#doctorsumner

Patrick stopped was he was doing. “Are you alright?” He instantly inspected her hands, “No cuts?”

“No, I’m okay. I’m sorry about the plate.” she said, innocently.

He grinned, “It’s alright. Don’t you worry.” He used his other hand to brush her hair off her shoulder, placing his hand on the side of her neck. He kissed her softly, assuring her he wasn’t upset over a silly little dish. He pulled away, “Let’s go to bed.”

………

The doctor led her to his bedroom, and undressed them both. He pulled her close, their bodies melded together like two puzzle pieces. He kissed her hard, but held her tenderly, letting his hands roam over her curves. “Go on, lie down.” he whispered onto her lips.

Eden did as she was told, laying back on his bed, waiting.

Patrick touched her knees, parting them while she admired how his orangey-brown hair had become undone. He was always well-groomed and tailored in fine clothes, perhaps looking more put together than other doctors. She tingled on the inside at the notion that she, and she alone, got to see the less sophisticated version of him.

As his deft hands spread her thighs, he dipped down between them, introducing the warmth and the wetness of his tongue.

She shuddered as he started to lap on her clitoris, licking up whatever arousal had already seeped out of her.

He started licking faster, then slower, longer strides, repeating that process in no certain timeframe. She couldn’t predict what he would do next. All she could do was lay back and try to keep still, which was nearly impossible. Her hips raised up and bucked against her will with pleasure. Patrick had to clamp his hands onto her thighs just so he could continue.

He couldn’t get enough of the way she tasted; couldn’t get enough of the way she felt under him, the way her thighs squeezed his head. He moaned against her pussy, rubbing his nose onto her clit.

“God! Patrick!” she cried, her pussy throbbing, her heart racing. She tried to bring some air into her lungs as she chased that high, but he was making it difficult.

As if he could sense that she needed some reprieve, Patrick took his mouth away, pushing his body upward to lay beside her.

Eden caught his gaze as his hand ventured between her legs. She was able to breath now, but his cold blue eyes brought on a new intensity, especially as he went to work on her clit again.

His fingers moved slower, just circling her clit like the rim of some thin, fine crystal glass; fragile like a bomb. He knew she was close, and he shoved a finger into her wet cunt.

She moaned desperately, letting her head drop back onto the pillow. She grabbed his arm in an attempt to break the tension mounting inside of her.

“Good girl, my love. Come for me.” he cooed, watching every flick and shudder of her body.

She finally let go, finally let her orgasm through it’s threshold and her back arched into it. She closed her eyes as her body shook and saw only blackness and the static of white stars when she opened them back up again.

He kissed her cheek, over and over, moving his lips just slightly each time so each kiss felt new. He let her regain her breath, then looked in her eyes. “Want to keep going?”

“Of course.”

He grinned, kissing her lips and shifting his body on top of hers.

Eden moaned at the feeling of his body weight on her. She put her arms around him, their skin already tacky as she squeezed his strong figure.

His tongue slid into her mouth and she battled it with her own. She could taste her own sweet saltiness on his tongue, which turned her on even more. She loved that he loved tasting her.

Patrick removed his lips from hers, dragging them down her jawline, then sucking softly on her neck.

She put her hand in his hair, moaning as his lips ravaged her.

He nibbled along her collarbone and peppered her breasts with kisses. He took them in his hands, giving them a tender, proper squeeze before taking her nipple into his mouth.

She gasped, “Baby..”

He moaned on her tit in response, suckling steadily.

She tucked her legs around him, moaning and writhing into the mattress.

He popped off of her nipple, catching her eye contact as he moved to her other breast. He took that nipple in his mouth as well, this time flicking his tongue over it, letting it dance back and forth in a rhythm that sent waves of pleasure down to her aching channel where she needed him most.

“I need you inside me.” she whined.

“Yes, my darling.” He answered, beginning to raise himself up, but she put her hands on his shoulders.

“Wait..” she braced her hips against him, and while pushing his chest at the same time, she rolled them over, earning herself a chuckle from him.

