Chapter 21
Twenty-One
Don’t give up. You’re allowed to cuss the entire time. Just don’t give up.
—Gentry to Sage
Sage
The three of us sat in the break room staring at a bunch of nothing as we decompressed from the day we’d just had.
Bernice had her hair up in a messy bun, having thrown it up that way halfway through the day in her haste to free herself of the overstimulation.
Odin had lost his button-down shirt, and was now only in a pair of jeans and a white tee that he’d had under that button-down. He had a backward-facing ball cap on his head, and he was leaning said head against the wall where he was leaning back in the chair.
I, probably the most unkempt of us all, stared at the two of them.
“Why do y’all look like y’all are contemplating your life choices?” I wondered.
Odin’s eyes flicked to me.
Bernice kept staring at the table, likely lost in her head and not having heard the question at all.
“I’m wondering if it’ll always be like that, and if I should’ve never agreed to take over,” he admitted.
“Surely it can’t be that hard all the time,” Bernice mused, having heard us after all.
“At least y’all didn’t get puked on,” I pointed out.
Somewhere beyond where we were at, the door jingled again.
“We forgot to lock the door after the last patient,” Bernice mused.
“It’s just me,” Gentry called out.
All three of us blew out a breath of relief.
“Lock the door!”
Another voice answered, “I got it!” letting us know there were more than just Gentry headed our way.
By the way Bernice stiffened, I had a feeling I knew who was with him.
I was proved right when Hux arrived with Gentry moments later.
Hux was carrying a case of beer and Dr. Peppers. Meanwhile, Gentry had a stack of pizzas.
“Your girl told us what kind of pizza you like,” Gentry said to Odin as he tossed a pizza box down in front of the big man. “She said she’s sorry she can’t join us for our impromptu end of the first day celebration. She said she was busy with a baby bear.”
Odin grunted and flipped the pizza box open.
Hux set the drinks down, ripped open the boxes, and handed everyone a drink.
I took a beer.
Bernice took a Dr. Pepper.
Just as her hand closed around the cold can, her breath hitched.
At first I thought it was due to her touching Hux’s fingers, but the wheezing started soon after.
Shit.
I reached behind me into the cubbyhole where she’d stowed her purse, fished around, and pulled out her inhaler.
I’d learned today as she was running around with us that she was an asthmatic.
She’d had a bad day today and had taken a hit off her emergency inhaler twice between patients.
Odin and I had kept an eye on her throughout the day, fully expecting her to be overextended.
But she’d trucked through.
I handed her the inhaler, and Hux watched her like a hawk, eyes only for her.
Bernice took a puff of her inhaler, held her breath, then let it out slowly.
The wheezing slowly stopped.
Her shoulders slumped. “Today was a bad day.”
“Cold air and allergens,” Odin mused. “We might need to take a look at your medications. Maybe make a few changes.”
Bernice finally took the drink from Hux and popped the tab open.
She took a quick sip, then said, “What kind of pizza’s in that box?”
The way she asked it made Hux grin. “The normal kind. I didn’t put anchovies on it this time.”
Both Bernice and I scrunched up our noses in disgust.
The pizzas were revealed, and I was happy to see that my favorite kind was in there as well.
My eyes met Gentry’s. “Thank you.”
He winked, taking a slice of meat lovers, leaving me the plain old cheese.
Not the most adventurous, but it was the most pure.
I loved me some cheese pizza.
There were no other competing flavors to contend with the cheese and sauce.
We ate and talked about our day.
Odin told them how I was puked on by a small child. I told them how Odin had some of his beard hair ripped out from an old lady. Bernice told Hux that some old man felt her up.
All in all, it was a good day.
Hopefully, all the days wouldn’t be like this.
Since the doctor had died, there were quite a few appointments to make up, and we might be quite busy until we were able to catch back up.
Dinner was hurried since we were all so tired, and within twenty minutes, we were all filing out of the building.
“See y’all at nine!” Bernice called as she walked toward the truck her brother had helped her recently pick out.
I’d talked with her about it over lunch, and she’d shared that she would’ve gone the same route as me had it not been for her brother forcing her to get something more fit for a Montana winter.
Gentry helped me into the truck, but instead of closing the door once he had me in the seat, he yanked me to the edge and wrapped his big arms around my waist, stepping between my legs, hugging me tight.
“Missed you.”
I had missed him, too.
“Did you have a good day?” he asked. “Other than the getting puked on part?”
I turned to press my lips to his throat while threading my arms around his neck.
He pressed deeper, pressing our bodies together from head to hips.
I squeezed his hips with the inside of my thighs before answering, “It was okay. I hope that it calms down, because I don’t want to go that crazy all the time.
It was nonstop work from the moment we opened the practice until we closed the doors behind the last patient.
Dr. Pendelton used to allow walk-ins, so there were also those patients trying to get seen, too.
We tried to accommodate them the first few hours, but eventually we realized that it wasn’t possible and started sending them away with appointments.
We need more nurses. At least two more. Probably a couple of techs, too. Maybe a phlebotomist.”
His fingers splayed across my rib cage, and he clenched them, causing me to squeak as he tickled me.
He chuckled and pulled away. “Sorry.”
I ran the backs of my fingers along the length of his jaw. “How was your day?”
His eyes gleamed. “Pretty damn good. Reunited that kid with his parents. Though he has a hell of a fear of women now. But he’ll make it. Got a bunch of nowhere with trying to find his trail. But we’ll get there.”
I dropped my hand to his throat and lightly squeezed. “You will.”
He hummed as he started to press kisses to the side of my neck, going upward until he reached the shell of my ear.
