33. "That's my good girl." 🌶️🌶️
I sat in the backseat of the car as Samuel drove me to the hospital.
After getting dressed, when I went to thank Aiden for the flowers, I found him on a video call with his back to me, and decided not to disturb him. So, I quietly left the house with a full heart and a smiling face.
However, as we grew closer to the hospital, I found myself getting anxious.
Not only because of the obvious threat to my safety, but also because of having to face Andrew.
It pained me that I had to be hesitating to see my only guy friend whom I truly valued.
I also felt guilty for not reciprocating his feelings, but I could never even look at him that way.
He was pretty much like a brother to me.
Soon enough, Samuel pulled into the parking lot of the hospital, and I stepped out, taking a deep breath as I walked to the entrance. I was greeted by my colleagues as I approached my department, who were both surprised and happy to see me.
And before I could comprehend anything, someone attacked me with a hug.
"Aysel, you're back!" Eva squealed with excitement, and I had to remind her to be quiet, even though I was just as excited to see her.
I grinned at her. "I'm so happy to be back."
"Oh me too, bestie! I missed you so much. If you ever miss work again, I'm gonna kill you." She said, making me laugh.
"Welcome back, Dr. Aysel." Dr. Bailey's voice made me take a step away from Eva.
I forced a small smile. "Good morning, Dr. Bailey. Thank you."
She nodded, studying my face for a minute. "It's good to have you back... I better not find you slacking off. Get to work immediately. The OPD is full today."
I nodded compliantly, and giving me one last look, she walked down the corridor.
"I better get straight to work." I told Eva, freezing as my gaze fell on Andrew standing a few feet away. His eyes met mine for a moment before he awkwardly looked away.
"Yeah, same. I have to be in the private wards today. Good luck in the OPD." She replied, giving my arm a small squeeze.
I gave her a small smile before walking towards the OPD, and immediately started seeing patients one by one.
It felt refreshing to be back at work, so much so that seeing so many patients consecutively brought me zero fatigue. Hours later, I finally got to sit down as the rush in the OPD ended.
"Dr. Aysel," Dr Bailey showed up at the door of the doctor's room, and I immediately stood up. "Go to private room no 72. There's a patient you need to see urgently."
I nodded, instantly setting off towards the elevator. Arriving on the private rooms' floor, I walked towards room number 72, and knocked at the door before pushing it open and stepping inside.
I was caught off guard when I saw the 'patient'.
"Aiden, are you okay? Did something happen?" I gushed worriedly, hurrying up to where he stood by the bed.
"Yes, I have pain." He answered as I stood before him.
"Where?" I asked, motioning for him to sit, but he did not comply.
He pointed towards his chest. "In my heart."
I blinked in confusion. "What?"
"You left without saying goodbye." He complained.
I sighed in relief that he was not actually hurt. "I came to tell you goodbye, but you were busy and I chose not to disturb you."
"You can disturb me anytime." He told me.
"I'll keep that in mind for next time." I replied.
He took my hand, pulling me to his muscular body and wrapped his warm arms around me. I relaxed in his embrace, resting my head on his firm chest. "What are you even doing here?" I asked softly.
"I own the place, remember?" He said.
I giggled softly, tilting my head back to look at him. "Did you miss me?"
"A lot. I need to get used to not seeing you around the house all day." He responded, gently running his fingers through my hair.
I giggled again. "Yeah, you do."
"How's it going so far?" He asked, stroking the back of my head.
"Good, even better now." I grinned.
His lips lifted up into a breathtaking smile. A gasp sounded from my mouth as he lifted me up without warning, causing me to instinctively wrap my legs around his torso.
"What are you doing?" I asked nervously as he pressed my back to the wall.
"I'm going to kiss you." He apprised me, his voice a sexy murmur, his eyes searching my gaze for any apprehension.
My heart palpitated dangerously in my chest in anticipation as he brought his face closer to mine, nuzzling my nose with his.
His minty breath fanned my lips, driving me crazy.
I tangled my fingers in his silky hair, stroking the back of his head in an attempt to encourage him to put his lips on mine.
My heart stood still as he brought his mouth closer to mine, and my grip on his hair grew tighter when his lips came crashing down on mine, passionately devouring them.
My hands travelled to his shoulders where I gripped them with my small hands as his tongue invaded my mouth, sending waves of electricity and pulsing blood down to my core.
I was panting when he pulled away, shaking in his arms as the sensations overpowered me. I realised I wanted more. I wanted to be pleasured. To venture into territories I was once afraid of.
"You're making me lose control." Aiden's husky voice spoke, his grip on my hips tightening.
"You're... I want..." I tried to voice what I felt, but then a code blue announcement came through the speakers from the ICU on the floor below the one I was on, making me stiffen. "Put me down. I have to go." I tapped his shoulders.
