Chapter Three
The rest of the morning was a blur of pretending to be professional while I was anything but.
I could still feel both of them—Jax’s thick load from the morning and Ryder’s fresh one leaking into my panties with every step.
Every shift in my seat, every walk down the hall reminded me of the kitchen wall and how greedily I’d taken Ryder while still full of Jax.
I was charting at a computer station on the floor when Jax appeared, coming out of a patient room in his white coat, looking sharp and focused. His eyes lit up the second they landed on me.
“Nikki,” he said, stepping close under the pretense of checking the chart. His hand brushed my lower back, lingering. “You’re walking a little funny today. Everything okay?”
Heat rushed to my face. I glanced around quickly. “Jax… not here.”
He leaned in closer, voice low and teasing. “Why not? You’ve been squirming since I left this morning. Still feeling me deep inside you?” His fingers pressed lightly against my lower back. “Bet that pussy is still nice and full. Leaking down your thighs while you try to focus on patients.”
The teasing didn’t stop there. Throughout the day, he found little moments— a filthy text during a lull (“Remember how hard you came on my cock before I left?”), a deliberate brush of his hand over my ass in the elevator, a whispered “Good girl” when we passed each other in the hall that made my knees weak.
By late afternoon, when our shifts overlapped, I was aching and soaked all over again.
He finally pulled me into an empty on-call room, locking the door behind us with a click.
“Couldn’t wait any longer,” he growled, shoving my scrub pants and panties down just enough. He bent me over the small bed and thrust into me in one deep stroke. “Fuck, you’re even wetter than when I left. So greedy for me.”
Jax fucked me hard and fast, one hand fisted in my hair, the other gripping my hip. “This pussy is mine,” he groaned.
I couldn’t hold back. The angle, the risk of someone walking by the on-call room, and the way he was railing me after everything that had happened that morning—it was all too much. My moans grew louder, uncontrollable.
“Jax—fuck—yes!” I cried out, my voice echoing off the walls as he slammed into me.
The flimsy on-call bed shook violently under us, the metal frame banging rhythmically against the wall with every powerful thrust. I was getting louder, almost screaming as another orgasm built fast. “Harder—please— I’m gonna come! ”
He growled and gave me exactly what I begged for, pounding me mercilessly. The mattress squeaked and shook like it was going to break. I came hard, screaming his name as my pussy clenched around him in powerful waves, soaking his cock and dripping down my thighs.
But Jax didn’t stop. He fucked me straight through it, drawing out every pulse until I was shaking and oversensitive. “Good girl,” he panted, voice dark with satisfaction.
He pulled out suddenly, spun me around, and lifted me onto the small bed.
He pushed my knees to my chest and drove back in, the new angle hitting even deeper.
The bedframe slammed against the wall with every brutal thrust. I was moaning loudly, almost screaming, no longer able to care who might hear.
“Jax—oh god—too deep!” I cried, nails raking down his back. He leaned down, biting my neck as he ground into me in slow, devastating circles before switching back to hard, punishing strokes.
“You love it deep,” he growled, sweat dripping down his chest. “Love being my little hospital slut, taking my cock where anyone could walk by. Come again for me, Nikki. Scream my name.”
I did. The second orgasm ripped through me even harder, my back arching off the bed as I screamed, legs shaking violently. The mattress bounced and creaked wildly under us. Jax kept fucking me through it, relentless, his thumb finding my clit and rubbing fast circles.
“Not done yet,” he rasped, flipping me onto all fours with ease. He slammed back in from behind in one brutal thrust, burying himself to the hilt. One hand fisted my hair, yanking my head back, while the other cracked sharply against my ass.“I want you ruined before I let you go back to work.”
The new position had me sobbing with pleasure.
Every deep, punishing stroke hit new angles, the head of his cock dragging against that sensitive spot inside me over and over.
The flimsy on-call bed shook violently, the metal frame slamming rhythmically against the wall with loud, unmistakable bangs.
I was getting louder, almost screaming as he railed me.
“Jax—fuck—too deep!” I cried out, voice breaking. “I can’t—oh god—I’m gonna—”
He slapped my ass again, harder this time, the sting blooming into heat.
“Yes, you can. Take it. Take every fucking inch like the greedy little slut you are.” His grip in my hair tightened as he leaned over me, pounding harder, his balls slapping against my clit with every thrust. “Scream for me, Nikki. Let the whole floor know who’s fucking this pussy raw. ”
I gushed around his thick cock as my arms gave out.
I collapsed face-down on the mattress, ass still up in the air as he kept fucking me through the orgasm.
My screams were muffled by the sheets, but my body shook uncontrollably, pussy fluttering and squirting around him in waves.
The bed continued to creak and bang wildly beneath us.
Jax didn’t slow down. “That’s it—fuck, you’re soaking me,” he groaned, voice strained with effort. “Such a good girl falling apart on my cock. One more. Give me one more before I fill you up.”
He reached underneath me and rubbed my oversensitive clit in fast, firm circles while continuing those deep, relentless strokes.
The overstimulation had me sobbing and shaking, another orgasm crashing through me almost immediately.
I screamed his name into the mattress, the sound raw and broken as my entire body convulsed.
Only then did Jax let himself go. He slammed in deep with a guttural moan and came hard, flooding me with long, thick pulses of cum. He kept shallowly thrusting through it, pushing every drop as deep as possible while the bed continued to tremble beneath us.
“Fuck—Nikki—” he rasped.
We finally collapsed together, the mattress still trembling beneath us. Both of us were breathing hard, covered in sweat. Jax kissed the back of my neck, still buried inside me. “Couldn’t be quiet for me today, could you?” he teased, voice rough. “Good thing I locked the door.”
He finally pulled out slowly, watching with dark satisfaction as a thick trail of his cum leaked out of me. “Tonight. My room. I want to hear you scream like that again when we have more time.”
Then he straightened his coat and slipped out, leaving me a wrecked, leaking mess on the on-call bed as I tried to pull myself together for the rest of my shift.