Doubt (The Connected Series Book 1) (23 page)

“Okay.” she kisses my cheek and releases me to my dad.

“You look after my daughter, Doug. She is so precious.” my mum is hugging Doug.

“I promise you I will, Elizabeth. She is more precious to me than anything.” he leans down, kissing my mum’s cheek making her blush.

“I’ll come see you soon dad.”

“You better, we don’t see you nearly enough.” he grumbles, rubbing my back.

“You should come see me, I have the spare room.”

“One day darling girl, one day.”

Mum and dad wave us off at the door and we make our journey back home. I’m asleep within minutes and only stir when Doug stops the car.

“Sorry, I can’t keep my eyes open.” I yawn, stretching in my seat.

“You’re exhausted, Sophie. I am the cause of that.” he looks sad and I regret falling asleep.

“No you’re not. I could have come back sooner, Doug. It’s my fault.” I take his hand.

“Let’s go get a big ass coffee to keep me awake so you have company on the rest of the journey.”

Chapter Twenty-Two

Because we are going away, Doug and I hardly see each other Monday and Tuesday. Doug is rushed off his feet with work and leaves before I get up and comes home after I have fallen asleep. I have the days off so spend it packing and shopping. I pick up a white bikini I just know Doug is going to love, he loves me in white. I am sitting at the laptop loading songs onto my iPod and one-clicking books for my eReader when I hear a key in the front door. Doug walks in, carrying shopping bags and a huge smile.

“I’ve been shopping.” he lifts the bags up, “Want to see what I have?”

“Of course I do.” I put my laptop down and wait expectantly.

Doug sits down and kisses me before delving into his first bag. He pulls out two pairs of swimming trunks and two pairs of flip flops. Followed by six t-shirts and three new caps.

“I like them all.” I nod

“You’ll love this even more.” he reaches into one last bag and pulls out a red bikini.

“I’m not sure that will fit you, Doug.” I frown. Rolling his eyes he hands it to me.

“It will fit you though. Can I get a preview?” he grins at me mischievously.

“Absolutely not.
You
, Mr. Roberts, have to wait.” I kiss him quickly, jumping off the sofa before he gets any ideas.

“Thank you!” I yell as I run up the stairs to put it in my suitcase.

“I’m going to phone Abigail, I won’t be able to while we are on the flight.” Doug calls up to me.

“Okay. I’ll keep out of your way.” I hear footsteps up the stairs before Doug appears with a scowl on his face.

“Can you stop assuming I want you to keep out of the way? I want her to know about you Sophie.”

“Sorry,” I pout, feeling like a child being told off.

“You don’t have to be sorry.” He flops on the bed and dials a FaceTime call to Abigail. When the call is connected, a different voice answers.

“Hi Doug.”

“Hello Jane, how are you?”
Nana
? I mouth to him. He nods.

“I’m great. Do you want to speak to Abs?”

“Yes please. How has she been?” Doug props himself up on the bed and stretched his legs out in front of him.

“She has been well. She misses you though; she woke up crying last night asking for you. I thought I best mention it in case she does. She is okay though. Counting down the days on her chart till we come over.” Jane laughs and Doug smiles.

“I miss her terribly too.”

“It’s difficult for both of you. I’ll just get her for you.” I hear footsteps then Jane’s voice again.

“Abs, it’s your daddy for you.” there is a high pitched squeal and then I hear Abigail’s voice.

“DADDY!”

“Baby girl. Are you okay?”

“Yes! I was just practising my dancin’, do you wanna see?” Doug leans forward, almost like he is trying to get closer to her.

“Yes I do.” Doug looks over to me and grins, waving me over.

“Are you ready?” I hear her call. I can tell she has placed the phone down somewhere as her voice is quieter.

“Yes.” Doug replies.

I hear
Timber
begin to play and then I see Abigail dancing on Doug’s screen. She is wearing a little pink t-shirt and white shorts with a little cowboy hat and pink cowboy boots. She is wiggling her little butt and she is doing some kind of line dancing, kicking her heels together and dipping her hat. I smile as she does a twirl and it throws her off balance.

“Can you see me, daddy?” she calls coming closer to the screen to see if Doug is watching.

I don’t think to move, so captured by this beautiful little girl.

“Who is
that
, daddy?” Doug looks to me and I smile and nod.

