My Bad
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Her eyes lit with even more anger. “Yes. I. Do.”
That’s when I started getting pissed.
“You don’t,” I growled.
“I do.”
“Do you?” I asked. “Do you really want me to leave? Or are you pissed that your pride got hurt, and you’re taking it out on me? Because, from where I’m standing, it looks like you’re throwing a fit. Put yourself into my shoes. What would you have done?”
“I would’ve followed the nurses’ and doctors’ orders because I know exactly how important it is to have control in an ER trauma room where a patient is fighting for her life!” she argued.
Okay, she had a point…
I shook my head. “If you honestly think that I could’ve kept Wade out of that room, you’re delusional. I know within a shadow of a doubt what he would’ve done, and that’s why I fought for him to stay. He wasn’t thinking right, and all he needed to do was sit there and feel like he was helping. He wasn’t in the way. He wasn’t hurting anything.”
“But you were.” She yanked one hand free and pushed, trying to put some distance between us. “And you caused me to be written up! Do you know what that does? That takes away my Christmas bonus that I use to pay for Christmas presents!”
Now that I did feel bad about. But I’d make it up to her.
I’d buy every goddamn Christmas present she needed this year and then some. Not that she’d want to let me, but I’d find a way to make it okay.
And, done with the conversation, knowing we weren’t going to get anywhere right then with both of us so pissed off, I slammed my mouth down onto hers.
She brought her hand up to my hair and yanked, trying to get me away from her.
It didn’t work.
The pain only bolstered my efforts.
I kissed her like I was leaving tomorrow—gave her mouth exactly what I’d wanted to give it since the first day I’d met her.
Our tongues touched, our breathing hitched, and her hand stopped yanking me away, and started pulling me closer.
Her other hand stopped tugging to get free, and curled around my fingers, letting me know that I wasn’t the only one affected by our kiss.
Her heart was pounding against my chest, and her legs tightened around my waist.
The moment that it did, I pressed my erection into her, grinding against her.
The scrubs she was wearing made it feel like nothing was between us, and I lost control.
I dropped her to her feet, then started stripping her from the waist down. Long seconds later, she was naked and confused, and I was hastily unzipping my own pants. Her eyes widened when she saw my cock, and the lick she gave her lips felt like she’d taken me straight down her throat.
Not able to stand another second, I picked her up like I’d had her before, and positioned my cock at her entrance.
Pausing only long enough to get her nod of approval, I thrust so hard inside that we both cried out.
She felt so perfect. Hot, smooth, silky and wet. Everything that I’d ever dreamed that she’d be.
This was the place where I wanted to be for the rest of my life—right there, in her arms, between her legs, cock filling her so full that we both found it hard to breathe.
“Oh, God,” she whispered, a tremor going through her body.
I pulled out minutely, then rocked back inside, my balls slapping against the crack of her ass as I did.
“Shit,” she breathed. “So good.”
I was too lost in the sensation of what she felt like surrounding me to respond. Instead, I thrust into her like a mad man, filling her over and over again like she was mine to fill.
“God, you’re so big,” she whispered. “I feel like you’re about to rip me apart.”
Those words, coming out of her mouth, sent a rush of excitement through my veins.
Every man wanted to hear that he was big. To hear that he was big while taking the woman he’s fantasized about taking for so long it felt like his balls were about to explode? Well, let’s just say my balls weren’t in a good state.
It wouldn’t take long, and the control I barely held onto vanished right along with the rest of my brain.
We shouldn’t be doing this where we were. We shouldn’t be doing it without protection. We shouldn’t be seconds away from making a mistake that no adult should ever make.
Yet, I didn’t pull out and insist that we put on a condom—because about two thrusts in I realized rather quickly that her pussy shouldn’t feel that good.
I also didn’t tell her that I was inside of her bare.
The thought of her filled with my seed—so much so that it was leaking out—made me want to scream out in triumph. Like a freakin’ Viking that was taking what he wanted without little thought or care to how it would affect him or the woman he was fucking in the long run.
