🤍✨Mira

You twist another strand of Jack’s hair around your fingers before laying the curl down. Beneath Jack shifts, which causes your pussy to contract around him. A low whine leaves your lips, “Jackie, you gotta stay still or the curls won’t come out right.” 

Jack huffs out a laugh at your frustration, “I’m not doing anything, babydoll. Just adjusting myself.” 

He runs his hands up and down your thighs before looking back up at your face. Involuntarily, you catch yourself clenching around him again. Currently, it was Saturday, and coincidentally, it was one of the days that Jack was off. He’d made you a promise that the next time he was off work, he’d let you style his hair. You’d come over with all of your products and all pure intentions. Well…partial pure intentions. 

Any notion of being good went straight out the window when Jack opened the door, looking like pure sin. 

“Hey, baby,” He said, moving forward to press his lips against yours. You were practically weak in the knees, especially with how good his cologne smelled. 

Ushering you inside the house, Jack helps you get settled in the home. Ever since your first time being intimate with him, your visits to his house had become more frequent. The man had been putting you through the mattress religiously. If he wasn’t making you cum, then he was spending money on you. It was the perfect combination. 

“I washed my hair before you got here, so we’re good on that front,” Jack said, sitting in the chair. 

You run your fingers through his locks as he looks up at you, “What? Do I have something on my face?” 

“No, just wondering how an old guy like me got lucky with a pretty girl like you,” Jack responds, running a hand down your side. He pulls you gently to stand in front of him, “I wanna feel you.”

“Like sitting on your lap?”

Jack chuckles darkly, “No, babydoll, I want to feel you. I want your bare pussy on me right now.” Heat crawls up your neck and settles deep within your core. Jack had grown more open in expressing his desire for you, which you don’t think you’ll ever get used to. Sure, there was always the occasional guy that you were texting, who’d sent a freaky message or started to talk suggestively over the phone, but with them it wasn’t sexy.

It just sounded like child’s play.

With Jack, it actually felt like sensual foreplay. And you were addicted.

You were wearing an oversized t-shirt, along with biker shorts, but with Jack’s gaze on you, it made you feel naked. His eyes trail down to your legs, “Get rid of your shorts and the panties, then I’ll let you do my hair.” 

Pulling the pants down, you drop them unceremoniously on the floor. Your panties follow next, but Jack stops you before you can place them on the floor. He gestures for you to hand the panties over to him, which you do. Jack holds your panties up to the light and spots the wet stain, “You wet for me already, babydoll? I bet you’re dripping down your thighs right now.”

You clench your thighs together in response. 

Bunching your panties up in his hands, Jack brings the material to his nose and lets out a deep groan. Pulling the panties from his nose, he slides them into the pockets of his sweatpants. He looks down at the shirt as it covers you, “Lift your shirt. Let daddy see his pretty girl.” 

Is it even possible at this point to get wetter?

You grab the hem of the shirt and lift it higher and higher until your bare cunt is on display for Jack’s viewing. You watch as Jack swallows harshly before pulling your body into his lap. He leans up to connect his lips to yours and slides his tongue inside your mouth. You moan softly into his mouth, while grinding your core across Jack’s bulge. 

Jack lifts you as he slides his sweatpants down. You clock the lack of underwear as he kicks the sweatpants off. Jack guides his flared tip to your entrance as you sink down on his length. A whimper leaves you as Jack splits you open. Although you’d been intimate plenty of times, you don’t think you’ll ever fully get used to Jack’s cock. 

Your arms wrap around his shoulders as a pout settles over your lips. Jack smirks at the already glazed-over look in your eyes. He lightly taps your face, “You still need to do my hair, baby. This is just foreplay. You make me look pretty, and Daddy will give you whatever you want.”

You nod through the haze of pleasure. 

Which brings you to the current moment. Styling and defining Jack’s curls while you try not to cum. You’re pretty sure you’re the first person in your bloodline to even utter that sentence. 

“You free this Friday?” Jack asks, clearly unbothered by the whole situation.

A small ‘mhmm’ leaves your lips as you try to concentrate on Jack’s hair. He laughs, which causes you to clench as his tip brushes against your spot. You can feel yourself leaking down Jack, and you’re sure that when you get up, there’ll be a puddle in the seat. 

“I want to take you out. Didn’t you say there was that new Korean spot that you wanted to go to?”

Another nod from you. By this point, you know that Jack is doing this to rile you up. He’s practically salivating at seeing you struggle not to come apart. He wonders if you’ll be able to cum like this. He looks down to where you’re both connected and smiles in satisfaction. Truthfully, Jack enjoys being inside you much more than you know. 

Actually, he just enjoys being around you, period. 

You’re the only person besides Robby that he’s allowed to grow close to him. Each day when he wakes up, he reaches for his phone to send you a text message. Throughout the day, he constantly wonders about what you’re doing and if you’re doing okay. He even makes it a point to always send lunch to your job to make sure that you’re eating. He smiles when he sees the notifications pop up on his phone that let him know that you’ve purchased something. 

Jack really likes knowing that you’re spending his money. In fact, it’d become somewhat of a kink at this point. He got off on knowing that he was taking care of his pretty girl. 

You apply the last bit of cream to Jack’s hair before wiping your hands on the towel. 

“Okay, all finished. You look so cute already,” You gush. You wipe the remaining product from Jack’s face as he stares at you. 

“Now what happens?”

“Well, we just let your hair dry.”

“How long will that take?”

“About 30-45 minutes, I suppose,” You reply. 

