Total pages in book: 69
Estimated words: 69807 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 349(@200wpm)___ 279(@250wpm)___ 233(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 69807 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 349(@200wpm)___ 279(@250wpm)___ 233(@300wpm)
Reaching for her hips, I pulled her down to her feet only to turn her around and force her top half back over the cart.
So short.
I widened my legs and notched the head of my cock at her entrance.
“Chevy, please,” she begged.
I slammed inside, the sweet slickness of her pussy engulfing my cock in a matter of moments.
No resistance.
Just one smooth thrust all the way to the hilt.
She yelped at the sudden invasion, her pussy clenching hard onto my cock.
“Fuck, you’re so wet,” I growled, my eyes closing as I ground my cock into her.
“This is, like, my ultimate fantasy,” she whispered hoarsely. “You and me in a supply closet. I think I’m having an out-of-body experience.”
I grinned and pulled back, my eyes catching on my cock as I pulled back.
Slick with her wet.
Fucking hell, that was so goddamn hot.
“You are made for me, baby,” I murmured as I pushed back inside, finding a slow, deep rhythm that would hopefully ensure that I could last long enough to get her off.
That smooth pace proved useless in the next breath when her pussy started to spasm around me.
“Already, my little Whirlwind?” I teased.
“Whirlwind?” she whispered as her pussy clamped down hard. “Oh, god.”
Her channel clamped down on my cock hard, and that was apparently all I could take.
I pumped into her twice, hard, and lost my load inside of her.
Hot pulses of my seed shot out of me with such force that it stole my breath.
I filled her up so fully that the last dregs of my release were pushed from her pussy to smear between our two bodies as I continued to grind into her.
Tiny little aftershocks continued to pulse through her as I pulled her up off the cart and into my chest.
“When we’re not at work,” I said softly into her hair, “we’re going to repeat this so I can take my time.”
Voices from the hallway had both of us hurrying to fix ourselves, and I walked to the edge of the supply closet and leaned over, my hands going to the shelf as I did.
The door opened as I was contemplating what we’d just done.
What I’d just done.
How I was going to explain away what had happened.
How…
“Oh, sorry.” Dru’s voice sounded from behind me. “You okay?”
Thankfully the smell of cleaning products masked the scent of sex.
Unfortunately, Aella was a jabber mouth when she was nervous.
I had to grin at the stuttering explanation she gave to Dru.
“Oh, yeah. I’m fine…he’s probably…uhh…yeah, he’s going to need a minute. He’s a little messed up right now.” Aella cleared her throat.
It was damn cute is what it was.
Still I stayed where I was, hiding my smile.
“Oh,” Dru said, sounding sympathetic. “I’m sorry to hear about the passing of the kid.”
Her voice had taken on a dangerous tint when she said ‘the kid’ that made me think that she was more than okay with him kicking the bucket just like I was.
I straightened and turned, finding both women looking at me worriedly.
I left, passing in between them without a word.
I did make sure to pat Aella’s butt as I moved between them, causing her to jerk in surprise.
I wouldn’t smile, though.
That wouldn’t do.
A doctor that’d just killed a man shouldn’t be smiling, after all.
Twenty
Unfortunately, I often find out without getting to fuck around.
—Chevy’s secret thoughts
CHEVY
I was waiting for her at the end of the hallway when we got off of work.
She’d been needed much longer than I had, yet I’d waited for her to get done since I’d been the one to bring her with me this morning.
She had her head down, and she was texting furiously on her phone.
She came to a stop next to the elevator and still had yet to look up and see that I was there.
Which, of course, irritated me.
Her complete lack of spatial awareness was concerning to say the least.
The elevator doors opened, and she walked inside, still typing furiously.
I joined her in the elevator and waited for the doors to close before saying, “Are you ignoring me, or are you just that unaware?”
She startled, validating my fears.
I almost wished she had been ignoring me.
Women could never be too careful, and the thought of her being hurt because she wasn’t paying attention to her surroundings made me inwardly furious.
“Shit, you scared me.” She placed her hand holding her phone over her heart. “I’m sorry.”
“Don’t apologize to me,” I said, crowding into her until she was pressed against the back corner of the elevator. “I’d be more worried about yourself. You can’t be too careful, Aella.”
“Wh-why?” she asked.
“Because I’d be really fuckin’ upset if you got yourself hurt,” I replied, skimming my nose down the length of her cheek.
She shivered, her fingers clutching onto the pockets of my scrub top.
Ding.
I pulled back at the sound of the doors opening and caught her hand in mine, pulling her with me.