7. Riley
7
RILEY
I t had been over a week since that incredible night at Jett’s house, but that was not the last the two saw of one another. It seemed like Jett was constantly at the Emergency Room, giving Riley smiles and knowing looks that Riley couldn’t help but return.
Even though they hadn’t had a chance to be alone with one another since that night because of the way their shifts had fallen and other commitments, Riley knew that her initial desire to keep what they had a one-time thing was foolish. They seemed drawn to one another. There was something between her and Jett that was more than just sexual chemistry.
Even in the Emergency Room when Riley’s often impulsive and unusual approaches to medicine left Jett raising her eyebrows, the two had managed to find a rhythm. Riley knew that sometimes she focused on the big problem first and left smaller issues for later, but in medicine that wasn’t always the best practice.
Jett’s preference for a methodical approach to medicine balanced Riley’s own boldness, and she found herself stepping back a few times to listen to the paramedic, and vice versa. The two realized their own and one another’s strengths and weaknesses and it made them into an incredible team.
The other hospital staff had noticed, too, often pushing Riley into the room when Jett brought in a patient. Even Dr. Everett let Riley take on more complex cases when Jett was delivering them.
Today, however, was slightly different. Jett was putting pressure on the wounds while Riley came into the trauma bay to be faced with a woman who was unconscious with multiple stab wounds. There was blood everywhere.
“You have to go straight into surgery,” Jett said, her voice full of alarm, surprising Riley. “Her odds are practically nonexistent, but if she has a chance, it’s with you holding a scalpel.”
Riley nodded, feeling the weight of this patient on her soul. The woman was practically dead, but Riley wasn’t going to give up.
Riley turned to Leah. “Prep an OR,” she said, “and see if Dr. Everett is available. This has to be fast, Leah.”
Leah nodded and ran out of the room.
Riley turned to Jett. She wasn’t sure why she wanted her there with her, Jett wasn’t a surgeon and it wasn’t standard practice. But, nevertheless, she did want Jett there. “Come into the OR with me?” she asked.
Jett looked surprised, but she quickly covered it up. “Of course,” she said.
* * *
Unfortunately, everyone’s instinct was right and the patient didn’t make it. Riley left the operating room exhausted only to have to notify the woman’s family. She was devastated, and one look at Jett told her that Jett was devastated as well.
This wasn’t the first time Riley or Jett had lost a patient, but it was the first time they had lost a patient together, and it felt different, like it shouldn’t have been possible. They made such a good team, and should have been able to save a patient that was not savable. But, they were not superhuman, and that was a good reminder of that fact.
Riley watched as Jett walked away, and she followed her. “Jett,” Riley called, and Jett turned around to face Riley with a devastated and questioning look on her face.
“Would you like to come to my place?” Riley asked, “I don’t think it’s a good idea for either of us to be alone right now. I can ask Dr. Mars if I can leave early.”
“Yeah,” Jett said, “that sounds good.” Riley could see the concern and pain etched in her beautiful face.
“You did everything right for her, you know? You did everything you could to save her.”
Riley smiled weakly and gave Jett a semi-awkward hug before she left toward the office of the head of the hospital. Feeling Jett close to her made her just want to hold Jett in her arms and comfort her properly. But, now wasn’t the time.
* * *
Riley took pride in her car. It was incredibly clean, save for an old coffee cup from that morning. She had just taken it to the car wash yesterday and vacuumed it, too. It was an old habit from a former foster home.
When Riley was sixteen and got her driver’s license, her foster mom at the time was nice enough to buy her a used car for her to drive around. The only catch was that her foster mom would inspect the car every Sunday night and if it wasn’t spotless, Riley wouldn’t be allowed to drive it for the next week.
She got used to keeping her car spotless and she felt incredibly grateful for that foster mom. She was one of the few that taught her how to do basic things, like drive and do dishes. She wasn’t able to teach Riley how to cook anything fancy, but she did show her how to make plenty of easy meals, which had definitely kept Riley from starving over the years.
Riley led Jett into her apartment and the two of them sat on the couch. Riley had to clear the couch of various bits of yarn and unfinished socks from where she had been working previously.
Jett laughed slightly when she saw the basket of yarn that Riley moved her projects to. “You’re like a grandma, with the yarn basket,” Jett said.
Riley realised how much she liked Jett’s laugh.
“I know,” Riley said with a sigh. “It’s kind of embarrassing.”
Jett smiled at Riley and leaned toward her to rest her head on Riley’s shoulder. “I actually think it’s cute.”
Riley smiled. Her past relationships had always thought it was a little embarrassing. Riley put a hand on Jett’s thigh and rubbed gentle circles in the fabric of her pants.