“Oh, God. I want to come,” she whispered, her hand reaching out for purchase. She found my hair at the base of my neck and yanked me forward. “Suck on me.”
I’d like nothing more, I thought as I moved my mouth to her neck and lightly drew a circle on her skin with my tongue.
She clenched around me, so hard that I nearly stopped, and moaned. “God, yes.”
I wasn’t sure if it was the zone that I was touching or the fact that my mouth was on her, so I started to experiment.
I sucked, licked, nipped, and bit everything that I could reach.
Turns out, she liked all of it.
The more that I used my mouth, the harder that she clenched and writhed until suddenly, I felt her start to tighten around me much more different than she’d previously been doing.
Then she was coming, her pussy contracting and relaxing around me.
That’s when I realized that I had to give her some choice in the matter. I didn’t want her to think that I’d done it on purpose.
I slowed, my eyes going to her, and started to pull out.
It was the hardest thing that I’d ever done, but I did it.
Until she slammed me back inside by using her feet on my ass and said, “Come inside me. God, I need it.”
Well, in that case…
I slammed home, felt my abs contract with a ferocity that was just as surprising as my need, and came.
I came hard, my vision dimming and my heart rate accelerating to the point of worry.
“God, yes,” she breathed, feeling the spurts of come leaving my body and entering her.
My thrusts became slick with our combined juices, and still, I didn’t stop thrusting.
Sure, they’d turned lazy and slow, but it felt way too goddamn good to stop.
At least until I heard an amused voice call out through the bathroom door, reminding me exactly where I was and what I shouldn’t be doing to the woman currently wrapped around me in all ways.
“I’m taking another slice of pizza for having to listen to that!” Phoebe called out. “And y’all are sick. Disgusting. I hope you used protection.”
I looked down at my bare cock that was still firmly planted in her pussy.
The sight had my cock flexing.
I couldn’t stop myself from moving, just a little bit.
Her tiny gasp had my gaze going back to her face.
Her eyes were glazed, and she looked like she was trying super hard not to make any sounds.
I grinned and pulled all the way out until just my cock head rested at her entrance and thrust hard back inside.
“She can have the whole fucking pizza,” Pru whispered. “I’ll use my break devouring you.”
Chapter 10
There are times when you just need a goddamn cookie.
-Pru to Hoax
Pru
Despite the awesome sex that I’d had with Hoax, my day hadn’t gotten better.
Sure, I had a delicious soreness between my legs that was a wonderful reminder that not everything sucked today, but that still wasn’t enough to fix my day.
Three other awful accidents had come in, and a child had been taken out of my exam room by Aunt Shiloh—who worked for child protective services—because of bruising that was way too precise to be anything accidental.
Needless to say, after talking with Kelley, then the cops for not just Hoax’s friend but also the abuse that I’d witnessed, paired with the fact that my mother glared at me at every turn, I was not in a good mood.
That’s when I started getting pissed.
“You don’t,” I growled.
“I do.”
“Do you?” I asked. “Do you really want me to leave? Or are you pissed that your pride got hurt, and you’re taking it out on me? Because, from where I’m standing, it looks like you’re throwing a fit. Put yourself into my shoes. What would you have done?”
“I would’ve followed the nurses’ and doctors’ orders because I know exactly how important it is to have control in an ER trauma room where a patient is fighting for her life!” she argued.
Okay, she had a point…
I shook my head. “If you honestly think that I could’ve kept Wade out of that room, you’re delusional. I know within a shadow of a doubt what he would’ve done, and that’s why I fought for him to stay. He wasn’t thinking right, and all he needed to do was sit there and feel like he was helping. He wasn’t in the way. He wasn’t hurting anything.”
“But you were.” She yanked one hand free and pushed, trying to put some distance between us. “And you caused me to be written up! Do you know what that does? That takes away my Christmas bonus that I use to pay for Christmas presents!”
