Chapter Fourteen
Sneaking around can be fun. Especially when the man in question is hot as hell and gives me multiple orgasms. -Lyla
Lyla
“Lyla, are you even listening to me? Captain Royals in Room 402 needs his meds and Sergeant Almon in Room 404 is asking for you to roll him over again.” Nurse Vicky’s stern voice breaks through my happy fog.
“Yep, I got it, Nurse Vicky. I’m on it.” I send her a happy smile and she scowls back at me. Not even her stern ass can bring me down today. I am too far gone.
I take off to start my tasks while simultaneously replaying last night in my head. The passion, the sweetness, the way he made me feel special even this morning by bringing me breakfast in bed. There’s a lightness in my step and a pleasurable ache between my legs. Afterglow is real and I’m reveling in it.
I yelp when a hand clamps around my arm and pulls me through a doorway. “What the hell?”
Darkness encompasses me and I find myself pressed against a hard masculine chest. I breathe a sigh of relief when I smell Asher’s signature scent.
He nuzzles my neck and I shiver. “Sorry for scaring you. I just couldn’t go another minute without touching you. It was killing me.”
I giggle and wrap my arms around his neck. “Even in my scrubs with my hair in a bun? Boy, you are addicted.”
He sighs. “You have no idea what these scrubs do to me, what they’ve always done to me. The way your ass looks in these pants…”
He squeezes my ass cheeks and I’m instantly ready to climb him and feel him inside of me again. I wrap my legs around his waist, and he groans. When his mouth meets mine, it’s like we’ve been apart for days instead of a few hours.
Tongues tangle together and my hands tug on his hair. He backs up into the shelves behind him and I hear objects clatter to the floor. I pull back, breathing hard. “I want to do something, please. Let me try.”
His green eyes glitter in the darkness. I can see the lust burning bright in his eyes, even though the only light coming in is through the crack at the bottom of the door. I bite my lip, waiting for his answer.
He grins and holds his arms up. “Do your worst, sweetheart.”
I slide down his body, taking my time to angle my hips towards his hard cock. Fuck, he feels so damn good against me. The sharp intake of his breath as our most intimate parts touch tells me feels it too.
I slide down until I’m on my knees. I tug at the strings on his scrubs and pull them and his underwear down his muscular thighs. His manhood juts out and the sight makes me feel so much hunger that I shake with it. Saliva pools in my mouth. I want his taste. I want his seed exploding in my mouth.
He tugs on my hair, and I look up. “You don’t have to do this,” he says huskily.
I send him a broad grin. “I want to.”
I lick the tip, reveling in the taste of him. I lick the precum and taste his saltiness. I take him further, unable to get enough of him. He pulls at my hair roughly this time, and I hear his head hit the shelves behind him. I smile around his cock when he says, “Fuck, that feels so damn good,” in a husky voice.
I pull back and lick at his heavy balls, enjoying their weight in my mouth. Fuck, what an amazing feeling. To have this man, this man that I’ve wanted for so long, in my mouth. I switch back to his steel rod, taking him further and further into the back of my throat, holding my breath as I try to stop my gag reflex. I want this. I want to swallow every spurt of him.
“I can’t last much longer, sweetness. I can’t hold on.” He pivots his hips and delves further down my mouth to emphasize his words.
I nod and take him further until I can feel him at the back of my throat. He finally understands that I want it all and begins to fuck my mouth vigorously. I hold onto his ass cheeks and let him pump his hips.
The first spurt of him hits the back of my throat and I moan. I love it. I want more. I let him know this by opening my mouth wider and using one of my hands to jack him at the same time. More of his seed slides into my throat and I swallow. Damn, he tastes good. He gives one final groan and his hips pump faster. His final release keeps coming and coming. I swallow like the good girl I am, swallowing every last drop until I can finally pull back and give the tip of his penis one final kiss.
I sink back and look up at him. His head is thrown back in pleasure and he’s breathing hard. He looks down at me. “Get up here, baby girl.”
I stand on unsteady legs, and he kisses me. “What a brave girl you are, Lyla. That was so good, so damn good.”
The handle of the door jiggles. “Why is this damn door locked again? Lyla, are you in there?”
Fuckity, fuck, fuck.
Asher scrambles to pull his pants up and flip on the light. I run my fingers through my air and then take a deep breath, trying to compose myself. I gesture towards Asher, and he plasters himself behind the door.
I open the door slowly. “Sorry about that, Nurse Vicky. I must have locked the door behind me accidentally. Maintenance really needs to get around to fixing this thing.” I fiddle with the door handle and look at it, trying to appear perplexed.
Nurse Vicky raises her eyebrow. “And was the light off?”
I shrug and act confused. “No, of course not. I was just looking for new sheets for Sergeant Almon.” I clear my throat and look down at the sheets I hastily grabbed before I opened the door. “I’ll change them as I’m turning him.”
Nurse Vicky shakes her head. “I swear, Lyla, you’re a smart girl, but sometimes you get stuck in the most idiotic situations.”
I shrug again and give her a wry smile. “Sorry.”
We leave the supply closet behind, but not before Asher manages to reach out and touch my hand. I give him a small smile as I leave him behind. That was close, way too close.
Nurse Vicky looks behind her as the door closes. “You know, I could have sworn I saw Dr. Cannon go in there earlier too.”
My heart beats rapidly at her suspicious look. “He must have left before I went in there.” I bite my lip and cross my fingers behind my back. I’m a horrible liar, even when I’m not just coming down off a sex high.
She cocks her head to the side. “Lyla, this job is important. What we do here is important. And you’re young so I know other things may seem more dire than what we’re doing, but they’re not.” She sighs and looks away. “Doctors here have been known to flirt and do scandalous things with the nurses, but this isn’t a television show. Things don’t get wrapped up in a pretty bow when the hour is up. Workplace romances get messy fast.”
I nod vigorously. “Yes, ma’am, I can understand that.”
She walks closer to me. “You know, Lyla, I was once like you. I naively fell in love with a doctor. I wasn’t the first person here he had an affair with, but I thought I could change him. I thought I could make him mine until the very day he walked out the door and married someone else. Last I heard he cheated on her too.” She places her hands on her hips and gives me a stern look. “Men don’t change, especially not doctors. They naturally cheat and lie. We work long hours here, so yes, there’s always temptation around here, but resist it, Lyla, because at the end of the day, you’ll be just another notch on his bedpost.”
With those words, she turns and walks away. I glance down at the sheets in my hands. I know my cheeks are ruddy with embarrassment. Am I just another notch for Asher? He said he can’t do forever, and I know he doesn’t say things he doesn’t mean. I also know his reputation here. I’m far from the first woman he’s been with. Am I fooling myself? Am I special to him at all?