Jack smiles, “Good, that’s enough time for me to make you cum."

The following weeks become a lot busier for Jack. He’s working more hours at the hospital, which includes showing up on the day shift like an absolute maniac. Despite this, he still manages to remember to take care of you. The last thing he wants is his pretty girl being stressed out when he’s not around.

Still, it’s killing him to not be around you. He’s getting by on conversations with you on his breaks and after work. Those AirPods really came in handy. He’s sitting in the break room when he gets a text from you.  

He opens the text and groans loudly.

Babydoll 💕 Wish you were here, daddy 🥺

In Jack’s mind, no woman has ever looked as good as you do now in your babydoll dress. He zooms in on the picture to get a closer view of your body and the sweet expression on your face. How was it possible for you to look so sexy, yet so innocent at the same time? Mentally, Jack thinks about all of the colors of the dress that he’s planning to buy you later. 

He wants you to model every piece for him. 

Jack 🦊♥️ God, you look gorgeous, baby. I hate that I can’t be there to see you in person. 

Babydoll 💕 I’ll model it for you–on and off.

Jack 🦊♥️ Sounds like a plan, babydoll.  Make sure you get more. I want to see you in every color that they have available.

Babydoll 💕 Okay Daddy☺️

The pictures from your end only increase. Each day of the week, you send Jack a new picture of you in new silk gowns and lingerie. He’s practically salivating in the breakroom with each glance at your pictures. Jack was so down bad that he’d save all of your pictures and had them all saved in a special album in his phone.

Babydoll 💕 I’m sad that you’re not here..☹️

Jack 🦊♥️ You’re killing me, baby😩 I promise I’ll make it up to you, Princess. Whatever you want, just name it & it’s all yours. 

Truthfully, it was killing Jack to not be close to you or to see you as frequently. He’s sitting in the breakroom when another message from you comes in. He opens it up and expects to see another picture of you there, but it’s an audio message. Since being with you, he has been more advanced in using his phone. That included sending little voice notes to you throughout the day and also receiving them.

He clicks play on the message, “Hi, daddy. I miss you so much, but it seems like you don’t miss me as much. So I just wanted to send you a little something to show you what you’re missing out on.” Jack catches the teasing lilt in your voice and listens in anticipation as you presumably move the phone. There’s quick rustling before he hears the distinct sounds of something wet and sticky.

Jack knows that sound.

He’s memorized it as well as his own schedule. His girl is playing with his other girl. He leans closer to the phone as if it’ll provide him with some kind of preview into what he’s missing. Your soft moan echoes through the AirPods, “Feels so good, but not as good as you feel.” 

Jack continues to listen to the wet sounds as you narrate your actions, “I just put two fingers in. You wanna hear how wet I am?” Jack feels like he could faint as the wet sloshing continues to sound in his ears. He can feel himself hardening in his scrub pants, and he desperately wishes it were the end of his shift. Just as he hopes to listen to more, the audio cuts off. 

He mourns the loss of hearing your sounds in his ears. He quickly presses “keep” and begins typing another message to you. Before he can send the message, three dots appear. He stops typing as your next message comes through. 

It’s a video. 

Jack looks around the empty breakroom and behind his shoulder before pressing play on the video. As the video plays, you’re sitting there in your pretty pink lingerie, and you flash the camera across the mesh cups. He can vaguely see your nipples through the material. 

You move the camera down to show your bare and wet center. He swallows roughly at the sight of your wet folds gripping your fingers. You pull your fingers back to show Jack the juices that are covering your digits. He feels parched at the idea of not having a taste of you. 

You point the camera back at your face with a very sweet, yet mischievous smile.

Then the video ends.

Jack concludes that at the end of his shift, he won’t be picking up any more day shifts, and he’s definitely making more time in his schedule for you.

Today’s one of those day that Jack and Robby love. 

A day off. 

Or as Dana likes to call it, “their old man day.” Jack closes the fridge as he brandishes two beers in his hand. He slides one to Robby as he takes his seat on the couch. Both men sit back with relaxed smiles on their faces as they take bites from their sandwiches and sip from their beers. 

Honestly, what could be better?

“Any plans for tonight, old man?” Robby asks, wiping the mayo from his mouth.

“Yeah, I’m taking my girl out tonight. We haven’t had a chance to spend as much time together as I’d like.”

Robby pauses, that familiar frown overtaking his face. He quickly replaces it by smiling tensely, “That’s still a thing?”

Jack frowns as he takes a sip from his beer, “Yes, it’s still a thing, Robby. Why?”

Robby shrugs, plopping another chip into his mouth, “Just curious, is all. And what app did you say you met her on again?”

“Just a regular app,” Jack responds, sipping from his beer. 

“Look, Jack, I’m not trying to be a dick. I’m just being protective. It’s been what…5 years since you and Joanna divorced? I’m just trying to look out for you, man. You know how these young girls can be.”

Jack’s head snaps over in Robby’s direction, “No, I actually don’t know how they are, Robby. Who don’t you tell me? Seeing as half of the women that you sleep with at the hospital are younger.”

Robby scoffs, “That’s not fair, and you know it. I mean, what do you even know about her? What conversations are you guys having? Are you sure that she’s not just after your money?”

It’s this statement that strikes a nerve in Jack’s chest. He thinks back to the origin of your relationship. The very grounds of your relationship started on financial terms. He’d take care of you, and in return, you’d spend time with him. Viewing the terms of your relationship in this way, in the way that Robby insinuates, makes the beer taste stale in his mouth.

