Chapter 12
CHAPTER TWELVE
Mia
My training kicks in the second I hear the call for help. I spin around and immediately see the man on the ground. “Call for help,” I tell Briggs and sprint across the road to where the man is lying unconscious, his concerned wife standing over him, sobbing.
“What happened?” I ask the woman as I drop to my knees next to the man and look for a pulse.
“He grabbed his chest and collapsed,” she tells me.
I can’t find a pulse and he’s not breathing, so I immediately start chest compressions.
“Please help him.” His wife is crying, but I try my best to tune her out and focus on the task.
One two three. One two three. One two three.
I keep the rhythm in my head, just the way I was trained.
Breathe.
“An ambulance is on the way,” Briggs says behind me. “I called the town doctor, too.”
I give him a curt nod as way of recognition and resume my chest compressions.
It feels like forever before help arrives, but finally, I hear sirens in the distance, and the doctor arrives shortly before the ambulance. He takes over, giving me a break, and I step back to give them space to work.
Briggs has his arm around the man’s wife and is consoling her while they watch helplessly. The man is going to be okay. He has to be.
The paramedics work quickly, pull out the chest paddles, and after one try, it works. They find a heartbeat. Thank God.
We watch as they bundle the man into the ambulance, and Briggs helps his wife in after them. It’s not until they drive off that the doctor turns to find me.
“Good work there, young lady.” He extends his hand for me to shake. “I’m Doctor Miller. That man survived because of you. You have training.”
“My name is Mia.” I nod. “I’m a nurse. I just graduated.”
“You’re damn good at it, too.”
Briggs joins us and puts his arms around me. “Thanks for coming, Doc.”
“Of course.” The doctor nods. “I’m just glad I wasn’t called away.” He shakes his head. “I’m the only doctor in town,” he tells me. “Sometimes there’s not enough of me to go around.” I see him look to Briggs, and his arm around me, before looking at me again. “Are you…new in town?”
“Oh.” I shake my head. “I’m only here visiting.”
“That’s a shame. We could use someone like you in town to help out.” He brushes his hands together and turns to leave. “You let me know if you ever change your mind. Good work today, Mia.”
We watch as he walks away before Briggs wraps his arms around my waist and pulls me close. “That was amazing,” he whispers in my ear. “You’re incredible.”
“It was nothing.”
“No, honey. It’s not nothing. You saved Mr. Conrad’s life. That’s definitely not nothing.” He presses a kiss to my neck, and then another before he adds, “And you still look sexy as hell.”
I can’t help but laugh, but when his hard erection presses into my butt, my laughter turns into a groan. “Take me back to the cabin?”
“Gladly,” he murmurs. “But now I can’t decide if you were naughty for leaving while I was sleeping, or if you’ve been a very good girl for saving Mr. Conrad’s life.”
I know he’s teasing, but his words have lit a fire in me and my pussy is already throbbing with the promise of what we’re going to do when he gets me alone.
I spin in his arms and wrap my arms around his neck. “Why choose?” I ask before kissing him. “I can be very naughty and a very good girl, all at the same time.”
Briggs growls in response and bites gently at my bottom lip before scooping me up and tossing me over his shoulder—his preferred method for carrying me, it seems—and takes me to the truck.
Briggs
Damn, she’s incredible.
One minute, Mia’s saving a man’s life.
The next, she’s transformed into a sexpot. The perfect balance between naughty and nice.
I love it.
I love her.
I’m going to tell her, too. But first, I’m going to get my girl home, strip her naked, and make her feel how much I love her.
The drive only takes minutes and then I’m once more throwing her over my shoulder. The skin-tight Lycra of her purple leggings show off every little curve of her luscious ass. I can’t resist smacking it as I carry her up the steps to the porch and into the cabin.
“I told you, Briggs.” She wiggles her pussy against my shoulder. “I’ve been naughty.”
“My girl wants her spanking, does she?”
“Mmhmm.”
More than anything, I want to give it to her, too. Later.
But first I need to fuck her. I need to be inside her sweet, tight cunt. My need is so great it hurts.
I kick the door shut behind me and walk straight through the living room, to the opposite wall. I flip her over my shoulder and press her up against the wall, hard.
Her eyes widen, surprised we’re not on the couch and she’s not over my knee.
My kiss is hungry and demanding. Mia meets me and kisses me back.
Her hands claw down my back, but I gather up her tiny wrists in one hand and pin her arms over her head, which has the delightful effect of pressing her tits up so far, they’re almost popping out of her tight sports bra.
“Oh yes, I think I like that.” I openly admire her tits and, with my free hand, tug her bra down so they pop free. She groans, and I let her slide to the ground, but only long enough to tug her tight leggings down to expose her sweet pussy.
I reach into the waistband of my sweats to free my hard dick and once more lift her so she’s up against the wall. Her arms still over her head, I press the head of my cock to her dripping-wet entrance.
We’ve never done it against the wall before, and I know I’m about to fill her in a way she’s never felt before. I also know she’s a good girl, and she’ll take every inch of me.
Mia thrusts her hips forward.
“So needy, aren’t you?”
“For you? Always.”
They’re just the words I need to hear. With one solid thrust, I impale her sweet pussy. Mia cries out and throws her head back as her body works to adjust to my size. It’s the same every time.
I fucking love the way her tiny body accepts all of me. She was made just for me.
I don’t give her much time to recover before I pull out and thrust deep inside her again. And again.
“You like that, honey? You like it when I fuck you like this?”
Her only reply is a long, deep moan as I thrust again.
She’s perfect. This is perfect.
Here, in my cabin with Mia, it feels like forever. I love this girl. It doesn’t matter that it’s only been a few days since we met. It doesn’t matter that she’s supposed to leave tomorrow. Nothing matters. Except her and me. Right here. Right now.
I need to tell her how I feel. With my cock buried deep into her heat, I tilt her chin up so she’s looking into my eyes. “Mia,” I say. “I—”
“What the actual fuck is going on in here?”
Jamie.
Fuck.