“Yes,” he said, reaching down to place his cock at her entrance, “whatever you desire, you shall have it, my love.”

She sank down on his length, letting out a sigh of contentment as she relaxed her shoulders. Placing her hands on his abdomen, she looked in his eyes. “You mean that?”

“Of course I mean it. Here, in bed, or otherwise. My wife will want for nothing.” he placed his hands on her hips.

Eden started to move, finding a pace that felt the best. “But I’m not your wife yet.”

“Well,” he took a stronger grip on her, helping her fuck him, “we will remedy that soon.”

“I love you, Patrick.”

He sat up, cradling her in his arms as they became face to face. He cupped her cheek in his hand, touching his nose to hers, “I love you too.”

………..

The next morning, they walked hand in hand into the office.

“So, would you like to go out for dinner tonight?” she asked.

“Of course.” He responded. “Anywhere you like is fine with me.” He unlocked the door to the lobby, “I’ll let you get the lights and get settled. Send in the first patient when they get here.”

“Alright, Doctor.” she grinned.

Patrick have her a quick kiss and a pat on her bum before leaving for his exam room.

As she sat down at her desk, the other three ladies made their way in as well.

“I see you accompanied the Doctor to the office this morning.” sang Gladys.

Eden blushed, tucking her hair behind her ear, “Yes, I did. We spent the night together.”

“See? And you weren’t sure where you stood yesterday.” said Lottie, “So what did you do?” she raised her eyebrows at her.

“Well, first he cooked us some dinner.”

“He cooks too?” quipped Eloise.

The ladies all laughed, then Eden went on, “Yes, and we had a drink, then I tried to wash the dishes…but things went differently.” she let her eyes wander onto her blank pad of paper, avoiding their gaze like they were sharks and she was a vulnerable little fish.

“What does that mean?” Lottie implored, leaning over in her chair.

“I’ll just say that we… went to bed rather than finishing the dishes.”

They all oohed and awed at that.

“So what about the dishes?” asked Eloise.

“El, how can you think of the dishes right now, of all things?” scowled Lottie.

Eden giggled, “Oh, he said it’s alright. He has a housekeeper that comes a couple times a week, so they can take care of it.”

“Oh wow, so if you two get married you won’t have to clean? That’s marvelous.” Eloise said.

“It’s no wonder Dr. Sumner can afford it, as busy as we have been these last couple of years. The man has to have money.” Gladys remarked.

“I’d love to see his place. I bet it’s so nice.” Lottie cooed.

“It is nice. But still modest, I think.” Eden said.

“Of course, I’m sure Dr. Sumner has great taste.” Gladys insisted.

“It’ll be nice for you to not have to work, Eden. Being a doctor’s wife will have its perks for sure.” Lottie said.

Each of the girls dispersed into their desks, and the patients started to pile in.

“Mr. Perry, the doctor is ready for you.” Eden said to the first man to enter, as she began pondering over what the girls had said.

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Her body tingled as she felt his fingers on her spine. She moaned against his lips.

“Eden.” he breathed out her name, just barely audible before he moved to her neck, softly nibbling there.

She gasped again when she felt his teeth tickling her throat. She placed her hands on his shoulders, needing to grasp something as an anchor.

Suddenly, the elevator stopped and in the second it took for the doors to open, he parted from her. He wouldn’t allow her to be seen indecently.

Sumner took her hand, leading her out the elevator.

Eden couldn’t take her eyes off of him. So confident, so collected and in control.

……….

He promptly closed the door behind them, and he pulled her close, their hips touching. He rested his forehead on hers. “I have wanted you since the moment I hired you.”

“Doctor Sumner.” she said, her breath taken. Her hands landed on his chest.

“Eden, my Eden. I love you.” he kissed her forehead, “mm. I want to give you the world, if you will let me.”

“Take me, Doctor. I love you too. I cannot see any other man but you.” she was admitting the words to herself for the first time as she said them aloud.

With that, his eyes narrowed in on her mouth. “My lovely.” he said, his voice low just before he took her lips, capturing them in heat, clamping his hand softly on her neck.