Internally, he knows that you’re not like that. This is just about money to you. You actually care about him, and you actually like him. Jack thinks of all the moments that you spend together where he doesn’t buy you anything. Actually, Jack takes a step back and realizes that you rarely ask him for things. If anything, you’re content with just being around him, even if it means eating takeout food and watching Law and Order: SVU reruns. 

Which is why he quickly pushes any doubt out of his mind with his relationship with you.

“She’s not a gold digger. In fact, this is the happiest that I’ve been in a while, and to add on, I really don’t appreciate you insulting my girl like that. The age gap is fine between us. If you have a problem with it, then that’s your prerogative, man.” 

With that, Jack takes the moment to sip from his beer again as he turns his gaze to the game on the TV.

If there’s one thing that Robby hates, it’s having Jack be mad at him. Not that he’d ever openly reveal that information. 

“Listen, I’m sorry. I wasn’t trying to disrespect your relationship. I’m always looking out for your best interests, Jack. I’ll lay off,” Robby states, staring anxiously at the TV. 

Jack only nods and continues watching the game. He has a lot on his mind. 

You’re at a dinner party. Not just any party. 

Michael Robinavitch’s dinner party. Jack’s best friend. 

The same man who keeps giving you a questioning look across the table and smiles tensely at you whenever you’re involved in the conversation. You aren’t stupid. You can tell when someone doesn’t like you. It doesn’t take your background in psychology to put those facts together. 

Michael Robinavitch, or “Robby” as Jack so fondly calls him, has beef with you. 

Why?  

Maybe he was jealous. Maybe he’s been harboring some secret boner for Jack for the past twenty years of their lives, and he’s mad that you’re bouncing on Jack’s dick every night. 

Whatever the case may be, you try to take the high road and ignore the incessant nagging in your head whenever Robby shoots you a look. 

It also doesn’t help that no one else appears to notice the looks that he’s giving you. It makes you feel even more uncomfortable because you feel like you’d look like a total bitch if you brought it up to Jack. 

From beside you, Jack turns his head to look at you. He lowers his voice, “You good? You seem kind of tense.” 

“Just nerves,” you lie. However, it’s not a complete lie. You are a bit nervous, but you can’t be open about why you’re nervous. 

Jack presses a quick kiss to your temple, “You say the word, and we’ll leave.” 

It makes your heart clench, and you get that gooey feeling again. You’d been getting that gooey feeling a lot more throughout the course of your relationship with Jack. You definitely weren’t ready to acknowledge what those feelings meant. 

You shake your head, “No, it’s fine. I wouldn’t want you to have to leave early because of me.”

“Babydoll, your care and comfort matter to me. Whenever you’re ready, we can leave. Robby will understand.”

You smile tensely and quickly peck his lips. Unfortunately, you definitely don’t think that Robby would understand, especially with the dark look that he gives you as Jack kisses you again. 

“M’gonna go get another drink. Do you want one?” You ask. 

Jack nods, “Yeah. Thanks, honey.” He presses another kiss to your lips before you rise to enter the kitchen. You subtly tug at your dress as you walk into the kitchen. 

Grabbing the bottle of champagne, you tilt it to fill your cup. You navigate around the counter to start pouring Jack another glass of whiskey. 

“You having fun?”

You jump at the sound of Robby’s voice from behind you. You turn to look at the older man as he leans against the doorway. You’re not blind. Michael Robinavitch is an objectively attractive man, but to you, he doesn’t compare to Jack. 

You smile. It’s that same fake smile that you had worked on for years, especially when dealing with people who don’t like you. In a career like yours, you had to know the art of the fake smile.

“Yeah, thanks for inviting me, by the way,” you respond, trying to downplay the awkwardness.

Robby moves from the doorway to stand on the other side of the counter. “S’no problem at all. Especially with you being Jack’s girlfriend and all.”

He chuckles, “Or are we still using that in 2026? Girlfriend? Or do you prefer to be called Jack’s partner?”

It doesn’t occur to you that there isn’t a title on your relationship with Jack. Well, he’s your sugar daddy. You’re his girl, or his babydoll as he so affectionately likes to call you. 

You take a sip from your drink, “Girlfriend is fine.” 

Robby pulls the bottle of whiskey to himself, “You know, I’ve noticed a real change in Jack. He likes you a lot. I didn’t think that after his divorce, he’d ever date again. Figured they’d find their way back together again.”

You shrug, “None of my business. I can not focus on what Jack and I have now.”

“What is it that you and Jack have? Do you love him? What’s the long-term here?” Robby inquires, swirling the drink around. 

You swallow harshly. You hadn’t thought of the long-term. You and Jack had both agreed early on to keep things in the present and to enjoy it. Now your mind can’t help but go to the future. 

What would that look like? Would Jack just continue to be your sugar daddy forever? Did he want to keep this going long-term? 

Your thought filter back over to what Robby mentioned about Jack’s ex-wife? In his defense, he’s known Jack for years. Surely, he’d know Jack the best.

What if he did want to get back with his ex-wife? 

That bitter nagging crawls up from your belly and settles in your chest. You take another sip of champagne to quell the burn. 

Robby clocks your discomfort. 

“I didn’t mean to infer anything. I can see that question stumped you. You see, I just care about Jack because he is my best friend. I’d hate to see him get his heart broken. I’d also hate to see you get hurt, sweetheart. I mean, you’re a pretty girl, but Jack’s always been attracted to girls who need help. He’s a bit fickle that way. He likes girls who need to be saved. I’m just worried that he’ll leave you high and dry in the end,” Robby explains, locking eyes with you. 

