Chapter 11
After the unexpected connection with Logan and surprise relationship with August, I was over the moon. We had plans to get together this week and next, as well as a return trip to Creekside. Today I’d been rushing around the hospital from meeting to appointment and back again, taking time to text August in between. I may have been taking some of my stresses and insecurities out on him, because his last message had been a warning that had my eyes going wide as I realized I may have bratted harder than I’d intended.
Strutting through the hallway of the emergency department, I glanced up and saw two medics leading an empty stretcher up the hallway. My stomach dropped. August raised an eyebrow as he and his partner, Arlene Spencer, spotted me. I shifted my gaze, admiring his muscled body with a newfound appreciation. His powerful forearms had kept me still when we had fun, sexy moments along with the spanking. One lock of his blonde hair crossed his eye, and he pushed it back from his forehead. It should be a sin for him to be looking at me, his eyes hungry with desire.
“Would you bring the cot back to the rig, Spence, and I’ll be right there?” August nodded to Arlene.
“Don’t take all day, summer,” she joked, playing on his first name. “I want to get back in service and be done with my day.”
“I’ll bring you coffee tomorrow from Mama Lattes.”
I couldn’t keep the smile off my face. August would have to drive twenty minutes out of his way to grab coffee before getting to work on time. He must really want to talk to me. The thought sent butterflies flying through my belly.
Arlene narrowed her eyes. “Add a cinnamon bun.”
“Deal,” he agreed.
She rolled her eyes but waved to me. I returned the gesture as she took the cot and pushed it toward the ambulance entrance. We weren’t friends, but small towns like ours did not leave much room for secrets. Gossip traveled fast. Relationship news traveled faster. Though our throuple had just been established a week or so ago everyone in town seemed to know, or maybe it was just my perception.
August wrapped his arm around my lower back, spinning me back in the direction I’d come from.
“Hi.” I kissed his cheek as he led me down another hallway.
“Hello, gorgeous,” he said against my ear.
“I thought you were off today.”
“That makes two of us. I got called in due to staffing issues, as usual. I finally spoke with Dalton. He’s been building a case for a while and it’s time to take action and bring it to the district. If things go according to plan, he will become the Rescue Lieutenant.”
“And what will that do for the squad?” I did not have much experience with the hierarchy and inner workings, but I knew that Dalton Rivers could handle anything thrown his way. At least according to what his girlfriend, Kendall had shared. We’d become even better friends over the past few weeks.
“It will give us a regular schedule. Our current Lieutenant is overwhelmed but she refuses to accept anyone’s help. I think she has some bigger issues going on, but it’s no excuse. I’ve only been here a few years, and she wasn’t like this when I started.”
“You’re right, it’s no excuse. No matter what’s going on.”
“I know. Dalton said the same thing, but tired paramedics and EMTs make costly mistakes. I won’t risk someone’s life because the Lieutenant can’t handle a schedule and coordinate paid time off. She is currently burning out her best medics. We actually had two members quit and leave for other opportunities because of it.”
“So, have they filled the positions?”
“They haven’t even been posted.”
It was good to know that Dalton was doing something about it. Listening to August talk about work distracted me from what was happening. “Where are we going?”
“We’re going to the supply closet for a quick chat. You’ve been poking hard today.”
I wisely shut my mouth as he led me into the medical supply and utility closet nearest the cafeteria—the one that had the least traffic. Instead, I stared and licked my lips. “I didn’t really brat as much as I was sort of… just talking.”
“Would you like me to read back your text messages? I brought you in here because you’re clearly needing some attention, but if you’re craving a punishment instead, I can switch it up.”
“In here?”
“Do you know of a more private location, sweetheart?”
“I don’t,” I lamented. “But I really don’t need any attention. I’m still working out some things between us.”
August leaned down and licked a line from my jaw to the sweet hollow of my neck. I tipped my head backward, letting it hit the wall with a soft thud. There was something deliciously naughty about him touching me in a semi-public place. No one could see us, but someone could walk in.