She couldn’t take it anymore. The girls were right all along, it was all true, his feelings for her. She felt it too, everything. She needed this man naked, immediately.

She shoved the jacket off his shoulders, making the heavy garment fall to the floor in haste. As she made work of tugging down his suspenders, he in turn removed her jacket.

Their movements grew quicker, their shared breaths heavier, the sound of clothing dropping to the floor filled the air between them.

…….

He climbed to on top of her, the bed creaking softly under them. “You’re so good to me. I wouldn’t remember my own name if it weren’t for you.” He nudged her nose with his own, letting his lips graze over hers.

Eden giggled. “That’s not true. You don’t need me that much.” Sure, he depended on her for a lot but he could get by without her, right?

“No, quite the opposite. You’re amazing.” he kissed her, “Let me show you how much I need you.”

She trembled as his tip met her inner thighs. She bucked her hips toward him. She bit her lip as he pushed himself inside of her, just an inch at first.

Sumner let out a huff, “Tight fit, darling.”

She let out a breath as well, anticipation killing her, “I want you so much, Doctor Sumner.” She squeezed his body with her thighs.

He started to move his hips, working his way inside, feeling the warm, slickness of her. He should have told her to call him by his first name. They were more than intimate now, far beyond any professional setting. But he liked having her call him Doctor. He liked the way it made him feel. With a deep thrust of his hips, he slid his cock in to the hilt.

Eden’s body clenched around him, her toes curling. Her breath hitched with each buck of his hips. The harshness in which his hipbones hit her thighs made her whimper. The thickness of him, buried in her, was pure ecstasy.

He pounded into her without mercy, but the kisses he left on her neck were a contrast, tender and sweet.

She could hear him whimper as well, tucking his face into her chest. Her hands went to his back, and as his pace quickened, she inadvertently dug her nails into his skin.

Sumner put a hand to his mouth, wetting his fingers with his tongue.

Eden knew what he was going to do, and she knew it would be too much. He was a surgeon, dexterous and knowledgeable. She was not ready for what he was about to do to her.

The pads of his fingers gently pressed her clit. His cock bottomed out inside of her.

Her legs stiffened.

Slowly, Sumner rubbed her in a circle, and somehow he grazed over each nerve ending, his fingers deft and attentive. He watched her every gasp, every arch of her back, each time she threw her head to the side.

He rubbed faster, switching to side to side motions, and she nearly forgot how to breathe. Her body twitched and writhed under his touch. All involuntarily movements she had never known before.

Suddenly, she felt everything come to a pinnacle, and she felt blissfully numb all over.

Eden started to come down from her high, but Sumner regained his rhythm, fucking her through it. “Yes, such a good girl for me.” he cooed, “Wanna fill you up.” he leaned down over her, kissing her cheek before resting the side of his head on hers as he rode out his own orgasm.

She didn’t care if he came inside her. She didn’t care if he got her pregnant that night. She was his. Everyone would know soon enough. A big round belly wouldn’t hurt to show that she belonged to him.

“Wanna take care of you. You’re so fucking good.” His hips jolted against her, and with a muffled whisper, she felt his cream coating her from the inside.

She felt warm and full and tingly. They both struggled for breath, but he raised his head and looked in her eyes. “Was it too much?” he asked.

“No, I loved it.” she assured him, kissing his cheek.

He kissed her, moaning contentedly on her lips. He absentmindedly rocked his hips, his cock still in her. “Don’t want you to lose a drop.” he remarked, his words hitting her mouth.

Later on, just as they both drifted off to sleep, he tucked his arms around her. “Mrs. Sumner.” he whispered, his eyes closed.

Eden smiled to herself, nuzzling into her lover’s chest.

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@gatotejadero @b0nney @thebookdragon95

She felt his eyes on her one night as he lay on the bed, his head on the pillow but cocked her direction. She sat at the small table near the window, the lamp on as she fixed his notes.

Patrick shifted on the bed, sitting up with his feet hanging over the side, facing her. “You’re so sexy when you do that.” he said.

“What do you mean?”

“Fixing my mistakes.” he stood up, walking toward her. “Taking care of me, as usual.”