He leans across the counter and beckons you forward, “Just between us. A lot of the Pitt had their money on him and Samira a few months ago. They were really close.”

Robby watches in satisfaction as your expression drops. You may have been good at hiding it at the table, but he knows what buttons to press with girls like you. 

Girls who are so eager to be saved. 

He lightly taps the counter as he grabs his drink, “Oh, before I forget, Jack likes two cubes of ice in his drink.” You look down at the drink where you’d only poured the whiskey. 

You didn’t even know what Jack liked. The thought sends another wave of insecurity through your body. 

Robby starts to exit the kitchen before calling your name. He gives you a fake smile of his own, “Thanks for coming.”

When you make it back into the living room with everyone else, laughter spills throughout the room. Your eyes go to Samira, who is sitting next to Jack. That bitter acid churns in your stomach. 

Robby catches your look. 

You walk over to Jack and sit on the other side of him. You hand him the drink with the added ice cubes. 

“Thank you, babydoll,” He states, pulling you into his side. He catches the look on your face and frowns.

“You okay?”

“Um..not really. I’m not really feeling good at the moment. Do you mind if we leave?”

“Course. You wanna stop by the pharmacy for a few things?”

“No, it’s just a little headache. I think I just need to lie down,” You reply. 

Jack nods, “Yeah. Let’s get you home.” 

You both stand from the couch, and you try not to shrink at all of the different gazes on you.

“You’re leaving already, Abbot?” Shen teases. 

“Yeah, my girl and I are heading home. No need to be jealous, Shen,” Jack fires back before blowing a kiss at the man. 

Shen laughs and pretends to catch it. He turns his gaze to you, “It was nice seeing you again! Be sure to keep him in line.”

For the first time tonight, you genuinely smile, “I definitely will. Someone has to keep this cowboy in line.” Shen laughs loudly. 

“Okay, come on before the two of you start to conspire against me,” Jack said, placing an arm around your waist. 

You both say your respective goodbyes to everyone. You try not to wince when Samira gets up to hug Jack. As you and Jack walk to the door, Robby follows you both out. 

“You two kids get home safely. Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do,” Robby calls out as he leans against the door. 

Jack scoffs, “That list must be mighty short, brother.” He pulls Robby into a hug before moving back to stand at your side. 

Robby’s eyes flicker to you, “Nice to see you again.” Before you can think about it, the older man pulls you into a hug. It’s the most awkward experience of your life. 

As Jack drives away from Robby’s house, you can’t help but notice the way that your thoughts race. Even when Jack reaches to intertwine your fingers with his and kisses your fingers, you still can’t ease your thoughts. 

He pulls into the front of your apartment. He’s about to get out to follow you inside when you turn to him, “Hey, is it okay if I sleep alone tonight? I know that we had different plans, but I’m just not really feeling good. I wouldn’t want to pass it to you.”

Jack frowns, “You sure you don’t want me to watch you? I mean, I’m a doctor and all.” He smiles at you at the end of the sentence.

You laugh softly, “No, it’s alright.” 

In the short period of time that Jack’s known you, he’s grown spectacularly well at reading you. He knows that something’s wrong, but he also knows not to press people before they’re ready to talk. 

“I’m fine with that, sweetheart. Just let me know if you need anything, okay?” 

“I will.”

You and Jack exit the truck as he walks you to the front door of your apartment. Before you can put the code in for your building, he pulls you closer. Jack looks to you for permission before pressing his lips against yours. 

He kisses you like he’s afraid of losing you. The thought makes your knees weak. 

“I’ll see you later, okay?” Jack asks, holding your fingers between his.

“Yeah, we still have to watch Love Island together,” you joke. 

Jack chuckles. You’d put him on Love Island, and he was gladly invested in the show just as much as you were.

“Course, we do. We can order takeout too. Goodnight, sweetheart.” He leans forward to press another kiss to your lips. You want so desperately to ask him to come up, but you can’t get Robby’s words out of your head. 

Jack watches you enter your apartment sorrowfully. He’s a lot more attached to you than he thought he was. 

“What a lame ass nigga!” Sasha yells as you finish recounting the events of the night at Robby’s house. 

“Sasha, he made me feel so cheap and like I meant absolutely nothing to Jack,” You comment.

Sasha’s gaze softens as she takes in your body language on the couch. She slides in next to you and pulls you into a hug. 

“I’m sorry he made you feel like that. Look, I’ve seen the way that you and Jack are around each other. That man is down bad for you, sis. I don’t think that this is just a game to him.” 

She pauses, “Did you mention any of this to Jack?”

“No, I thought about it, but then I just got scared. I mean, Robby’s his best friend. How exactly was I going to broach that subject?”

Frankly, you were scared to broach the subject because you were scared of the conversation. What if this all was just something casual to Jack, and he was still harboring feelings for his ex-wife? What if he were taking care of Samira in the same way that he was taking care of you? 

The thought makes your throat feel tight. 

“I can see you spiraling, but listen, Jack is a grown man. It’s best to go ahead and have the conversation with him now. Don’t let that sit and fester. It’ll only hurt you more,” Sasha said. 

You take a deep breath. She’s right. You’re grown now, so you have to get comfortable with having those uncomfortable conversations. 

“You’re right. I’ll talk to him tomorrow.”

The next evening, Jack comes over to watch Love Island. He places his bag in your bedroom and turns to you to connect his lips to yours. 

“I missed you,” Jack states, staring down at you. 

You cup his face in your hand, “I missed you too.” 