“What do you need right now?” He cupped my cheek and kissed my lips. “Tell me quickly because I have to get back to the rig, babygirl.”
“If I don’t tell you–”
August snapped on a glove from his pocket. That couldn’t be a good sign. Yet, I said nothing. He glanced around the small space and spotted something. Before I could process what was happening, he tore open a silver packet and squeezed lubricant onto the tip of his pointer finger. I didn’t need to be a genius to figure out his plan.
We’d discussed some of his kinky medical-play fantasies. I shared some of my ideas and there was a spot where they intersected: anal stimulation. I hadn’t explored it much, but August enjoyed it. He bent me over a small table, standing behind me so if someone walked in, I was not exposed. My flared skirt gave him easy access to my body. Tugging my panties to my thighs, he wasted no additional time and slid his finger deftly inside the tight ring of my ass. I clenched around the intruding digit.
“Since you refused to tell me, I’ll just have to guess.” August growled low in his throat.
If I wasn’t already so aroused, the growl would have done it for me. He slapped my upper thighs with his free hand a few times while I struggled to stay quiet.
Clenching harder, I whimpered. “Please may I have an orgasm, Daddy?”
“Such a sweet little thing. I love it when you beg. Don’t worry, Daddy’s going to give you exactly what you need.”
Fuck. Though Logan referred to himself as Daddy, it hit differently with August. He appeared to be some sort of playboy on the surface. Now I knew better but his movie-star good looks added to the judgment rather than clarifying.
“Please, Daddy?”
August kissed my shoulder and reached around to play with my clit. He did some incredible combo with his fingers working my pleasure nub, his other digit buried in my tight back hole. I came quickly, somehow keeping quiet, but breathing heavily as he withdrew from both of my most sensitive spots. I couldn’t help but whine at the loss.
He tugged my panties into place, giving my ass a solid smack before smoothing my skirt. I heard the snap of the glove and saw him dispose of it and wash his hands in the utility sink. It took me a few moments to compose myself from the bliss swirling through my body.
August lifted me onto the counter and kissed me. “Do you feel better now, babygirl?”
“Oh, I feel amazing. Next time, can I just ask for this sort of treatment?”
“Yes, Karsyn. You can ask me for anything.”
“Thank you, Daddy.”
August kissed me again before helping me down and leading me out of the utility closet. The lights in the hallway seemed brighter and the hustle and bustle around us louder.
“What are you doing tonight?” he asked.
“I don’t have any plans. I was just leaving work.”
“Come over tonight. I’ll make you dinner.”
“Just you?”
“Logan’s busy tonight, and I’d like to get to know you better, just the two of us. Are you disappointed?”
“No, not at all. I’m just trying to figure out if I should bring wine or–”
“Bring whatever you want. And if you want to stay tonight, I’d love for you to wake up in my bed so I can give you multiple orgasms before breakfast.”
“That does sound much better than hitting the snooze button on my phone.” I beamed up at him as we reached the ambulance bay doors.
“Good. Text me and we’ll figure out a time.”
“I will. And, um, I’m sorry for being so needy while you are working.” Shit. Some of my insecurities tumbled out of my lips almost of their own accord. I stared up at him while his eyes flicked back and forth between mine.
“You are not needy, Karsyn. I like our playful banter. I can handle your poking, but now you know how I’ll respond. You’ll never get punished for bratting at me. Just make sure you don’t cross that line into disrespect.”
“Yes, Sir.” I hugged him, feeling seen and validated.
He kissed me quickly and rubbed my back before pulling away. “I’ll see you later, Feisty.”
“Later, August.”
Watching him jog to the rig with a coy smile flitting across his gorgeous mouth made me pause to admire him in action. I giggled, hustling to my car to get ready for our date. August had plans for me and it would be nice to spend some alone time with him.