Jett tilted her head upwards and kissed Riley on the mouth. Riley let her, and then deepened the kiss. She found herself leaning unconsciously towards Jett. Jett was like a magnet to her, she seemed to keep on finding her way back to her.
The two came together like a moth to flame. Riley moved closer to Jett, and Jett helped her find her way into her lap, with Jett’s hands on the soft skin of Riley’s waist as she rubbed her hands up and down underneath Riley’s shirt.
That night everything was more gentle. When Jett stripped them both and then got on top of Riley, Riley didn’t stop her. When Jett looked deep into her eyes and kissed her pressing her tongue into Riley’s mouth, as the beautiful weight of her body on top of Riley made Riley feel safe, Riley didn’t question it.
Jett reached down between their bodies with her right hand.
“Open your legs,” she whispered, and Riley parted her legs with no argument. She needed this. So very much today.
“Please… I need you…” Riley gasped.
Jett pushed her fingers inside of Riley, she didn’t do so with any sense of urgency, and Riley let her have control. To Riley, she didn’t mind others having control sometimes, but she had a complex about things having to be equal. She didn’t like it when only one person topped and the other bottomed.
Maybe it came from a place of growing up where nothing was fair, she wasn’t sure. But she could tell that when Jett gave control to her, it was a bigger deal than it was for Riley, so she let Jett take it this time.
Riley felt Jett’s fingers pushing into her and opening her up and it felt more incredible than anything else Riley could imagine in that moment.
Jett kissed her again, penetrating her mouth with her tongue in the same was she was penetrating Riley’s pussy with her fingers.
Riley felt her fingers begin to thrust in and out of her, slow at first and then as Riley’s breathing and moans began to build, so did the pace at which Jett’s fingers moved.
“Fuck me… harder…please..” Riley gasped, desperate for more suddenly. She felt tears beading in her eyes.
“I’ve got you, baby,” Jett’s voice was kind, yet possessive as it whispered in her ear and Riley had no problem with that.
Jett added what felt like another finger and picked up her pace. Riley could feel Jett’s fingers fucking her harder and faster than ever before and right now it was exactly what she needed.
Riley felt everything building inside of her. Her orgasm, her emotion, her feelings for Jett.
“Come for me, baby,” Jett growled deeply into her ear and as though in direct response, Riley’s orgasm exploded through her whole body pulsing and running through her in waves. Jett’s fingers inside her stilled for a minute as Riley rode her orgasm and then she felt them begin to move again inside her, slowly thrusting in and out, deep and slow.
Riley felt herself enjoying it once again, she felt herself building once again alongside the thrusts from Jett’s fingers.
I’m going to come again…
Jett must have known exactly what Riley was thinking as her fingers began to pick up pace. Riley heard her own moans begin to pick up pace in response. Jett was working magic with her fingers and Riley wanted nothing more than to lose herself in it.
“Oh my god…” Riley cried out and her body let loose once again, another mind-blowing orgasm running through every single part of her. She saw a kaleidoscope of stars as she felt Jett’s fingers still deep inside of her.
“I don’t think I can take any more,” Riley said, gasping, her eyes closed.
“Let me try one more thing, sweetheart,” Jett said, and Riley tried to ignore the pounding in her heart that occurred every time Jett called her sweetheart. “And you just say stop at any time if you want me to stop.”
Riley felt herself nodding in response.
“Just relax, baby.” Jett’s voice was like silk in her ear and Riley felt her fingers moving and adjusting inside of her. She felt an intense pressure at her entrance.
“I’m going to slide my whole hand inside of you,” Jett whispered. “Trust me, I’ve got you.”
Riley felt panicked for just a second before forcing herself to relax. She had been fisted before, but not for a long time. But never before had she felt this open for someone. If there was anyone whose whole hand Riley wanted to take inside of her, it was Jett.
“Is this ok?” Jett asked as she increased the pressure pushing into Riley.
“Yes,” Riley breathed in response. “I want it. I want to take you. All of you. So much.”
Riley suddenly felt herself open up and she felt Jett’s hand as it slid inside her. She was so wet and open, no wonder it had been easy. With the relief from the pressure came an incredible feeling of fullness that sent Riley’s mind spinning.
“Oh, god… oh… you feel so good,” Riley felt Jett’s hand moving deep inside of her body. Slow and deep and full.
Every tiny movement felt incredible and Riley felt like she never wanted to lose Jett’s hand from her. She never wanted this moment to end. She rocked her hips on Jett’s hand as Jett kissed her again. The kiss was deep and slow and Jett took Riley’s tongue in her mouth and began to suck slowly on it.
Riley felt another orgasm build deep and slow within her and like a slow motion tsunami, it flooded through her with big slow pulses right through ever fibre of her being.
She felt lost in a world of pleasure, floating in a dream, her orgasms were on a different planet to anything she had ever experienced.
