Gold Rush

Medical: Part 3

'Hey... ya ok?'

A familiar voice.

Darkness.
Sophie's eyes remained clamped closed.

Two firm, large hands gripped her shoulders, stopping her from falling forwards.

Breathe. Breathe. Breathe.
Her body took over, making her take deep, gasping breaths, gulping in all the oxygen she physically could. All whilst concentrating on the feeling of her lungs expanding and slowly pushing air out of her pursed lips. She was regaining control.

Sophie hadn't had an episode like this in a while, but she needed his face to be gone. Eyes still firmly closed she held her arms out and placed her palms faced down on the nearest stable base.

Breathing in. Breathing out.
Breathe in the goodness.
Blow the badness away.

'Ya worryin me now, shall I go find someone?'

No.
She didn't want that.
Slowly, her eyes peeled open and she was faced with Jack. Thank god. Exhale.
Genuine concern contorted his sweet face, brows furrowed and bambi wide eyed.

'It's ok.. I'm okay.. you need to go Jack, I'll finish up tomorrow'

'Ya think I'm going anywhere?'

They both remained on the clinic bed, he removed his hands from her shoulders and embraced her into his firm core, Sophie let herself be engulfed by those strong arms. She pulled her legs up and her body naturally curled into the fetal position in-between Jack's legs.

He held her tight and close, resting her on his slightly hairy chest, which was still exposed from the scan. She was calming down, he could feel her breathing regulate, it scared him but he understood. It had happened a hundred times to him - not that he'd let anyone else see.

They both remained in the same position for a good 20 minutes. His chest now slightly tacky against her cheek, Sophie could listen to his perfect heart beating all day. This was true comfort and this feeling was something she'd not experienced in a long time.

'Do ya have them a lot Soph? ... Panic attacks' his deep voice vibrated through his chest.

'Only in the past couple of years, but I can usually control them whilst I'm distracted, like at work...' She said, looking up at him 'I'm sorry - this should never have happened.. and not to mention it being so unprofessional'

Jack didn't ask what brought it on, she appreciated this.

His chest hummed and rattled at his voice escaping, 'Na don't be daft, I've had 'em before, when you're in the middle of one, you just can't control it'. Sophie didn't respond, instead she rested her head back down on his warm chest. He delicately stroked his fingers along her arm and nuzzled his nose into the crown of her head, she felt a light kiss on her hair.

Those butterflies in the pit of her stomach began awakening... although today they felt more like erratic bats.
Sophie lifted her head and sat herself up so her head was level with his. He had a look in his eyes that was unreadable again, still concerned but twinkling, always twinkling.

How is it possible to go from intense panic to ready to jump on this man in front of her within just half an hour? She'd never felt a combination of feelings like this.. there was absolutely no way she'd be able to push them down.

Not at work.
She couldn't.
Could she?
No one was in the surrounding rooms, Jack was the last appointment of the day and the door was locked.

Fuck it.
She chose to run with her instinctual need.

Sophie quickly spun onto her knees, her rosy lips crashed against his pout and without even having to think about it her hands held either side of his face. That feeling of his rough stubble grazed against her fingertips, sending her nerve endings wild and fizzing to the point it almost made her dizzy.

Nose to nose.
'Ya sure?' Jack asked, eyebrow raised
'More than ever' Sophie smiled

Jack paused 'Wait - I don't have a condom?'
'Don't worry, I have the coil'
'A wot?'
'It's a co-, Jack do you really want me to go through this right now' she said softly but with an air of frustration. The perks of being in charge of a full medical, she knew from his recent results that he was free from anything nasty.

As if he needed any more confirmation.

His hands roamed her back as they kissed and she manoeuvred her legs so she was now straddling him. Chest to chest. Fully clothed.
Her hips instinctively rocked against him and she felt him hardening immediately beneath his shorts. Deep, quiet groans in between kisses escaped from his mouth and this was the push she needed.

Sophie quickly climbed off the bed and removed her polo shirt, bra, slim joggers and knickers. At the same time Jack swiftly ensured his remaining clothes came off.

'Oh my god. Look at you.' Jack's voice lowered an octave. A cheeky smile spread across his face and the skin around his eyes gorgeously crinkled as he patted at his thigh, inviting her to hop back on. Not wasting any time, Sophie obliged. Jack held the base of his dick as she lowered herself onto him and they both gasped as she eased him inside slowly.

Firm hands pawed at her fleshy buttocks as she bounced on him. Ryan rarely let her be in control, but Jack seemed happy to let her take the lead today. She looked down briefly and found his face nestled in her boobs, sucking her nipples as she rode him.

'I'm gunna cum so so soon' he pulsed hungrily against her moist walls.
Sophie breathed heavily, 'Fill me up, Grealish'.
His arms snaked around her back, pulling her close. Sophie's position changed, she raised herself slightly and Jack thrusted beneath her. His head was scooped up within her arms and her fingers clawed through his luscious hair.. they both came rapidly. Quickly. Amazingly.

Sophie collapsed into the inviting space between his neck and shoulder, exhausted, basking in absolute bliss and euphoria. She inhaled in his sweaty, sweet scent and just breathed him in.

Breathe in the goodness.
Breathe.