For a moment, you both just allow yourselves to stand in place as Jack pulls you into another kiss. His hands trail down to cup your backside in his hands. His lips move to your neck, where he starts sucking gently. 

You can feel the heat spreading throughout your body as you lean into Jack’s touch. You giggle at the scratch of his stubble, “Jack, we’re gonna miss Love Island.”

Jack continues kissing your neck, “Baby, the villa isn’t leaving us. Just let me appreciate my girl for a second.”

He ushers you to the couch and sits down with you on his lap. You both continue to tongue each other down as you grind along Jack’s lap. He slouched and let out a wince against your lips. 

You pull back, “Are you okay?”

“Yeah, just my leg is killing me after today,” He replies. 

You slide off his lap and move to kneel in front of him. Jack is about to protest until you shush him. He watches closely as you take off his prosthetic with perfect precision. You even take the initiative to go grab a warm towel to rub on the limb. 

Jack throws his head back and groans at the feeling of your fingers massaging his leg. 

You look up at him, “Is this okay?”

“Yeah, babydoll. You’re doing perfect.” 

He takes the time to admire the absolute care that you’re putting into taking care of him. He knows that this whole arrangement started with him taking care of you, but he notices that you also enjoy taking care of him as well. The fact that you had memorized the whole routine in removing his prosthetic means more to Jack than you know. 

When you finish, you move to cuddle back into his side. He presses a kiss to the side of your head, “Thank you, baby. That meant more than you could ever know.”

“Anytime, daddy.” 

Before you and Jack can fully lock into Love Island, you pass him his crutches as he goes to the bathroom. Before he leaves, he passes his phone to you, “Order us something, honey. Whatever you want.” 

“Okay,” You chirp back. 

You slide across the apps on Jack’s phone so that you can get to the DoorDash one. You stop in your tracks when you swipe across the screen and notice the “Sugar and Spice” app still on his phone. Why’d he still have the app on the phone if he was only supposed to be seeing you? Did this mean that he was seeing other people? 

Jack’s phone buzzes in your hand, and you honestly just want to break down and cry.

Samira Mohan

Thanks again for the other night. ♥️

to be continued….

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Since becoming Jack Abbot’s girlfriend, things had shifted rather nicely for you both. Jack was consistent presence around your apartment whenever he wasn’t working. Similarly, you and Nova were making frequent trips to Jack’s house on the weekends. 

More and more toys for Nova started to appear around Jack’s house. He wanted her to feel completely at home whenever she set foot inside the home. 

Jack had even had a designated play area and pink chest with her name painted and bedazzled on the front. The chest held all of the toys that he’d acquired for his little girl. 

Nova sits across from you and Jack at the tiny princess table that Jack had bought her. She’s hosting a tea party with Bun Bun as a guest, along with a few other stuffed animals, who’d acquired their own names. But Nova made sure to reassure Bun Bun that he was always her #1. 

She has a tiara sitting on her head as she pours tea for everyone. Of course, the tea and treats are all real. 

“You’re spoiling her,” You state, leaning into Jack’s side as he has his arm around your shoulder. 

He presses a kiss to the crown of your head before softly kissing your lips. When he pulls back, he glances over in Nova’s direction, he can’t help but smile, “I am. My baby girl deserves the best and I’ll give it to her as long as I’m around.” 

It doesn’t help his heart each time that he presents Nova with a gift and she gives him that dazzling dimpled smile. Whenever she’d declare, “Thank you dada,” he’d melt all over again. 

You look up at him, “Thank you for being so good with her. You really didn’t have to step into this role in her life.” 

A look of uncertainty passes your face. 

“Hey, what is it?” Jack asks, tilting your face up to meet his. 

“Do you feel like this is moving too fast? I don’t want you to feel like I’m trapping you in this situation,” you said. Jack can see the worry clear in your eyes and his heart clenches. 

“Honey, I’m right where I wanna be. I want to be here with you and Nova. Sure, some people would say that this is a little untraditional, but honestly, tradition has never been my style. I care about you and I care about Nova. I’m not feeling trapped. If anything, this is the most sure I’ve been about something in my life,” He explains. 

You’d learned something about Jack from the months of getting to know him. He often shows his emotions and speaks through his eyes. You could practically read full sentences by the looks that Jack would throw out. 

Which is how you know he’s being sincere with you now. His hazel eyes shine brightly and soften as he speaks the words to you. You liked that about Jack. He wasn’t someone who wanted to hide his intentions. Nope, he was open when he needed to be. 

You can’t help yourself as you lean up to kiss him again. For a moment, you and Jack get lost in the kiss as he hand comes up to cradle your face. When he pulls back, he keeps his face close to yours as he gently rubs his nose across yours.

He opens his eyes to stare at you, “I really like you, honey. I’m all in.”

You smile, “I like you too, Jack.” 

He smiles in return before pecking your lips again. You both hear the little patter of Nova’s feet as she comes to stand in front of you and Jack. 

“Mama! Dada! Play!” She demands with a huge smile on her face. 

Jack turns to you, “You hear that, mom? The Princess is asking us to play, so we gotta go play.”

You decide to play along and gasp dramatically, “You’re so right, dad. Princess Nova asked us to come so we have to go. Let’s go visit her kingdom.” 

The chairs are way too small for you and Jack, but because Jack only buys the best for his baby, they’re way sturdier than you expect. 

Nova slides a cup over you and then one to Jack. She pours your tea first, “Tea, mama.”

“Why thank you, Princess Nova.” 

