When Love Lasts

Chapter 18-*

1.5 years later
Harvey and I lasted. Well he visited me every week, and we had plenty of sex and tried out various stuff in the two years we spent apart. I did break my wrist once when we had sex and couldn't operate for 8 weeks, but eh love is greater, I guess. Harvey made name partner a year ago and he has bought his own firm under the company umbrella. His office in Seattle was ready and so was our house. Well, it was the house I was living in earlier, we expanded a bit and I had finally purchased my Bugatti. It was waiting for us in Seattle. We were set to leave in 3 days. We were finally going to live together after 2 years of marriage. We were looking forward to it.
Hopkins Chief, Dr Cavanaugh, had hosted a farewell party for me and Mike since we were the first to receive offers and shift immediately after our fellowship. We had a 2 week break before work started but we needed that to get settled into our new home.
Marcy and Mike were still together. They were unsure about where their relationship was going. A few days prior Mike asked me if I would consider hiring Marcy at Grey Sloan, but I checked around, they didn't have an opening in the dermatology department. Mike seemed really sad when I told him the news. Harvey and I get ready at the hotel, I had to sell my apartment a week earlier so were staying at the Four Seasons.
Hey, wifey. I'm so glad we're gonna live together. So, I have a surprise for you tonight and he hands me a bag. It has a Birkin bag and a lingerie from Victoria's Secret.
Aww, thank you babe. This is so sweet of you.
I also got you a bottle of scotch, it's in the fridge. So, I was thinking maybe tonight we could you know do something?
You mean like get dinner? Sure.
Oh no, I meant sleep together, but yeah dinner works.
Oh oh yeah, it's been a while.
Yeah 23 days.
Ah. Yes we can do something tonight then.
Great, and will you?
Yes I will wear it, Harvey. I roll my eyes at him.
We go to the farewell party, it was actually great. Marcy got a job at Seattle Press, so she was moving with him. Well, we can hang out with another couple. The party was great, everyone gets flat out drunk. Harvey and I drink champagne and reach that state of drunkeness where we're not drunk but we're drunk. I thank Dr C for everything he did for me and he gives me a farewell gift. It was a nameplate for my desk at my new office.
Thanks so much, Dr C. Do great things, kid he said to me and left the party. Mike, Marcy, Harvey and I were flying together to Seattle so we agreed to meet at the airport and they left too.
Wanna go back home babe? Sure, just let me get my stuff.
We drive back to the hotel. In the elevator, Harvey looks at me, ' You look so beautiful in that dress, I just want to tear it and take you right here'.
You can, but please don't tear it. It cost me 200 dollars.
Wait, what?
No I was joking, the elevator has cameras now. But the room, you have my permission.
Oh, I'm not joking we ran to the room faster than we're ever have. He drags me in, pushes me against the door, locks it and we start making out. He pins my hands
above my head as usual, and starts kissing me more passionately. He turns me to my back and slowly starts removing my dress.
Dude are you seriously being slow right now? RIGHT NOW?
With that comment, he rips my dress out and he stops. I was wearing the lingerie he bought me.
OH MY GOD, YOU WORE IT?!
Yes yes, you can gawk at me later. Please get the job done right now.
Alright, crap crap crap.
What?
I don't have any condoms. Should we risk it?
I was so drunk, I just said yes because it had been a while and I really needed some.
He rips the lingerie off me and pushes me into the bed. He gets his tie out and ties my hands and them to the bed post. God, I have been dreaming of this for 23 long days. You're perfect to me.
He positions himself and thrusts in, it actually felt better than how we did it normally. We only did it once all roadblocks down and it was awesome. That familiar feeling came back as he pounded me and I moaned out his name really really loudly as he kept on hitting my g-spot. I moan louder, and he keeps thrusting, I orgasm and so does he. But I was so drunk that I wasn't really sure about whether he pulled out before he came or not. I was too drunk to ask him whether he did. He then went down on me, thank god I was shaved down there. I orgasmed yet again and we have a really intense make out sesh before we both fall asleep.
We woke up really late the next day. We both had a bad headache, we ate our breakfast via room service along with some aspirin.
So last night was amazing.
Really, how much do you even remember?
Not much, just remember I rocked your world last night.
Sure, but I couldn't find a condom wrapper this morning.
Wait, what? Are you sure? Damn it, we can't get drunk and sleep together, V. It's not good for us.
Okay, so you don't want to sleep with your wife if she drinks?
No no, all roadblocks down, I mean.
Well, nothing happened last time.
I know. Umm do you want to go for a walk?
Yeah I guess.
We avoid the topic for about 2 weeks.