My hands clenched on his long-sleeved tee, and I swiveled my hips a bit, pressing myself to his stomach. As I did, the sharp point of his badge dug into my inner thigh, and I hissed.
He pulled back and glanced down, seeing the problem.
“Maybe we should head home.”
I reluctantly agreed and we were headed back to his place long moments later.
As we pulled up, I saw Neo poke his head out of his heated dog house, watching us pull up.
When he saw that it was us, he went back inside and laid down, eyes on us but making no effort to get closer.
“He make any progress today?” I asked, knowing he’d gone home to check on Neo during his day.
He’d sent me photos of Neo following him on a lunch run, and even getting close enough to catch some treats out of the air.
“I think he’ll be eating out of my hand soon,” he said. “I got him all tucked in for the night. Come on.”
I followed Gentry inside and was able to get over the threshold before I was being shed of all clothing.
When I was standing there completely naked, Gentry had me up and against the door in the next moment.
“I want to feel your chest hair against my nipples,” I gasped when my back slammed against the cold wall.
He held me up by his hips pinning me to the wall, and yanked his tee over his head, tossing it to the floor.
My fingernails dug into his broad shoulders, causing him to hiss.
“Ouch,” he groaned, biting me on the neck in retaliation.
I giggled at the soft love bite. “Sorry. It’s just that I really want your cock inside of me.”
He groaned and kissed me everywhere he could reach with his mouth, leaving open-mouthed kisses everywhere his mouth traveled.
I lifted my breast and brought it to his lips. “Suck.”
His eyes gleamed as he brought my nipple between his lips and lightly bit down.
I squeaked. “I said suck.”
He grinned with my nipple between his teeth, then did as I asked.
He sucked, hard.
My hips bucked, and I was reminded that his cock was pressed between us, hard and thick, behind his tactical work pants.
“Condom,” I breathed.
“Pocket.”
I reached down into his pocket and produced a condom.
The foil packet was gold and said “MAGNUM” on it.
Jesus.
Of course he would need magnum condoms.
He had a monster in his pants, after all.
I undid his belt and his button, which revealed the band of his underwear. And his cock head fully out of the waistband, ready to be touched and played with.
I yanked down his zipper, and he hissed. “Careful.”
I lifted my other breast to his waiting mouth. “Occupy yourself.”
He caught my breast with his hand with a chuckle and said, “Yes, ma’am.”
I clumsily shoved his pants down, and they fell to the floor with a solid thunk.
The next half a minute I forced a condom onto his cock and wondered if the magnum size was even going to fit.
I was muttering and cursing, which had Gentry laughing around my nipple. “It fits.”
“Whatever,” I panted. “I don’t even know why we’re using these. I’m clean. I’m on birth control.”
He stilled. “Yeah?”
“Yeah,” I said. “You’re clean?”
“As a whistle,” he commented.
“Do you know that the original phrase was ‘clear as a whistle?’” I teased.
He grunted and ripped the condom off of his cock as if it’d offended him, tossing it to the floor at our feet.
Before I could laugh at his urgency, he had the head of his cock at my entrance and he was pushing inside.
I threw my head back, my head colliding with the hard wall.
Not even the shock of pain at my skull could detract from the way he was making me feel as he slowly filled me up with his cock.
It took him multiple thrusts, but eventually he was able to force his cock inside of me.
“Jesus,” I groaned as he came to a stop, allowing me to adjust. “So full I could burst.”
He wheezed. “I’ve never felt the inside of a bare vagina before in my life. I’m fairly sure that I’m going to last seconds.”
I hummed, shifting my hips, searching for something that only he could give me.
He took the cue and started to fuck me.
As he did, my breasts jiggled in his face, causing his eyes to glaze over.
“This is my greatest fantasy come to life,” he said as he buried his face between my boobs.
I laughed, but that laugh quickly cut off as he caught a nipple and started to suck.
I moaned, long and loud.
A porn star couldn’t do any better.
“Fuck me, Gentry. Hard.”
He sped up, still holding back, though.
I caught my hand in his hair and forced his head back, his mouth disengaging from my nipple with a steady pop.
“I said hard.” I groaned.
He locked eyes with mine, then he gave me hard.
“I give you hard, I’ll blow.”
“I don’t care,” I gasped as he shoved in so deep that my breath caught. “Please.”
He didn’t hesitate after that, fucking me hard and fast.
My back was a solid bruise now, but I didn’t care. He fucked me straight into the wall, and it was the best thing I’d ever felt in my life.
It was different without a condom.
Hotter. Rawer. Wetter.
He groaned, “Gonna come.”
I reached my hand down between us in a desperate attempt to follow him.
All it took was one rotation of my clit and I was detonating.
He let out a strangled groan and followed right behind me, filling me up with his release.
His grunt of completion was hot, and I couldn’t stop myself from staring at his face as it tensed.
He looked like he was ready to murder the world when he came.
It was awesome.
Our breaths were sawing in and out of our lungs when he finally pulled out and set me on my feet.
I looked down in time to see his release run down the length of my thigh to my calf.
“Messy,” he mused as he watched a second glob follow the first.
“I’ll say,” I said. “We’re going to have to bring towels with us everywhere we go.”
He chuckled. “Let’s go shower.”
We did.
And when I went to go back to my RV, he stopped me by tangling his fingers into my wet hair. “No. My bed tonight. I might want that again. And I don’t want to have to traipse across my yard to get it.”
I didn’t argue.
Mostly because I wouldn’t mind doing that again.
By the time that my head hit the pillow in his bedroom, sprawled out on my stomach naked as a jaybird, I knew that this was going to be the new norm for us.
Me staying in his bed, and the RV just blocking the view.
The sad thing was, I didn’t let myself get too excited.
Good things always came to an end, especially for me.