She turns to Jack to pour tea in his cup before looking up at him, “Drink, Dada.” 

Jack nods, “Of course, Princess.” He brings the cup up to his lips with his pinky raised and takes small sips of the tea. 

“Mmm..it’s delicious..compliments to the chef,” Jack said with a British accent. You and Nova laugh in response as the tea party continues. 

Nova turns to face Bun Bun. She points to herself, “Me, Princess. Dada and Mama are the king and queen.”

She looks at Bun Bun and appears to be having a silent conversation as she nods along. She turns to face you and Jack, “Mama. Dada.”

You and Jack both nod for her to continue. 

“Bun Bun say you have to kiss,” Nova announces. 

Jack chuckles before turning to face you, “Well, sweetheart, Bun Bun is the hand of the Princess, so what he says goes.” 

“Bun Bun is also a stuffed rabbit,” You point out. 

Jack gasps in faux horror, “I won’t have you disrespecting Bun Bun in this household. He’s an upstanding individual.”

You both peer over at the stuffed rabbit, who’s honestly looks like he’s waiting for you and Jack to oblige by his rules. 

You shrug, “Well…who am I to deny Bun Bun? Rules are rules.” 

You lean closer to Jack who moves closer to you and pecks your lips. You can tell that he wants to deepen the kiss but doesn’t out of respect for Nova. 

Nova smiles while clapping before turning back to Bun Bun. “Bun Bun says that you give me a kiss.”

“That won’t be a problem lovebug,” you comment before moving over to start placing kisses on her chubby cheeks. In response, Nova laughs loudly while squealing. Jack watches the moment with that same soft and familiar look. 

You catch him staring, “Wow, lovebug, looks like your Dada isn’t abiding by Bun Bun’s rules. You’re still missing kisses on the other side.” 

Jack smiles, “Your mommy is right. Daddy’s sorry, sweetheart.” Jack leans over to start peppering small kisses to Nova’s other cheek. You return to kissing her other cheek as she laughs loudly. 

At the conclusion of the tea party, Nova helps you and Jack to clean up before she settles at the table again to paint Jack’s nails. 

Quite frankly, there’s fingernail polish all over his nails in a wonky fashion, but if Nova asks, these are better than any salon could do. 

Nova sticks gets on Jack’s nails before sitting back to look at her work, “Done, Dada. So pretty.”

Jack looks and his nails and nods in response, “These are beautiful, baby. I couldn’t have asked for anything better.” 

He holds his hands out in your direction and you bite back the laugh that rises in your chest. “What do you think, honey? Best in the business right?”

“Oh for sure, I’m pretty sure Nova has a future in being a nail tech.”

You, Jack, and Nova all move over to the couch to watch TV. Jack opens the Disney+ app to play Bluey. Nova sits between you and Jack as she casually sips on her juice. 

You catch her rubbing her eyes and figure that it’s time for her designated nap. She yawns, and for a moment, you catch her genuinely contemplating whose lap she wants to crawl in for her nap. 

It only makes your heart warm more as you see her crawl into Jack’s lap and lay her head against his chest. Naturally, Jack moves his arms to accommodate her and begins rocking back and forth, while whispering softly to her. 

Soon, Nova’s long lashes flutter against her cheek as her soft snoring fills the space. Jack looks down at her and he can’t imagine that it’s ever been possible to love a human being this much in this short amount of time. 

He looks over to you and stares at the side of your face. He maps out all of the details of your face that he finds beautiful. 

Truthfully, every detail about you, Jack finds beautiful. 

“You’re staring again, Abbot,” You tease, turning your head to stare. 

“I can’t help it when the most beautiful woman that I’ve ever seen is sitting right across from me,” He responds. 

“Yeah? Well, Dr. Abbot, I have to say that I find you and your silver curls to be attractive.” 

Just as he’s about to flirt back, Nova shifts in Jack’s arms. He looks down at her, rubbing a hand down her back as she settles again. Jack looks over to you, “I can go set her down in my bedroom while she naps. In the meantime, there’s a bottle of wine in the pantry if you wanted to grab it and two glasses for us. 

You nod before moving from the couch to the kitchen. Jack cradles Nova against his chest as he goes to lay her down in the bedroom. He’s gentle with laying her down as if she’s the most precious thing in the world. Jack takes extra care to put pillows on both sides of Nova, so she doesn’t roll. 

He grabs a thin throw blanket to place over. He makes sure to tuck Bun Bun under her arm. As he looks down at Nova, he heart feels heavy with all of the love that he has for her. He leans down to press a kiss against her cheek, “Daddy loves you so much already, babygirl.” 

As he exits the room, he leaves the door cracked so that you both can hear her when she wakes up. 

He enters the living room as you’re sitting on the couch with the wine already poured in the glasses. You both face each other as you take small sips from your glasses. 

“You know for someone who doesn’t have any children, you’re quite the natural, Jack.”

He blushes, “Thanks, I think being a doctor helps. But I gotta say, you’re not making it easy for me to resist you, sweetheart.”

He trails his eyes down your bare legs and up to where your shorts are riding up. 

You shift to move closer, “Yeah? These shorts got you hot and bothered, Dr. Abbot?”

Jack reaches out to run his fingers along the skin of your legs, “I think that it’s just you, honey. Everything about you gets me all hot.” 

He eyes flicker down to your lips, and he bites his own at the remembrance of your soft lips and your cherry-flavored lip gloss. 

You smirk as you catch him watching you. Jack sets his glass on the table and you follow suit. “Come here,” He orders softly. You’re surprised as he pulls you onto his lap. You blush under his gaze as Jack’s hands move to your hips. 