Eventually, when Jett slid out of her finally and completely, she gradually came back down to earth, feeling the loss of Jett’s hand acutely, as though it should have stayed inside of her forever.
* * *
Later, they lay together on the sofa, naked and entwined in each other. Riley was still coming down from the intensity of everything she had felt.
“I feel like I have so many expectations to live up to,” Jett said, looking at Riley, “with everyone in my family being a firefighter, with my dad dying in the line of duty. I feel like I should be doing more, saving more people.”
Riley stared at Jett for a few moments, unsure of how to respond, until she started to speak, scaring herself. “I have a hard time following rules,” Riley said, “or listening to any kind of authority. When I was a kid, a therapist I had diagnosed me with O.D.D., which basically means I struggle when people tell me what to do.” Riley had never told anyone that before. She didn’t even know where the words came from, but they were true.
“I’m scared that I’m going to have to die in order to be good enough,” Jett said, “like my dad.”
“I feel like I have to be different than everyone else in the medical field in order to be good enough,” Riley said. “Like I can’t follow how things are traditionally done.”
Riley and Jett stared at each other again, saying nothing for a few minutes. Jett’s brown eyes were full of emotions and intensity that Riley wanted to spend forever picking apart. Riley couldn’t help but notice that she was still naked and snuggled into Jett’s strong arms.
It felt like the best place in the world to be as words tumbled out of her mouth the she had never shared with anyone before.
When Jett finally did say something, it wasn’t what Riley was expecting, and Riley knew that something big had just happened inside of Jett’s mind. She was giving up a little bit of control again.
“Will you fuck me?” Jett asked, her brown eyes pooling with lust.
Riley nodded, slightly in shock and awe, but she wasn’t going to deny the other woman. This time, however, she didn’t want to make her wait. As fun as it was last time, watching Jett squirm, Riley felt that Jett deserved some kind of reward for asking Riley to fuck her without being asked.
Riley quickly slid down from Jett’s lap and onto the floor on her knees where she parted Jett’s legs.
Jett’s pussy looked so very wet and ready, Riley felt her mouth watering at the sight of it.
Riley smiled up at Jett and went directly for the meat of Jett’s thigh, taking a chunk of flesh into her mouth and biting down on it.
Riley tried not to go too hard, but Jett hissed and whimpered.
“Jesus Christ,” Jett said, tilting her head and neck back onto the top of the couch.
Riley giggled and traced two of her fingers across Jett’s slick pussy, over her clitoris and then over her entrance. She didn’t feel like making Jett beg this time, she just wanted to give her everything she wanted.
Riley pushed her two fingers inside of Jett and began to curl them, gently fucking Jett before she took her mouth to Jett’s clit, licking and sucking as Jett began to moan her appreciation.
Jett moaned louder, spurring Riley on further and she couldn’t help but suck harder, causing Jett to yelp and let Riley know that was too much.
Riley laughed a little to herself. She usually was too much, and when it came to sex, that was something she enjoyed being.
Riley took her free hand and ran it across Jett’s thighs. She had learned from the last time the two had fucked that Jett was incredibly sensitive there, and so Riley took advantage of that information, feeling Jett grow wetter around her fingers. She watched as gooseflesh appeared across Jett’s thighs and stomach. Jett was so beautiful like this, it made Riley’s stomach twist watching her.
Riley moved her mouth back to Jett’s clitoris, giving slow licks with the flat of her tongue as her fingers increased the pace with which they thrust in and out.
“Oh, fuck…” Jett’s breath started coming in short pants and Riley felt her body beginning to tense.
“This feels so…. good..” Jett was losing it and it felt so good to be able to take her there.
“You look so beautiful like this. Letting go for me,” Riley murmured between licks.
It was seconds later when Jett’s orgasm exploded through her and she cried out loudly, gripping the back of Riley’s head and pulling her in tight as she rode out her climax.
Riley eventually felt Jett’s grip release and she removed her mouth from Jett’s clit to look up at her, and repeat her old question back to her. “Do you want me to stop or keep going?” Riley asked.
“Stop,” Jett said with a gasp of air as she leaned against the back of the couch completely spent and out of energy. “That was… perfect…”
“And just for the record,” Riley said, taking her fingers out of Jett, “you better not die in the line of duty. I don’t care how if you think that’s the only way for you to be good enough, you don’t get to do it.”
“I think we both need to change how we think,” Jett said, “and become comfortable with the fact that neither of us are going to be our ideas of good enough. Not without causing pain to ourselves.”
Riley looked up at Jett as Jett spoke, so beautiful and so earnest. She didn’t know what else to say to her, so she just nodded. What Jett said was definitely food for thought.
Riley got back on the sofa with her and they instinctively burrowed into each other’s arms, the smell of their sex still heavy in the air.