“Not fixing mistakes, it’s just that I know you won’t be able to read your own hand writing tomorrow.” she didn’t look up at him, not yet. She kept her focus on the page and the pencil in her hand.

“Still, you look amazing doing it.” his tone was a whisper now, as if there were others in the room whom he didn’t want to hear. His hands met the flat of the table, and he leaned in to catch her lips with his.

Eden pulled away, giggling, “Dr. Sumner, I’m busy.”

“I’ve not told you to do this, though I greatly appreciate it.” He looked at the papers on the table, “You took it upon yourself to review my notes, so therefore I can stop you at any time.”

With that, he grabbed her by the hips, lifting her from the chair, making her yelp in mock surprise. He threw her over his shoulder for the brief walk over to the bed.

“Patrick, I’m not done with the notes yet!” she cried, truly not upset about being dropped on the bed.

“They can wait.” he leaned down, pecking her lips. He moaned against her mouth, “You have no idea what you do to me.” he whispered, his breath dancing on her lips, and making her body tingle with need.

“Hmm,” she looked down at his trousers, and feeling a little bold, she said, “I think I might have some idea.” She palmed his cock, already half hard although confined by the tweed material.

The doctor trembled lightly at her touch. “Eden.” Her name fell like a promise from his mouth. He took her hand, then the other, pinning her down on the bed as he climbed on top of her.

Eden gasped, and his face was directly above her. “Are you going to fuck me now, Doctor?” She blinked, and smiled innocently.

“I’m going to ravage you.” Patrick answered. His lips were on her hungrier now, and gripping her wrists tighter.

……

It was hours later, they were both weak and panting, covered in sweat. He snuggled her from behind, “You’re causing me to lose sleep. How am I going to teach tomorrow?” he said into her ear.

She smiled, “I did nothing, Doctor. It was you who started it.”

He kissed her neck, groaning into her, “Eden Sumner, you’ll be the death of me.”

His teeth grazed her skin, making her shiver, “I’m not Eden Sumner.” she teased.

“No, not yet. But you will be.”

“I don’t recall you asking, Doctor Sumner.” She turned to look at him.

He stopped his attack on her neck, raising himself up to meet her eyes. “You’re right.” Suddenly, he hopped out of the bed, and she giggled seeing his naked form hurry over to her side of the bed. He kneeled at her side, “Eden, I am absolutely enchanted by you. Would you do me the great honor of becoming my wife? I promise to take care of you and make you happy for the rest of our lives.”

“Patrick, yes.” she didn’t hesitate. She saw their future together and saw nothing but bliss, just as these past few days had been. She saw babies with his blue eyes and hair as red as the hair on his chin. She leaped forward, wrapping her arms around him.

He caught her, squeezing her body, kissing her shoulder. “I’m sorry I do not have a ring yet.”

“It’s alright. It’s happened so quickly.” she ran her fingers through his hair. “You may yet forgo this decision.” she joked.

“No. Never.” he placed his hand on the back of her head, kissing her firmly.

……..

Their time away came to a close, and back to reality they were forced to go.

Eden decided to be silent as she came back into the office. She knew the girls would be chomping at the bit for news of how her excursion with Dr. Sumner went. But it couldn’t hurt to tease them a little. She never liked to admit she was wrong. Not even in this case where her life was infinitely changed for the better.

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@gatotejadero @b0nney @thebookdragon95

“Well, that’s what it ought to be, miss!” Gladys had risen from her chair and rushed to Eden’s side with excitement. “Oh I just knew he liked you! We both knew, didn’t we Lottie?”

“Mm-hmm. Now it’s just confirmed. He wants you to go on a work trip with him? Just the two of you? He’s in love.” cooed Lottie.

“Oh, you two are ridiculous.” Eden sighed, “It’s a work trip, just as you said, Lot. There’s nothing romantic about it.”

“I agree.” chirped the new voice, Eloise. “But wouldn’t it be so romantic if something did happen between the two of you?”

“See?” Gladys cooed, “She’s worked here only a day and even she can see it. There’s something there, Eden. You’re going to have a doctor for a husband.” She clapped her hands happily before returning to her desk.

