Dr. Mitchell: Chapter 30

It had been a week since I broke the news to Ash. Yesterday, with the media following me in full attack mode, I went to the diagnostic center to have the DNA tests conducted. The idea of these test results coming back anywhere from two to four weeks was enough to drive me insane, but I wasn’t going to do the test anywhere else, and definitely not where she wanted them done. This place was known for its accuracy, so I’d wait for their usual time.

The woman hadn’t contacted Ashley since she bailed out at that party in San Francisco, yet she had no issue walking into my office and lying to my face, stating they were childhood best friends. And she waited five goddamn months to tell me? Transferring onto my surgical team because she believed that fucking insane idea would make it easier to break the news to me? Who does any of those things?

I was a male-whore prick when I had sex with the woman, that I already knew, but I wasn’t a goddamn idiot. This whole thing would make me look like the biggest dick in the history of asshole baby daddies because I wasn’t accepting this as one would imagine.

Along with questioning this woman’s claim, I had to face her again after ensuring she’d be at the diagnostic center when we both were tested. I was certifying there would be no confusion as to who the father of this child was. I was not letting the pregnant woman out of my sight for something crucial to my life—the results of this test. I didn’t trust her, and the media—

who’d taken more of an interest in this shit than anything else in my life—was a reminder as to why.

Outside of the media storm, I was grateful that the hospital hadn’t exploded with rumors regarding what was going on. I believe I owed that shit to Jim and the lawyers. I had enough distractions in my life, and Saint John’s didn’t need to be turned into some hospital where the staff fed off of bullshit gossip about the Chief of Cardiology’s life. These men and women were professionals, though, and I saw that more now than ever. I appreciated their care of maintaining a professional environment at the hospital more than I could express.

To add another conspiracy layer to all of this shit, after Ash tried calling Liz’s number, the person on the other end of the line had no idea who Ash was. Ash had to triple-check to make sure she was calling the correct number to the high school friend she’d met up with in San Francisco, and the texts were there and associated with the number. However, the old man on the other end of the line had no idea who Ash was.

I had to get this shit out of my system. It was finally Friday, and I’d accepted Ash’s offer to get the fuck out of town and away from the chaos that followed me everywhere. Ash was right; I needed a break from it all, and I wouldn’t find that reprieve anywhere except for out of town with the woman I loved.

We were heading up to Santa Clarita with her dad, Carmen, Clay, and Joe to allow this family their final farewells to Ash’s mom. Watching Ash in her moment of healing and moving forward would serve to get my mind off of this shit and only on her.

I rolled up to the house at ten in the evening. Ash had the door open and rushed me quietly in. “I have a surprise for you,” she said with the smile that always eased my nerves. “You have to be quiet, though.”

I dropped my overnight bag and work bag over by the sofa and let her drag me through the house and out to the backyard. I glanced around the pitch-black area and pulled her into my side, waiting for the lights to flash on and everyone scream surprise or something.

“What am I looking at?” I asked.

“Look up,” she said softly.

I did and was shocked to see brilliant stars sprinkled throughout the black sky. “What the hell did you do, call the city and have them turn off the street lights?” I asked, kissing her temple, shocked I was in a residential backyard and seeing stars as if we were in the mountains.

“No,” she laughed. “They are changing them out, so tonight they killed the power.”

“How’d I miss that?” I asked. “I swear to God I’m walking like a zombie through life these days.”

“Well, you do have a car that stays lit up until five minutes after you hit the lock button.” She laughed. “That must’ve been the light that kept your mind off of seeing the dark streets tonight. Come here,” she said, my eyes adjusting some to the dark backyard. “I laid out a blanket for us to get lost in the beauty of the starry sky.”

We both laid down on our backs, Ash softly squealing when she saw a shooting star stream its light across the bluish-black sky. “It’s almost as beautiful as being out on the open sea,” I said as she rested her head on my chest and curled up around me.

“Almost,” she said. “I have food if you’re hungry. I forgot to heat-up a plate. I was too excited to show you this anomaly.”

“I ate lunch late today, so I’m good,” I said.

Unexpectedly, she ran her hand over my cock. “Are you good, Dr. Mitchell?” she questioned.