“I think you still owe me more kisses from earlier, sweetheart. You know Bun Bun’s rules and all,” Jack teases.

You chuckle before leaning down to press your lips against his. You take the opportunity to slide your tongue into Jack’s mouth as he groans into your mouth. Just as you think you’re about to dominate the kiss, Jack moves a hand up to tangle in your hair. 

He pulls lightly at your hair as he takes your bottom lip between his teeth. He releases your lip with a light pop before sliding his tongue along yours. You’re lost in the way that he tugs at your hair while tonguing you down. 

Jack’s other hand tugs you down where you can feel the bulge against the seam of your shorts. When Jack moves his hand to the band of your shorts, you tense up. 

As a true gentleman, he removes his hand and places it his at his side, “Hey, I’m sorry. That was too far. I wasn’t trying to make you feel uncomfortable.”

You shake your head, “It’s not that, I just haven’t had anyone to touch me that way since I found out that I was pregnant with Nova. Plus, I wasn’t expecting this turn of events and I didn’t shave.” 

You laugh softly at the end of the sentence to help with your embarrassment. Jack cups your face, “We can take this at whatever pace you want to, sweetheart. Also, trust me, a little hair doesn’t bother me.” 

He pulls your face closer to his and drops his voice lower, “Plus, I’d bury my face in you. Bush and all.” 

A flare of heat tugs at your stomach at the statement, along with how he looks like he wants to devour you. Just as Jack is about to kiss you again, you both hearing whining from the bedroom. 

“Mama! Dada!” 

You and Jack chuckle as you move from his lap. He’s about to stand when you pull him down, “I’ll go get here. Looks like you need to go solve your problem first.” 

You both look down at the bulge in his jeans as he chuckles.

“You’re right. I’ll be right back. Guess we have to save grown up time for another day.”

For the sake of you and your panties, you hoped the day would be sooner rather than later. 

The following week, you and Jack get pulled into your own busy schedules. He still makes it a priority to FaceTime and call you and Nova when he’s free. The last thing he wants to be is absent. 

He’s helping out with day shift due to some of the other doctors being out. He’s surprised when Dana pages him to let him know that you and Nova are here.

As he walks to the desk, he notices Robby and Dana sitting by the desk chatting with you and Nova. Nova is sitting on the desk, eating a lollipop that he presumes Dana gave her.

Robby spots him first, “Ah, look Nova. Your daddy’s here.” Jack rolls his eyes at the teasing lilt in Robby’s voice. 

Jack can’t help the way that he lights up at the sight of his girls. As he reaches you, he pulls you into a hug before pressing his lips to yours. 

“Hey sweetheart,” He whispers lowly as he kisses you again. 

You smile in response, “Hey there, Dr. Abbot.” His eyes darken at the name, but he reminds himself to remain professional. 

However, Dana and Robby catch the heated and soft looks that Jack gives you. Jack turns to face Nova with a wide grin, “Look at you, my pretty girl. How are you doing, Princess?” 

Nova perks up at having Jack’s attention on her and practically launches herself into his arms. Jack starts pressing kisses all over her face as she squeals, “Dada!” 

When Jack pulls back, Nova plants a large kiss on his cheek before throwing her arms around his neck. Jack rubs her back, “Yeah, I know. Daddy missed you too, kiddo.” 

Robby and Dana both want to burst into tears at seeing you, Jack, and Nova together. 

Robby looks over to Nova, “Hey sweetie, you wanna go look around the hospital and see all of the cool doctor stuff?”

Nova nods her head quickly. Jack passes her off to Robby and she settles in his arms like she’s known him forever. 

“Don’t try to convert her to medicine, Robby!” Jack calls as Robby and Nova make their way down the hallway. 

“It’s never too early for her to be finding out what she like,” Robby calls back. 

As they round the corner out of sight, Jack faces you again, “Not that I’m not happy to see either of you here, but I thought you had to work today?” 

“Today was one of my work-from-home days. I remembered that you said you were helping out so I figured it’d be a good idea for us to visit you, and to bring lunch.”

You hold up the bag, which contains sandwiches from the deli shop that Jack likes. Jack groans, “I swear you’re my dream girl, honey.” 

Dana clears her throat, “Before you think about kissing her again, think about all of the residents who are currently watching.”

You and Jack glance at the residents and interns who fail to hide that they’re watching you and Jack interact. Trinity Santos shrugs, “I’m not hiding that I’m watching. Plus this is the most interesting thing we’ve gotten all day.”

You chuckle. 

Soon, Robby rounds the corner with Nova in tow. She’s happily babbling away to him, while he nods in concentration. He passes Nova back to Jack.

“Did you have fun, lovebug?” You ask, to which Nova nods happily. 

“Mhmm, Uncle Wobby funny!” 

Dana and Jack look over to Robby, who smiles widely. 

“Uncle Robby?” 

“What! Don’t be jealous that she called me first, Dana. To be honest, I think she has a future as an attending here, ” Robby states, flashing another smile at Nova.

“Yeah, yeah, you got nothing on me. She’ll have way more fun as a charge nurse with Aunt Dana, won’t you sweetie?”

“Auntie Dana,” Nova chirps, clapping her hands together. Dana shoots Robby a cocky look as she gives Nova a big sticker. 

“Alright, we’re gonna go outside to have lunch before either of you corrupts my kid,” Jack announces. He ushers you and Nova towards the door.

“It was nice seeing you again,” You say to Robby and Dana.