“Be sure to pack your prettiest clothes.” added Eloise.

“And naughty lingerie.” Lottie said.

“Lottie, you Devil!” Gladys mocked a gasp and she and Eloise both laughed.

And another one bites the dust.

…….

Eden packed her bag for the week long stay, pondering over what the girls had said. Should she pack lingerie? Did she even own lingerie? Would Doctor Sumner want to see her wearing it?

She shook her head. No, of course not. He was her boss, this was a work related affair, and he did not think of her in that way.

She continued on filling her suitcase, making sure to have plenty of everything. Her mind began to wonder; what were these days alone with Patrick Sumner going to be like? Would he be different when it was just the two of them? Would he truly make a pass at her?

The day before they were to leave for the trip, Eden went lingerie shopping.

……

It was a four hour train ride. She sat next to Dr. Sumner as if anticipating something. Like somehow all the girls’ talking had made it true.

But nothing happened. Not really. He seemed really tired. He had his eyes closed on the crowded, quiet ride. At some point, without him even noticing, without Eden even expecting, Sumner had nodded off; his head dropped onto her shoulder, which proved to be comfortable because he stayed there long enough for her upper arm to grow numb under the weight. But she didn’t mind at all.

Once they arrived in the city, he insisted on carrying her suitcase to the hotel. They did not say much along the way, nor while checking in.

But as they walked into their shared room, Eden started to feel nervous, but in a good way. Maybe he did like her, maybe his feelings had been simmering for a while now, and they were to be unearthed, finally.

“Oh, I must have forgotten to tell them separate beds.” Dr. Sumner said, noting the one Queen bed. “I’ll go and request a different room.”

She stopped him before he get to the door, “Wait, Doctor, um…”

Patrick turned and looked at her, the corners of his lips threatening to turn up, “Yes?”

“I don’t mind sharing, if you don’t. We need not trouble the staff.” Eden insisted. The thought of sleeping next to him was exciting to her, she had to admit it to herself.

“You’re quite sure?”

“Yes, I’m sure. I trust you, sir.”

He smiled, “Alright then.” He shut the door behind them, and set down their bags, “Well, let us get settled,” he started to removed his jacket, “and then I’ve got a meeting this afternoon. You’ll be free to do as you please this evening.”

“Sounds good.” Eden took off her jacket. “I think I’ll take a nap.” she giggled, hoping she wasn’t talking too much.

“Ah, yes, I think only one of us got some shut eye on that train ride.” he smirked, “I’ll unpack and leave you to it.”

………

Eden sat on the bed, and Patrick was getting ready to leave.

“Eden, would you like to have dinner with me tonight?”

The way he asked her sounded like they were more than just coworkers traveling together. It felt like they could be something more.

“Yes.” she answered.

She swore she saw him blush, and he said, “There’s a pub down the street from here. We’ll go when I get back.”

“Alright, goodbye Doctor Sumner.”

Eden felt so formal, calling him Doctor, considering all of the improper things she was thinking about doing with him. She hoped he was feeling the same things. She began to realize that maybe she wanted him, just as the girls at work speculated the way he wanted her. She could almost feel that it was true.

…….

That night after dinner, as they walked the street beside each other, she could feel him getting closer. The chill of the autumnal night could not keep the warmth of his body away from hers.

She felt like she was his, and he was hers. Like they were just like any other couple who had just shared a hot meal on cool night and the wife had her doctor husband pull out her chair for her and pay the check.

Then, about a block or two from the hotel, Sumner put his hand on the small of her back. She felt it, even through the thickness of her coat.

Eden didn’t exactly know what cloud 9 felt like, but she was beginning to believe this was it.

He took her hand in the hotel lobby, her cold fingers melted against his hand. He led her into the elevator, and suddenly, he pulled her close.

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@gatoenlaciudad

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After watching him for a moment, you knocked on the open door to get his attention. He looked up and you gave him a smile. “Ready to go to dinner?”

