Chapter 41
CHAPTER FORTY-ONE
Julian
With a swipe of my badge, I enter the restricted area of the OR through the back entrance.
It’s been a long morning, and I've just updated my patient’s family on their status post-op.
My stomach growls as I’m about to turn for the physicians’ locker room that leads to the lounge where I plan to grab a sandwich and chips for lunch before my next case.
But a blur of color out of the corner of my eye has me turning my head.
I spy Leena pushing through a set of doors at the far end of the hallway that lead to the overflow operating rooms and extra supply storage.
Now I’m hungry for her attention instead of food, so I decide to follow.
Peeking into each supply room and autoclave nook I pass, I think she may have just used this part of the OR to cross through to get to her office or their staff lounge.
But in the very last room at the farthest end of the hallway, I find her.
With her back to me, I lean against the doorway and admire her.
Her delicate neck on display with her hair tucked inside a scrub cap covered in a Red Howlers’ mascot print.
She lifts onto her tippy toes, trying to reach a box on the top shelf.
With a huff, she looks to both sides, then up again before testing the strength of the shelf by pulling on it.
Alarmed, I decide to abandon my spot when she lifts a foot onto one of the bottom shelves.
In spite of my panic, I have the presence of mind to release the latch holding the door ajar.
Clutching her hips and hauling her against me before she can leave the ground causes a high-pitched scream to escape from her. Covering her mouth, I whisper into her ear, “Tell me you do not regularly scale shelves instead of getting a step stool?”
Recognizing my voice, she sags into my embrace. Taking my hand away from her mouth, she looks at me over her shoulder, batting her lashes. “Doctor, I would never do something so reckless.”
Imagining her coming to harm in this room tucked into the back recesses of the department and no one being the wiser has my blood pressure skyrocketing. The hand I had covering her mouth involuntarily closes around her throat. “Don’t play coy with me, Aleena. That shit is fucking dangerous.”
“Julian, stop worrying. I’m fine.” Arching her neck further into my grasp, she continues, “I’ve only done it a few times, and I’ve never had an accident.”
Growling, “Promise me you won’t do it again. I’ll lose my mind imagining you doing something like this,” I say, tightening my grip infinitesimally, “It’ll prevent us from keeping our relationship secret when I refuse to let you out of my sight.”
Looking back up at me, I loosen my hold on her. With eyes burning, she licks her lips and holds her hand over mine. “Make me.”
Fire rages through my veins, and I crash my lips to hers.
Pushing my tongue into her mouth, Leena moans as hers slicks against mine.
My hand holding her hip slips under her shirt, and I drag my palm over the smooth skin of her stomach.
Fisting her breast, I tweak her nipple over her bra.
Arching her chest into my hold and pushing her ass back into my lap makes me thrust my hips.
My hard cock starts leaking precum with each moan, and I whimper when she sucks on my tongue.
Our ragged breaths sound deafening in the silence.
Knowing we can be discovered at any moment makes this even hotter.
But I pull back because this is a boundary I won’t push Leena past. She turns, following my mouth.
Her hand comes to my groin and she starts stroking me.
The scrub pants are so thin they could almost not be a barrier. Her tight fist feels like heaven.
“Aleena, wait. Baby, we need to stop,” I pant, even though it’s the last thing I want to do.
She looks up at me through her lashes. “I don’t think I can. I want you.” Her pink tongue darts out, licking over her bottom lip before her teeth sink into its fullness.
I draw in a jagged breath when she gives my dick another stroking pass with her palm. “We could get caught,” I warn, trying desperately to keep my thoughts coherent.
“Please, I need you inside me.” Her words are pleading, a breathy exhale.
I look at her, my eyes bouncing between hers. Her pupils are blown wide and clouded with lust, her chest heaving. But I can tell she’s serious when she pulls away and looks back at me, saying, “I know what I’m asking, Julian. You make the risk worth it.”
Fuck. There is no way I can say no to that.
Nodding, I walk her backwards into the wall on the side of the shelf she had been intending to climb. “Oh, baby. How can I deny you when you beg so prettily?”
Dropping to my knees in front of her, I pull the knot of her drawstring and peel her panties and pants down with one rough jerk. Grabbing the heel of one shoe, I slip it off with the pant leg. Leena looks down her body at me, and my cock jerks at her hungry expression.
Lifting her leg over my shoulder, I draw my tongue through her pussy, from her weeping hole to her swollen clit.
Clamping her full bottom lip between her teeth, a swallow works its way down her throat as she tries to contain a moan while mine rips through the room.
Her taste explodes on my tongue, and I pray I don’t come in my pants from eating her out.
Pulling back, I look up at her. Rosy cheeks and glossy eyes stare back at me. “I’m going to eat this pretty pussy so good, but you need to be quiet for me.”
Cupping one fleshy, rounded ass cheek in my hand and feasting on her with my mouth, I plunge two fingers inside her tight cunt.
Grinding her hips down, she chases her pleasure.
I can’t stop licking and sucking her clit and nipping her labia.
So lost in her heat and taste, her orgasm takes me by surprise.
Crying out and holding my head to her, I don’t stop, ravenous to draw every ounce of pleasure from her.
Taking and taking, pushing her through another climax until she’s panting and pushing my head away.
Wiping my mouth and beard on my arm, I stare up at her, grinning.
“Julian, I need you inside me. Now!”
Standing to my full height, I grab her shoulders and spin her away from me. My hands trail down her arms until my fingers link with hers, and I place them on the wall.
“This is going to be rough and fast, baby.”
“Yes, please.”
Her whining spurs me on. I rip my drawstring undone and shove my pants and boxer briefs down enough for my dick to spring free.
My grip on her hip brings her onto her toes, and with one hand I fit myself to her entrance, caressing her lower back with my other hand, then hooking an arm around her hip.
With a hard thrust, I push inside her, bottoming out the head of my dick at her cervix.
Leaning forward, my teeth clamp down on the soft part of her shoulder.
With a sharp cry, I feel her pussy flutter around me.
Holding her hips, I pull back and thrust back in harder, in a rhythm that has to be punishing for her, but she turns her head and watches me.
Feeling on the edge of my release, I pull out only to drag myself through the mess between her legs.
Groaning at the sight of her wetness coating my length, I thrust back in one, two, three more times before I throw my head back as pleasure lances through me, hot and fierce.
Pulsing my hips, I can feel jets of cum fill her eager pussy, milking me as she comes again.
I’m unable to contain the savage groan that is ripped from me.
Falling against Leena, I hold myself up with a forearm braced on the wall, the other circling her waist and clutching her to me. Our ragged pants fill the room.
As our breathing starts to quiet, I look at my watch and see we have been in this room longer than I thought.
Pulling out, I watch my cum seep from Leena’s beautiful pussy.
Tucking myself away, I kneel behind my girl.
Lapping up our combined releases, she groans as my tongue laves her sensitive flesh.
I’m wishing we had time for more—I can never get enough of her.
I help her back into her clothes and shoe.
Standing, I tie her drawstring then cup her pussy over her scrub pants as I whisper in her ear, “As much as I want to think about my cum leaking from your cunt, I didn’t want you to be uncomfortable for the rest of the day. ”
As she turns to me, I worry she’s going to be upset we behaved so recklessly and got carried away. Instead, her sated smile warms my heart and her gentle touch soothes me. With a deep kiss, unbothered by the lingering taste of us, we part. I leave first to make sure the way is clear for her.
Me: All clear. Thanks for the best turnover I’ve ever had.
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