“Good to see you again, sweetheart,” Dana calls back. 

As you, Jack, and Nova head to the picnic tables, he sits with Nova in his lap as you start unpacking the food. 

You slide Jack’s in his direction and he practically moans as he takes a bite. You’d gotten the sandwich made in the exact way that he likes. 

“Thanks for coming today, sweetheart, I love having you and Nova here. It makes the shift go by quicker.” He leans over to kiss you. 

You chuckle as he pulls back, “You taste like pickles, Jack.” 

“I think you like it,” He quips. 

“Oh definitely. I think that means I need another kiss,” You said, to which Jack kisses you again. 

“Look mama!” Nova announces, pulling a $50 bill out of her pocket. You frown in confusion, “Nova, where’d you get $50 from?”

“Uncle Wobby,” she replies, casually waving the $50 around. 

“I guess you aren’t the only one spoiling her,” You state to Jack with a laugh.

He chuckles, “I guess not.”

After Jack bids farewell to you and Nova with kisses, he stops at the desk by Robby. 

“Pray tell, what do you think that a one-year-old could do with $50, brother?”

Robby shrugs, “What?! I didn’t have any change on me. Plus, she’s a real cutie pie. My heart felt like it was about to explode from cuteness.”

Jack nods, “Yeah, Nova tends to have that effect.”

“Seems like her mother is also having quite the effect on you, Abbot,” Dana teases, looking at Jack over her glasses. 

He smiles shyly. Dana chuckles, “Don’t get all bashful on us now, you’re in deep. You looked at her like she hung the stars in the sky.” She turns to Robby, “I don’t know Robby. Seems like our dear Jackie is falling in love.”

Jack falls silent for a moment. He thinks back to all of the time that he’s been spending with you. As soon as he thinks about you, it sends a wave of butterflies radiating throughout his chest. He likes you…a lot. 

It may not be love yet, but he knows that it close. 

Before he can reply, he’s called by one of the residents. Dana and Robby watch him leave the desk.

“He called her his kid,” Robby points out. 

Dana nods, “I heard. I think this is the one for him, Rob. Jack Abbot is in love.”

Quite frankly, Dana’s never been more correct.

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“Fuck, Jack- hck- wait- wait!” You choke out, crawling up the bed but it’s no good.

“You sure you wanna quit baby cakes?” His other hand is at the small of your back, arching your back into him as he slowly pulls his length out to the top. “Look at how she won’t even let me go, clinging on t’me like she needs it.” He shudders, pre blending in youth your dripping wet cunt.

“Sure you want me to stop?” He asks innocently.

Your chest is heaving, sweaty, the old man has basically fucked you into the mattress, you’re curls sprawled out and frizzy from the way he has been giving you the meanest and sweetest strokes of your life. Running your hands through his greying curls, hands going down his freckled back from the pain and the pleasure, all you can think about is Jack, Jack, Jack—

“—Jaaack.” Your mewl out, you’ve got that glint in your eyes he can read a mile away. Biting the inside of your lip, head all tilted to the side.

He almost cracks a smile at you, calloused hands caresses down your tummy, right where he could press and feel his cockhead pressed uo against your cervix not too long ago. He lets his hand travel further up, circling a finger around your hardened nipple, “Your words sugar.”

You whine, pouting and those pretty and glossy brown eyes staring up at him, unconsciously wiggling your hips, god you’re too damn adorable, “Jack- mmph- Jack- I-I need you.”

“There you go,” his voice is so sweet in your ears, smooth, ramming back into you with a snap of his hips. “You’re my gooood girl baby.” He croons, taking your legs above his shoulders.

His thrusts are relentless, deep, he’s aiming for your sweet spots like a damn target, spreading your swollen pussy lips to see the way you’ve got his manhood glistening with your juices. He’s still holding your hips up and in place, watching how you claw at his forearms, mouth slack while you let out such pitchy and breathless moans, “Aaangh! Jack! Fuuck- nnngh-”

And then you feel his give your pulsing bud a little pinch, tears pricking your eyes, shaking your head “Please, please- ‘s too much-”

“ ‘Please, please, please give me more Dr. Abbot’ “ he teases in a high tone ever so lightly, smirking down at you, “And I am, you’ve got it sweetheart, just gotta ride it out f’me. Know you can.”

It’s too much at once, the way Jack grinds right into that gooey g-spot of yours that has those fat tears streaming down your face that he’s been itching to get for weeks. His thumb presses down your button, rubbing it that makes your body jolt and shake. Sobbing out his name as you squeeze onto the pillows holding your head for dear life, your legs shaking.

“I knoooow baby, I knooooow, shiiit- ‘a lot, doin so good though honey- fuck, so good.” he coo’s, but this fucking maniac is still pistoning his length through your walls, only getting harder the more you tremble and cry. You’re stunning when you’re fucked out, only thinking about your boyfriend and how he can fix you in this moment. Too damn sexy for your own good. The way you babble for him to hold you, and he does with a loud groan, wrapping your arms around his neck and rocking into you while the bed creaks with every thrust. Kissing your wet cheeks and then slipping his tongue down yout throat till he feels your pussy grip onto him like the life line he is.

And he’s got sparks in his eyes, slipping himself out of your pulsing cunt while his cum paints your stomach.

He’s panting, “Good job sugar, shit, did so well,” he cups your face, wiping your tears while your body goes limp in his arms. You murmur his name once more, just to feet his weight press down against your body. Holding you in his warm and loving arms.

“So pretty like this gorgeous.”