He hesitantly put me down. "Do you have to?" He asked as I rushed towards the door.
"Yes, it's an emergency." I called hurriedly, before scuttling out of the door.
We managed to stabilise the patient, and after I made sure that she was alright, I walked out of the ICU and took my phone out of my pocket. I had texts from Dr. Bailey telling me to report to the OPD because more patients had showed up, and one text from Aiden.
I'm in my office.
I texted him a reply: I have to see patients in the OPD.
My phone buzzed with a response almost instantly: let me know when you're done. I'll take you home.
I replied with an 'okay' and proceeded towards the OPD where I got busy with patients once again.
A couple hours later, my shift ended, and I texted Aiden to let him know that I was heading to the parking lot. When I stepped out, I found him leaning against his car. To avoid attracting attention, I quickly paced to his car and settled in.
He took his place in the driver's seat and reversed out of the parking lot, before driving down the road. I rolled my lower lip into my mouth as shyness consumed me, the memories of our passionate kiss blazing flames of desire within me again.
I gasped as he abruptly stopped the car at the side of the road.
I looked at him in confusion as he ripped away his seatbelt and then mine, and before I could react, his lips came smashing down on mine, hungrily kissing and sucking my lips.
I moaned into his mouth as his tongue entered my mouth, deepening the kiss.
Moisture accumulated between my thighs, and I found myself pining for more.
Anything to ebb the needy ache in my core.
His mouth abandoned mine, not giving me much chance to breathe as his lips started kissing along my jaw and then down to my neck, sucking and nibbling at the sensitive skin.
My moans filled his car as I tilted my head backward to allow him more access.
The desire and need within me grew more and more intense and urgent, to the point where I was ready to beg him for a release.
He retreated to gaze into my eyes, his own alight with lust and passion as his fingers hooked at the hem of my shirt.
I nodded, giving him permission to take it off.
He wasted no time in complying and ridding me of my shirt.
My cheeks burned as he pulled me on to his lap, his eyes feasting on my cleavage spilling out of my bra.
The timidness consuming me was not as strong as the lust raging through my body that wanted nothing more than to be pleasured and satisfied.
His eyes flicked to mine again, carefully watching my expressions as he slowly unbuttoned my jeans.
I knew he was checking to ensure that I was comfortable with each and every thing.
Not receiving any inhibitions from me, he sensually pulled my zipper down, before proceeding to pull my jeans down my body.
I helped him remove them until I sat on his lap in my bra and panties.
"Tell me to stop if you want, Aysel." He breathed out, his husky voice turning me on even more.
I shook my head. "Please touch me," I found myself almost imploring. "I... I need a release."
Deriving courage from my words, his hands moved to my back, lingering above the hook of my bra. "Can I take it off?" He asked.
"Yes." I breathed out, the anticipation driving me insane.
My breasts spilled out as he unclasped my bra, and my cheeks turned even redder as my upper body became totally exposed. I fought the urge to cover my breasts with my arms, and let his eyes feast on them.
"You're so fucking beautiful." He uttered, his arousal evident in his voice and in his pants as his growing erection pressed right where my clit was.
My nipples pebbled up like small bullets, standing at attention as his gaze alone aroused me even more. I bit my lip as his hands sensually grazed both sides of my torso, before cupping my breasts in his large hands.
My head rolled back as he rolled my nipples between his index finger and thumb, soft moans leaving my mouth. I almost jumped when his tongue flicked out to lick one of my nipples while his hand played with my other breast as he sucked and nibbled on my sensitive nub.
My moans grew louder, and I found myself grinding on his big and hard erection as I desperately sought friction on my clit. My panties were soaking wet, moistening his jeans as I rubbed on him.
He groaned. "That's my good girl."
A loud gasp sounded from me as he slipped his hand inside my panties, his fingers effortlessly finding my clit and stroking it, while his mouth now devoured my other nipple.
My moans knew no end as I whimpered and mewled, my mind becoming hazy as my body started to become more and more overpowered with ecstasy and intense pleasure where I thought I would pass out.
I could feel myself getting closer and closer to my very first orgasm.
And then his phone started ringing.
I whimpered, annoyed at the interruption, afraid that he would stop, and I would have to come down from the high I was riding.
But he continued his pleasurable torment on my sensitive zones, in spite of his ringing phone.
A loud cry sounded from the back of my throat as my toes curled, and my body convulsed as a strong and dominating wave of indescribable pleasure pulsed through me, shutting down my brain until all I knew was his name.
He didn't stop until my body stopped shaking and I collapsed on to his chest, having come all over his hand. My eyes closed automatically as my body still shook slightly and my mind felt numb.
He withdrew his hand from my panties and wrapped his arms around me, cuddling me closer to his big and warm body, until I passed out in his arms.