated and lunged, again and again, in the rhythm that she knew he would be driving in her body soon.

Greg grunted as the head of his cock rammed her pussy, paving a path for his engorged length.

Hailey groaned and bit his lower lip. Her insides were stretched wonderfully wide, making room for his incredibly thick girth. Greg grabbed her hips in both hands, lifting her ass higher to receive his thrusts. He lunged inside, savoring the soaked, tight warmth of her pussy sucking at his desperate cock.

He was going to cum way too soon, and he swiftly slowed his pace. He was stroking slowly and retreating, trying to prolong their lovemaking. Hailey couldn’t get enough of him. She pushed her hips higher, desperate to feel him ramming inside her deep, hitting her g-spot.

She was whining, gasping, and suddenly Greg’s befuddled aroused mind considered the risk he was taking.

He didn’t have a condom, and he was risking getting Hailey pregnant. He wasn’t so irresponsible as to risk it, and instantly pulled out, his mind almost screaming at the loss of tight, wet sheathe.