“This is my very special friend Sophie, Abigail. Would you like to say hello?”

“Yes.” Doug hands me the phone and I look at the screen.

“Hello Abigail. You are a very good dancer.” I smile, I see the pride in her eyes as she smiles at me.

“Thank you, Sophie. Can you dance?” he looks at me with eager eyes,

“Not as well as you can. You are the most beautiful dancer I have ever seen.” she giggles and pulls on her plait pigtails.

“Can my daddy dance, Sophie?” she asks.

“Yes, he can most certainly dance. Get him to show you when you see him.” I look over at Doug, who has a look of total happiness on his face.
I love you
he mouths at me.

“Is he there Sophie?” Abigail asks.

“Yes he is, I will pass you back to him. It was lovely to talk to you.” she waves her little hand at the screen and blows me a kiss.

“Bye Sophie.” I pass the phone over to Doug who smiles brightly at his little girl.

“Daddy, can I see you dance?” Doug throws his head back and laughs,

“When you come to my house you can. We’ll dance together.”

Doug’s response causes Abigail to squeal with joy. I point to the door and smile,
I
’
ll see you downstairs,
he nods and I leave them to it. The sound of happy chatting filling the air. Doug reappears half hour later, happy and freshly showered in jeans and a t-shirt.

“Abigail has been asking lots of questions about you.” he smiles pouring us both a glass of wine.

“Has she?” I raise my eyebrows, surprised.

“Yes. She said you were very pretty too. Of course, I agreed with her.” He takes a seat next to me on the sofa and I snuggle into his side.

“What else did she say?” I’m intrigued.

“She asked if we are getting married. When we will live together. If she can meet you. Where you work. Do you like pink.” he laughs at that last one.

“Wow. Some of those are deep questions for someone so small.”

“She is a deep little girl, in some ways; she is so much older than her years. I told her you didn’t live here, we weren’t getting married...
yet
…and that yes, she could meet you.”

“And she said...?”

“Well, she said she was looking forward to meeting you the most.” I turn to look at him.

“Really?” I can’t help the shock in my voice.

“Really. Why are you surprised? You are amazing! Of course she would want to meet you. She is so open to love, Sophie. She has the biggest heart.”

“I am excited to meet her, Doug. I really am.”

“It looks like she is too.”

We eat dinner then head to bed both of us tired and not looking forward to the overnight flight. I wake up in the middle of the night feeling cold. It only takes me about ten seconds to realise why. Doug is over on his side of the bed and has completely stolen all the covers. I poke his naked butt with my big toe repeatedly until he stirs.

“Stop poking me!” he turns over to face me, “Why are you poking me?” he looks so sleepy and adorable.

“You’ve stolen all the covers!” I grab the corner and pull. Nothing happens as Doug is wrapped in them.

“Can I please have some covers before my nipples fall off?” his head lifts off the pillow at the mention of my nipples.

“Your nipples?” He makes the funniest face and I fall back onto the bed laughing. Real belly, tears running down my face laughing. I feel a tap on the head, when I open my eyes, I look up into the amused face of Doug.

“What is so funny?”He asks, trying not to laugh.

“I have no idea!” Wiping my eyes I try to speak. I start laughing again. Doug just looks at me, with an amused look on his face.

“You’re crazy.” he laughs at me.

My tummy is hurting from too much laughing and I need a wee. I scramble up and run to the bathroom. When I make my way back to the bedroom, Doug is laying back, the picture of relaxation and he has his very large, very erect cock in his big hand and is stroking himself.

“What are you doing?” I hop onto the bed and cover myself up.

“Waiting for you...” he husks out.

“I think you are doing more than that.”

“Watching you laugh like that, turns me on. Big time.” I watch his hand move up and down the length of him and feel a sudden rush of wetness between my legs.

“I’m not going to help you out, Doug.” I make sure to keep eye contact with him.

“You’re not...?” he speeds up a little, running his free hand down his stomach.

“Nope. I’m tired and I need to go to sleep. Goodnight, Doug.”

I close my eyes and pretend not to be bothered by the huge hunk of male pleasuring himself next to me.

“I will just have to keep going on my own then....”