Aside from the fact that Ash had better not be playing with me or my sanity, she and I hadn’t had sex since before this shit went down. Oddly enough, it was the farthest thing from my mind. Ash had been working late all week, and even when we were alone, my mind was a cluster fuck of bullshit concern and worry.

My dick instantly hardened and ached for her the moment she ran her hands over it. “Ash, unless you want me all over you, it’s probably not the best idea to torment me like this.”

“On the contrary,” she said, straddling my legs and unzipping my pants. “I’m going to be all over you.”

I softly moaned, and any care I held moments ago was gone.

“It’s been too long,” she whispered. “No one can see us.” She freed my hard dick and began smoothing her hands up and down my shaft. “Lose yourself in the beauty of the sky while I take care of the rest.”

Goddamn, how was I supposed to look at the stars? Every time she eased her hands up and down my cock, my eyes rolled back with the sensations that I hadn’t felt in far too long. My balls tightened, my cock already dripping, and her tongue indulged in the precum that was seeping from it.

As much as I loved her lips around my cock, I wanted to be inside her. I reached down to where she sat, massaging my cock, and ran my hands up the skirt she wore. “You’re not wearing—” I groaned when I felt her warm and wet pussy.

“No, I’m not wearing anything. I want you, Jake. I miss you.”

I swallowed hard, my heart racing with transformed energy of needing this as bad as the need I heard in her voice. She moved back, my hands losing her warm pussy, but the entire situation replaced with her lips and tongue working my cock over. I always teased her for being the loud one, but tonight, I was the one trying to stifle my groans of ecstasy. My cock was throbbing and aching for more, prompting me to grip her hair, rolling onto my side.

“Fuck,” I said in a restrained voice. “I need more, baby.”

Her lips released my cock and found my parched lips. Her hand continued to stroke me fast while my urgency in her tasteful kiss was hard and aggressive. I relished in her soft moans against my tongue and lips, my hands slipping under her dress again.

I slid my fingers into her pussy. “Fucking hell, you are so tight,” I whispered against her throat.

“Fuck me, baby,” she said, her voice catching when my fingers found her G-spot.

“Come first, angel,” I nipped at her neck. “I won’t last a second inside you.”

I massaged my fingers over her spot and used my thumb to work her clit in circles. My cock was slick with the precum that was dripping out as she pumped it fast to match her breathing and soft moans. We were acting like sex-crazed teens, needing to fuck in her dad’s backyard, and I didn’t give a shit.

Her hands left my cock as she whimpered and dug her fingernails into my back. Her hips jolted into my hand, and I could have sworn I was about to come right then and there. Her lips were at my ear, her hands gripping my head now.

“I’m coming, baby,” she said.

I felt her pussy pulsating and clenching hard on my fingers. We both needed this release desperately. She brought her leg up over my side as I intently focused on my fingers, ensuring she followed through with this intense orgasm. She was beyond sexy in this state.

“That’s it, angel. Ride my hand, baby,” I encouraged her.

“I can’t stop coming…” she trailed off. “I need to feel you inside me, Jake.” Her voice cracked with need that I wouldn’t dare turn away.

I rolled her onto her back and thrust my hard cock deep inside her. As soon as she went to call out, I instinctively covered her mouth with my hand. I brought my lips to her ears. “As bad as I need to hear you scream my name, you gotta keep it down, baby.”

Both of us chuckled at the close call, but I found my rhythm in her tight pussy, using her juices to help me smoothly guide myself in and out of her. I pulled the top of her low-cut dress down and found her hard nipple with my mouth. This was paradise. I pumped in and out while massaging her nipples and breasts with my tongue and mouth. I wanted to taste her pussy, but we were pushing it already.

Her tight pussy clenched hard down on my cock while she whined softly. “I’m close, Jake.”

“I’m coming with you,” I stated, then I licked the nipple of her other breast, and that sent us over the edge together.

I buried my cock deep into her, covering her mouth again, knowing she loved being fucked deeply, but also knowing how she audibly reacted to it. My entire body was covered with goosebumps while I shivered through this jolt of electricity, sending my cum deep inside her. As our actions led us both over the edge into ecstasy together, we both slowed in lucid motions, coming off the strongest orgasm I’d felt in far too long. I gently pumped my softening cock in and out of her tight pussy, relishing in the part when my cock was most sensitive.