Patrick’s brow relaxed, “Yes. I’m sorry I didn’t hear you come in, just…looking over things, you know.”

“I know.” you answered, walking over to him as he sat at the desk. You put your hands on his shoulders, feeling the tension there. “But the work day is over.” You rubbed his shoulders slowly, and felt him exhale and rest into your touch.

“Aye, my love.” He took one of your hands, kissing the top of it. “Let’s get out of here, yeah?”

……

After dinner, you swiped the check away before he could grab it. “You were too slow, Doctor, looks like dinner is on me.” You smirked at him.

“Eden, you’re not paying. I won’t allow it.” he said firmly, reaching for the bill in your hand.

“I can pay for dinner once in a while, Patrick.” you insisted.

“I know you can, but you aren’t going to.” He argued, keeping that same tone. “Besides, I’m the one that pays you anyway.”

You were taken aback, “Well, that doesn’t matter. It’s still my money. I work for it.”

“I know you do, but technically isn’t it our money if it comes from the same place?” he grinned.

You just looked at him, severely disappointed in what he was saying. You felt heat and anger rise within your body. “So you think you’re entitled to my money?”

“I can take that check if you’re ready.” said your waiter, neither you nor Patrick noticed him when he returned to your table.

“Give us a moment, will you?” Patrick said to the young man.

The waiter sighed, but gave a smile and said, “Of course. Take your time.”

He walked off and Patrick looked at you, “That’s not what I meant.”

“Then what did you mean, Patrick?” you glared at him.

“All I meant was, if our paychecks come from the same place, I might as well pay for things, as I make more money.”

You held the dinner bill in your hand, “Of course you do, you’re a doctor. And a man.” You opened your wallet, counting the appropriate amount of cash to cover the meal and the tip for your waiter.

Patrick sighed, “I wish you would let me take care of this, as it’s a man’s role in a relationship to pay for things.”

“And what is a woman’s role? To be owned?” You slapped the payment onto the table for the waiter to pick up. You stood from your chair.

“Eden, darling,” he began.

“No, no, I’ve heard enough. Goodnight, Doctor Sumner.” You picked up her coat, not even bothering to put it on before you stormed out.

“Eden, wait.” Patrick tried again to stop her, but he knew the damage was done and that he had really upset her. He figured it would be best to leave her be for the evening.

…….

•Patrick’s pov•

The next morning, I felt like shit coming into work. I didn’t sleep at all; I couldn’t stop thinking about Eden and how I probably fucked everything up. The more I thought about our conversation after dinner, the more I realized what an ass I had been. She must have felt so belittled, which was not at all what intended. I wasn’t even sure what I had intended. It was all a stupid mistake. I should have just stopped talking, but my damn pride wouldn’t have allowed her to pay for the meal. My words only got worse from there.

My head hurts. I saw my reflection in the mirror this morning, and I looked absolutely miserable with red eyes and tired bags under them. It felt like an eternity since I had slept in the bed without Eden next to me and it felt so unnatural. I never knew a bed could feel so empty.

It was her warmth, the feel of her body next to me, and the knowing that I would wake up to her beautiful face and sweet kiss in the morning that kept me secure and sane. Having to be without her last night left a dull ache in my chest.

I wondered if she missed me as much as I missed her. I felt horrible and I wanted to mend things. I only hoped this could be our first fight, and not the end of us.

My heart warmed instantly when I saw her at her desk, alongside the other secretaries. She was practically glowing. She was in her element, taking care of everything in the office, making phone calls, scheduling appointments, meetings, fixing my mistakes, interacting with patients. My entire medical practice would collapse if not for her.

God, I love her.

“Good morning.” I announced my presence to the ladies and they greeted me as well. I stopped in front of Eden’s station, “You can send in the first patient whenever they get here, Eden. Thank you.”

“Of course, Doctor.” she answered plainly.

As I walked back to my exam room, I knew I had to do something to win her back. Something romantic. Something truly grand to show her how I feel, to show her how proud I am to call her mine. I would never do or say anything to demean her again. She was everything to me.

That evening I visited the finest jewelry store that I knew of.

