the thee doctors

The Good Doctor Part 3

Rated: M

I kind of stared a Spencer incredulously before laughing hysterically. He looked at me confused and I let my head tilt back while I laughed. There was nothing funny about this, I wasn’t joking. I was not trying to play him or play a practical joke on him. I just was surprised he would agree to something like this. I of course did not really know him outside of work or really at all.

“Uhm.” He tried to speak and I waved him off.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry.” I tried to speak, my voice coming out in giggles. “It’s not funny. I just didn’t think you would agree!”

“Why?”

“You just seem so innocent!” I couldn’t stifle my laughs my hand slapping down onto the table. Spencer grabbed my hand, my laughter began to taper off. He had a tight grip on my hand and I stopped laughing completely. I felt my throat tighten and Spencer’s eyes looked imploringly at me. He reminded me of one of those birds that stare at you before they rip your face off.

“I’m not innocent.” Spencer said and rose from the booth, his hand leaving mine. I was taken aback. Placing a tip and money for the bill, I followed him out to my car. He leaned against it and waited for me to unlock the doors.

“Spencer I’m really sorry. I didn’t mean to upset-”

“I’m going to show you I’m not innocent.” He said and I stared at him. “Drive.” I did what I was told; putting my keys into the ignition and exiting the restaurant parking lot. He didn’t speak to me as we drove to my apartment. Spencer didn’t even look at me and frankly I was worried. I don’t think I had ever seen someone so pissed off before. I parked my car and turned the car off. I looked a Spencer and his hand reached out and grabbed my jaw, he wasn’t hurting me but it took me by surprise. He leaned his face close to mine and stared into my eyes. Spencer’s pupils had dilated and he poked his tongue out over his lips. I wanted to lean forward and kiss him but was frozen, held in place by his gaze. Spencer stared at me for a little longer before pressing his lips to mine, I melted into his touch. Spencer kissed me briefly, his lips moving against mine before pulling away. I flushed and he unbuckled his seatbelt.

I followed him as he exited the car and tried to wrap my arms around him, he shrugged me off and I took him to my apartment. Spencer stopped me while I reached into my purse for my keys. He spun me around and kissed me once more, lips warm and soft. He brushed his tongue against my lips, before pushing it into my mouth and rubbing it against mine. I tried to reach up and run my fingers through his hair when he grabbed my wrists with his hands; pinning them against the door. I whined against his mouth and he chuckled. Spencer released me from his grasp and I swiftly unlocked the door of my apartment. I pulled him inside and he kicked the door shut. I tried to kiss him but he pushed me away. Every time I tried to approach him he would move away and coy smile on his face. Spencer kicked off his sneakers and I looked at his socks. They were mismatched. It was cute. I took my boots off and walked closer to him. Spencer moved away from me again.

“Spencer!” I whined and he laughed. He walked closer to me, his hands touching my waist. He lifted me up and I wrapped my legs around him. What the fuck was he planning? He pressed a kiss into my neck as he carried me to my room. Spencer was strong for a lanky dude. He dropped me down onto my bed and I let out a noise of surprise. Spencer loosened his tie and removed it, he licked his lips as he eyed me.

“Take off your clothes.” It wasn’t a request. I began to deftly undo my blouse when he made a tsking noise. “Slower.” I did as I was told and he mussed his hair making me want to moan. I shrugged my blouse off and moved to my bra but he shook his head in disapproval. I reached for the buttons on my jeans and stood up, shimmying them down my hips.

Spencer continued to stare at me and I felt uncomfortable under his gaze. His tie was still in his hands and I wondered what he was going to do with it. He motioned for me to move back onto my bed and I eagerly did as he wished. Spencer crawled on top of me, tie wound around his fist.

“Do you remember our first night together?” He asked.

“Not all of us have an eidetic memory.” I replied and he sighed.

“I guess I’ll have to remind you.” I gawked at him. Spencer gingerly lifted my wrists and asked me to hold them onto the metal bars of my headboard. He tied my wrists together with his tie and unclasped my bra when he was finished. “I’m going to make you come without even touching your cunt.”


A/N: A shorter chapter. As most are about 1000+ words this one is about 900. I stopped to tease y’all. I don’t know if I want to post part four tomorrow or sunday……