“God, you’re so perfect,” I said, kissing her lips, her neck, and her breasts again.

Ash was breathing heavily, her legs slack like they always were when she took me deep, and her hands massaged over my ass. “I’ve missed this more than you, I think,” she teased as we became more coherent and pulled out of our craving state of mind that took over both of us like a violent storm.

I thrust myself deep and took her face into my hands. “I can never lose you,” I said, our eyes meeting.

She crossed her legs around my lower back. “You won’t,” she promised. “Now, you’ve had it all.” She pressed her lips to mine. “You’ve won the battle and have fucked me in my backyard.”

“Now, to fuck you in my car.”

“You’re too much. Did you enjoy your partial blow job while seeing the stars?” she asked.

I rolled off of her, pulling up and zipping my suit pants. “I saw stars, but not the ones in the sky.”

“I wanted you to experience that.”

“Well, so long as we get to sleep before midnight, Cinderella, perhaps that wish will come true.”

“You’re sleeping on the couch, by the way.” She softly giggled.

“The couch?” I questioned.

“Yeah, Dad’s rules about your sleeping over.”

I pulled her in close. “Your laugh, your body, all of you,” I ran my hands over her hair, “You’re perfect, Ash. I love you so much. I don’t deserve any of this.”

She sat up, leaving me to lie on my back. She placed her finger over my lips. “We already discussed you not talking like this anymore. I already had my breakdown over all of this for you and for me. I’m not letting it ruin us.”

“And if she ruins me?” I questioned her.

“How? Losing your job? Losing the media following your ass around everywhere?”

“She can take a lot of my shit if she finds avenues to.”

“Then let her,” Ash responded. “Let her take everything.” She kissed my lips. “You’ll be the one who will have to accept whether or not you want to drive an off-colored Honda Accord or not.”

I laughed. “I’d give it all away. The only thing I can’t lose is you.”

“Well, it’s settled then. Let’s stop talking about it. It works you up, and I’m not going anywhere. If this kid is yours and you’re still willing to keep me in your life while helping to raise that woman’s kid, then I guess the child will be blessed with an amazing dad and two moms—who hate each other, of course,” she finished with a laugh.

“You are truly the best woman alive,” I said with sincerity in my voice. “I would have probably found a monster wave to go surf and die in the waters by now.”

“Nice, drama-king,” she said, kissing my chin.

“Hey, about that car of yours.”

“What about it?” she asked.

“What do you think about pulling mine into the garage for the weekend and taking your car?”

“That’s actually a good idea. I’ve noticed the media is in a frenzy lately.”

“That bitch went to them a few days ago. I’m shocked she hasn’t shown up here yet.”

“Yeah, Dad and I were talking about that too.”

“I can’t believe he’s letting me off the hook with this.”

“You heard my dad earlier,” she said, lying on her back as we both looked up at the stars. “He gets it. I guess it’s dude talk for guys just being horny dumbasses before finding the right one.”

“Your dad kills me sometimes.” I started playing with her hair. “And Carmen.”

Ash laughed. “Carmen thinks Liz is a piece of trash who belongs on one of those court shows we watched in your waiting room.”

I laughed. “I hate those damn shows. I don’t know why Sandy puts that shit on for my heart patients.”

“She’s smart. It keeps your mind off the clock while you wait.”

“True. I’d request to change the channel if it were me.”

“But it’s not you, and unless you get complaints, it’s better to have that on instead of the news these days.”

“That’s for damn sure.” I propped myself up on my elbow and ran my fingertips over her collar bones. “Are you sure you’re ready to do this tomorrow? Do you have a minister or anything planned for the internment?”

“No.” She smiled. “We’re all just going to say something special.”

“I’m honored you have me along for this.”

She intertwined her fingers with mine. “You helped me reach this stage in my life. It was you who helped me see it all and start living again. I couldn’t imagine doing this without you there.”

I kissed the back of the hand I held and lost myself in the stars above us. This would be a good weekend with my Ash, and in the process of not being stuck in grief, I was already feeling the liberation from the nightmare that struck last week. I couldn’t get caught up in it all. Like the angel that I knew her to be, Ash had already helped to resuscitate the Jake I was before this crisis entered my life.