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She wasn’t particularly thrilled by his presence, but she was flattered by his token of affection in the form of florals.

Patrick noticed the color in her cheeks and the half smile she gave, and his heart did a flip.

“Yes.” she answered, accepting the bouquet.

“Wonderful.” he gave her a nod with a charming smile.

………

Patrick closed up the office as early as he could, and met Eden in the lobby.

“Oh, you’re done early tonight.” she said when she saw him.

“I just wanted to spend time with you.”

She gave him a soft smile.

“I’ve also got a surprise for you.” he held his arm out to her and she tucked her hand onto his elbow.

“Really? You don’t seem like the surprise type, Doctor Sumner.” she smirked.

“You have the power to bring that out of me.”

She hummed a contented sigh, letting him lead her out of the office.

“I just want you to know I’m sorry for the things I said, and that I really love you, Eden.” He stopped once they were outside the door and he turned to her, “And I want to be with you. Always.”

“I love you too, Patrick. After not being together these last few days, it’s made me realize how much I enjoy being near you, and not just at work.” Eden smiled.

“So you’re not mad at me anymore?” He asked, his brows raised.

“No, but there’s always a chance for that in the future.” she giggled, take his hand, intertwining their fingers together.

Patrick grinned and leaned in to kiss her, but they heard the clicking of horse hooves.

She turned and saw a white, horse-drawn carriage, with beautiful wooden wheels and ribbons hanging along the sides. The horses were well-groomed and calm, the young man holding their reins tipped his hat to the couple.

“Patrick, you did this?” she asked, her breath taken away.

“Yes, this is our ride for the evening. I thought we could explore the city.”

“Oh that’s sweet, but it much have cost a fortune.” she hesitated.

“No, now don’t you worry about that.” he placed his hand on top of hers.

“I guess I’ll just have to get used to you spoiling me.” she shrugged, looking at the horses in awe.

“Oh, yes, definitely my love. It’s everything you deserve and more.” Patrick responded, letting her climb in first.

……..

They rode through the city, cuddling close to preserve some heat on the slightly chilly night. It was so beautiful and clear, they could see every star in the sky high above the buildings. Their town was lit up with streetlights, apartment windows, and businesses with string lights highlighting their storefronts.

They didn’t say much, just enjoying the sights, the company of one another and the surprisingly relaxing rhythm of the horses clomping.

Once back to Patrick’s home, they couldn’t keep their hands off of each other. She was happy with his apology and captivated by the carriage ride. She was intrigued by the possibilities of other romantic gestures he may come up with over the course of their lives.

He could hardly get the door shut behind him before she slammed against him, her hands in his hair and her mouth chasing his. Patrick in turn slid one hand behind her neck and the other held her waist.

He shoved off both of their coats and lifted her up in his arms. He carried her to the couch, where he carefully placed her and she pulled him on top of her.

Eden moaned when their bodies collided, her need for him growing by the second. She pulled on the buttons of his shirt until they were all undone.

Patrick got rid of his shirt, then moved on to his trousers, all while kissing her.

“I want you so bad, my lover.” she cooed under him, making his hands tremble in their feat. He was a surgeon, nothing could make him tremble. Nothing other than Eden.

Patrick’s cock sprung out from the confines of his trousers once his zipper was down. His arms on either side of her, the look in her eyes said that she was delighted to be trapped by him. “You want it, here, now?” he asked.

“Yes, just leave my skirt on.” she answered, out of breath and in between kisses as she held his face. Her fingers rubbed his thick red stubble, which she loved.

He quickly removed her knickers, and his always dexterous fingers grazed her clit.

Eden sighed, knowing she was about to be taken care of in the best way imaginable.

With his other hand, Patrick guided his cock to her sensitive, wet opening.

She planted her hands on his hips, and along with her legs around him, she pulled him towards her and his cock slid in.

He couldn’t help but chuckle at her. But fuck, he was thrilled to be inside of her again. There was a point days ago when he thought he’d never get to be with her in this way. She was so wet, he was able to slide all the way in, bottoming out.

He started pumping his hips, and replaced his fingers at her clit, keeping time with both activities.