My plan works, there is
nothing
I find sexier in the bedroom than Doug pleasuring himself, and he knows it. I crack open one eye and peek at him. My mouth waters, he is so sexy... and he knows it. He kneels up, coming nearer to me as he runs his hand up and down his erection.

“I think you need to be uncovered.” With one tug, the cover is on the floor and I am lying there naked, wet and excited. He leans down to whisper in my ear.

“I’m going to come over your fabulous tits, Sophie.” I shudder at his words and close my eyes. I don’t say anything; I just open my eyes and watch him.

The sight of his big hand moving up and down his thick erection is so incredibly erotic. I chance a glance at him and his eyes are hooded. I can’t help but dip my hand between my legs as I watch Doug. I am so wet and ready. As he speeds up, my breath hitches. As my hand speeds up, his breath hitches. The only light in the room is from the window and it makes Doug even more breathtaking.

“I’m close, Sophie.” his fist is pumping even faster.

“I’m right there, Doug.”

He throws his head back pumping faster; a second later I feel his hot come spurt onto my naked breasts. The feeling sets me off and I arch my back. As I continue to shudder, I feel Doug lean down, using his cock to rub his come into my breasts.

“You’re filthy you know that?” I grin.

“I do my best.” he grins back at me.

“I’m so tired and now I need to shower.” I groan throwing my arm over my eyes.

“We’ll be quick.”

Doug lifts me up and carries me into the shower; he lathers his hands up and washes me before angling my body to rinse off the soap. I am tucked into his chest within five minutes and fast asleep in ten.

***

If you have to do long haul flights, and let’s face it, if you want to do exotic then you do, then Diamond class is the way to do it. I am stretched out in my huge seat, so comfortable, Kindle in hand and a cool glass of white wine in the other. I look over to Doug who is seated opposite me and my breath hitches. He is reading too, wearing his glasses. I
love
him in his glasses. He has little stubble and his hair is flopping ever so slightly over his forehead. He is casually dressed in jeans and a white t-shirt, he has kicked off his shoes and has his legs crossed at his ankles. He looks good enough to eat, I sit there, just drinking him in. He must feel my gaze as his eyes lift and meet mine.

“You okay?” he asks, placing his book in his lap.

“Yes.” I can’t say anything else, my mind is filled with naughty thoughts, taking his book and straddling his lap, asking the stewardess to make our seats into beds and climbing on top of him...

“What are you thinking?” Doug has an eyebrow raised at me, “You have a naughty look on your face.” I bite my lip trying to stop the smile spreading.

“I was just thinking about how much I
really
want to have sex with you right now....”

I put my kindle down and get up. I close the little space between us, leaning down into his face, letting my nose touch his.

“I really need to be with you. Right. Now.” his eyes flare and he looks over his shoulder. We are the only ones in this part so we wouldn’t be disturbed... except for the stewardess who frequently walks in to see if we need anything.

“Sit next to me, bring the blanket.” I collect the blanket and sit next to Doug. He takes it and drapes it over us. Dimming the lights, he puts both hands under the covers and turns to face me.

“Rest your head on my shoulder, look like you are sleepy.” I do as he asks,

“Now bring one of your legs up and tuck in underneath you, opening your legs to me.”

I follow his instructions. I am wearing a floaty skirt which rises as I move my leg under me. Within seconds, I feel the heat of Doug’s hand climbing up my thigh. My breath hitches and my eyes open, checking no one is coming.

“Relax, I’ll keep an eye on everything. Just enjoy this.” his hand goes higher and soon, he is met with my damp knickers. He sucks in a breath.

“Fucking hell, Sophie, you’re soaking and so hot already.” I groan into his shoulder.

“I told you. I need you.
Please
.” he turns his head, capturing my lips.

“I got you, baby.”

As his tongue touches mine, his perfect finger slips inside me, I arch into his hand, as he pushes deeper then pulls out to spread some of my moisture over my swollen bud. My body heats, my nipples harden and I desperately need to straighten my legs.

“Sssh..” Doug whispers in my ear, “Just feel it, Sophie.”

He inserts another finger and increases the pressure on my clit. I am climbing, higher and higher and suddenly, without warning, I explode. I turn my head into Doug’s shoulder and bite down to stop from screaming. My reaction causes a grunt from Doug who is softly stroking my folds, prolonging my orgasm. Flushed and sated, I open my eyes and look at Doug, who looks the total opposite.