Danica Rose Millers has gone through hell on earth. She starts her internship at Seattle Grace Hospital and meets people who will change her life forever. She loves and loses and loves some more. Find out more on I've Loved and I've Lost.
"To get my phone," I kiss his cheek and then head upstairs. I then hear voices from Lexie's room. I knock on the door. "Lex you okay?" I hear a thud so I quickly open the door to see a shirtless Mark. "Uh, well hi," I chuckle. "You two are in so much trouble," I laugh.
"Don't tell anybody," Mark demands.
I put my hands up in surrender. "Okay, okay," I mutter. "You know mom's coming to Seattle right?" I ask.
"Yes I know," Mark groans. "I am dead,"
"So dead," I laugh. I close the door and head back downstairs but not before grabbing my phone. I sit back down beside George, leaning my head against him. I put my lips by his ear. "How tired are you?"
"Why?" He asks. I bite his ear lightly and I think he gets the memo. "Night guys,"
"What do you mean night guys? Where are you going?" Meredith asks.
"Probably gonna bump uglies," Alex jokes, taking a sip of his beer.
"Haha so funny," I roll my eyes. "Mer you'll be fine. Mom is great,"
"Don't leave me, you know more about her than anyone,"
"Mer, I love you. But I want to go have sex with my boyfriend," I then grab George's hand and run upstairs before Meredith can object.
We get up to my room and as soon as the door closes, George pushes me up against it. He presses his lips against mine as his hands grasp my hips. I wrap my arms around his neck, my fingers tugging at his hair. He grinds his hips into mine, eliciting a moan from my lips. He pulls away before quickly muttering jump. I jump slightly and his hands hold the back of my thighs as my legs wrap around his waist.
He kisses along my jaw and down my neck as I lean my head against the door. My hands grip his shoulders as he bites down lightly on my collarbone. I grind my hips against him as I tug on his shirt. He grounds his hips against mine, so I don't slide down the door as he lifts off his shirt and chucks it somewhere. His hands then pull my shirt over my head. He places his lips back on mine before carrying me to the bed. He places me down gently before hovering over me. I slip my pants down my thighs and George pulls them down the rest of the way.
His hands reach around my back and unclasps my bra before tossing it somewhere. He places his lips on mine once again. He begins kissing along my jaw then down my neck, towards my breasts. He takes one of my nipples into his mouth and his other hand massages and toys with the other. My hands tangle in his hair as I arch my back slightly. He then continues kissing down my stomach. While maintaining eye contact, George pulls down my underwear using his teeth, smirking up at me while doing so. I lean my head back, squeezing my eyes shut. "George you're such a tease," I grumble.
He chuckles lightly as he pulls my underwear off, chucking it over his shoulder before pressing kisses up my thighs, biting lightly as he goes. I squirm under him as I feel his breath against my core. He holds my thighs down as he licks a stripe between my folds. I let out a shaky breath as my hands clutch the sheets. He continues to tease me, adding two fingers as well, pumping in and out of me at a irritatingly slow pace. I feel the knot in my stomach continuing to build. I begin to squirm slightly. "George," I whine quietly. I should've kept my mouth shut.
He pulls away, his tongue jutting out to lick his lips. He smiles as he crawls up to be eye level with me. "You're a tease," I say breathlessly. He smiles as he kisses my lips, tugging on my bottom lip. With a quick twist, I flip us over so I'm on top. "Enough messing around," I whisper beside his ear. I sit up on my knees and pull down his shorts and boxers at the same time. I toss them onto the floor. I stroke his dick a couple times before lining myself up and slowly sinking down.
I throw my head back as I feel him fill me up. I grip his shoulders as I slowly rock back and forth. His hands hold my hips, guiding me lightly as quiet pants leave his lips. I slowly begin getting faster, eventually bouncing up and down. "Fuck," George groans. I lean forward slightly and he bucks his hips causing me to let out a louder moan. Without warning, George flips us back over. He begins pounding into me, one hand beside my head and the other holding the headboard. My legs wrap around his waist as my eyes roll back in my head. The knot in my stomach returns as I dig my nails into his shoulder lightly.
"George, I'm gonna-"
"I know," He groans, his head resting against my shoulder. I moan loudly as my orgasm unravels. He does a couple more thrusts before cumming hard. He thrusts a couple more times before pulling out and flopping beside me. We both lay there panting before I turn over and look at him. I kiss his lips lightly.
"Love you,"
"Love you," He smiles, pecking my lips once more. I pull the blankets over the both of us and turn around. George wraps his arm me as we both fall asleep.
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Danica's POV
"Mama!" I squeal as I run towards Derek's mom. I give her a huge hug. "I've missed you so much,"
"I've missed you too Sweetheart. Step back, let me look at you," She holds me at arm length as she looks over me. "Gorgeous, just gorgeous,"
"Babe," I turn around to see George. "Oh you must be busy," He says as he looks nervous.
"Oh no not at all," Miss Shepherd says as she walks over to George. She puts her hands on his face and looks over him. "Oh he's cute,"
"I know right," I joke. "Well, we gotta go but see you on my break mom," I kiss her cheek and walk off with George.
"She likes me," George chuckles.
"Yes she does," He smiles and gives me a quick kiss on my cheek. We then both split up and continued working. Pretty soon our lunch break hits.
I sit beside George, with Izzie and Cristina. "I know how to go on a date," Cristina says as I sit down.
"Date? With who?" I ask.
"Owen," Izzie states.
"Oh cool," Not really, I don't like Owen but it's not my date.
"Why is Meredith eating pot roast?" George asks. My eyes pan over to Derek, Mom and Meredith.
"It's a show lunch. For the mommy," Cristina states. I chuckle.
"She is drowning," I laugh to myself.
"She's freaking out. That ponytail? It's gonna blow," Cristina adds.
"Well help her," Izzie scolds.
"I can't. I grew up with Mom, I don't know how to meet her for the first time," I laugh.
Sorry for the short chapter, it was more of a filler.