........

"You want to go on top, my darling?" he cooed, cupping her cheek as he looked down at her.

"Yes." she answered instantly.

"You sure? You don't have to, if it's too much."

"No Patrick, lay down." she demanded.

Somewhat dumbfounded, but finding himself even deeper under her spell, he did as she told him. They switched positions and she straddled his waist, carefully holding his member to place him inside her.

She shuddered at the feeling of his cock filling her from this angle. The drag along her slick walls and the fit of him was somehow very different. But she took a moment to adjust, and Patrick was very patient, moving with her and rubbing her hips.

She anchored her hands to his shoulders and quickly found a rhythm to ride him to. Her hips worked his cock, and her breasts sat jostling near his face.

Patrick slid his hands up her back, her skin soft but hot and beading with sweat, just like his own. "Yes, baby, make love to me. You feel so good." He moved his hands to her front, gently molding his hands to her plush breasts, his fingers caressing over her nipples.

She whimpered and her movements became wilder; her nails dug into his chest.

"Mark me up if you want to, my beloved. It would be a blessing." Patrick panted underneath her, barely able to keep his hands on her feral hips.

..........

Eden was sweaty and breathless when he shocked her by pulling his cock out and forcing her to roll over on the couch. She braced herself on the cushion as Patrick entered her from behind.

He pushed down gently on her back, making her arch and he could slip in deeper.

She moaned as Patrick gripped her hips and pumped into her hard and fast. The sound of wet skin slapping skin filling the air along with their breathy pants, Eden held onto the couch cushions with everything she had.

"Ah, my darling, I'm close. Shall I release inside you?"

"No, no, love, let us wait until we are married to have a baby."

"Alright." he leaned over, wrapping an arm around her waist and pulling her into his chest. He held her face and kissed her, his hips moving slowly and broken.

"Do it in my mouth." she said, shifting around to kneel infront of him.

Patrick was taken aback, "Really?"

"Lottie said she likes it." she insisted, "I want to try it."

He couldn't even try to suggest otherwise; he was almost coming at the sight of her on her knees on the couch. All he could do was give her a nod before he held the back of her head as she stuck her tongue out and he stroked his cock. It was only a brief moment before he sprayed his cum in her mouth, with strings covering her face as well.

..........

They rested awhile afterwards, and Patrick offered to make her some dinner, to which she declined, saying she only needed some tea and sleep.

He cleaned her up with a warm, damp washcloth and carried her to his bedroom.

Eden got settled into the cozy bed with the covers up to her shoulders and her arm bent comfortably under her head.

He looked at her, in awe of her and at how much he loved her. He never expected to meet someone like her, someone who could see him, and still accept him despite his flaws.

She didn't know about his past, everything he went through during the war and the trauma he endured in the north water. She didn't know the horrible things he'd done. But he was confident that she would eventually come to understand why he did those things. He wanted to grow with her, and he knew she could help him become a better person, not just a surgeon. Eden had made him feel human again.

"Darling." he said to her, softly as he kneeled down beside her side of the bed.

Eden stirred, groaning, "What is it, Patrick? I'm tired."

He chuckled lightly, "I know you are. So, I will make this quick. Look at me, my dear, please."

"Alright." she said, sitting up a little and giving him her full attention.

He took a deep breath, nerves starting to swirl inside of him, but he was able to present her with a small jewelry box.

She gasped, covering her mouth with her hand as she realized what was happening.

"Eden, I love you, and I want to spend the rest of my days with you. Will you marry me?"

"Of course I will." she answered, not skipping a beat.

Patrick smiled, opening up the jewelry box to revealing and sparkling and rather large diamond ring.

"Oh Patrick, you shouldn't have." she said, her hand on her chest in a weak attempt to calm her hammering heart.

"Yes, I should have." he took the ring, held her hand and slid it onto her third finger. "You deserve the world, my love, and I'm going to try my damn hardest to give it to you."

"I love you." she breathed out, throwing her arms around his neck, squeezing with whatever strength she had left after their love making session.

He held her just as tightly, "My fiance."

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