Now that I did feel bad about. But I’d make it up to her.
I’d buy every goddamn Christmas present she needed this year and then some. Not that she’d want to let me, but I’d find a way to make it okay.
And, done with the conversation, knowing we weren’t going to get anywhere right then with both of us so pissed off, I slammed my mouth down onto hers.
She brought her hand up to my hair and yanked, trying to get me away from her.
It didn’t work.
The pain only bolstered my efforts.
I kissed her like I was leaving tomorrow—gave her mouth exactly what I’d wanted to give it since the first day I’d met her.
Our tongues touched, our breathing hitched, and her hand stopped yanking me away, and started pulling me closer.
Her other hand stopped tugging to get free, and curled around my fingers, letting me know that I wasn’t the only one affected by our kiss.
Her heart was pounding against my chest, and her legs tightened around my waist.
The moment that it did, I pressed my erection into her, grinding against her.
The scrubs she was wearing made it feel like nothing was between us, and I lost control.
I dropped her to her feet, then started stripping her from the waist down. Long seconds later, she was naked and confused, and I was hastily unzipping my own pants. Her eyes widened when she saw my cock, and the lick she gave her lips felt like she’d taken me straight down her throat.
Not able to stand another second, I picked her up like I’d had her before, and positioned my cock at her entrance.
Pausing only long enough to get her nod of approval, I thrust so hard inside that we both cried out.
She felt so perfect. Hot, smooth, silky and wet. Everything that I’d ever dreamed that she’d be.
This was the place where I wanted to be for the rest of my life—right there, in her arms, between her legs, cock filling her so full that we both found it hard to breathe.
“Oh, God,” she whispered, a tremor going through her body.
I pulled out minutely, then rocked back inside, my balls slapping against the crack of her ass as I did.
“Shit,” she breathed. “So good.”
I was too lost in the sensation of what she felt like surrounding me to respond. Instead, I thrust into her like a mad man, filling her over and over again like she was mine to fill.
“God, you’re so big,” she whispered. “I feel like you’re about to rip me apart.”
Those words, coming out of her mouth, sent a rush of excitement through my veins.
Every man wanted to hear that he was big. To hear that he was big while taking the woman he’s fantasized about taking for so long it felt like his balls were about to explode? Well, let’s just say my balls weren’t in a good state.
It wouldn’t take long, and the control I barely held onto vanished right along with the rest of my brain.
We shouldn’t be doing this where we were. We shouldn’t be doing it without protection. We shouldn’t be seconds away from making a mistake that no adult should ever make.
Yet, I didn’t pull out and insist that we put on a condom—because about two thrusts in I realized rather quickly that her pussy shouldn’t feel that good.
I also didn’t tell her that I was inside of her bare.
The thought of her filled with my seed—so much so that it was leaking out—made me want to scream out in triumph. Like a freakin’ Viking that was taking what he wanted without little thought or care to how it would affect him or the woman he was fucking in the long run.
“Oh, God. I want to come,” she whispered, her hand reaching out for purchase. She found my hair at the base of my neck and yanked me forward. “Suck on me.”
I’d like nothing more, I thought as I moved my mouth to her neck and lightly drew a circle on her skin with my tongue.
She clenched around me, so hard that I nearly stopped, and moaned. “God, yes.”
I wasn’t sure if it was the zone that I was touching or the fact that my mouth was on her, so I started to experiment.
I sucked, licked, nipped, and bit everything that I could reach.
Turns out, she liked all of it.
The more that I used my mouth, the harder that she clenched and writhed until suddenly, I felt her start to tighten around me much more different than she’d previously been doing.
Then she was coming, her pussy contracting and relaxing around me.
That’s when I realized that I had to give her some choice in the matter. I didn’t want her to think that I’d done it on purpose.
I slowed, my eyes going to her, and started to pull out.
It was the hardest thing that I’d ever done, but I did it.
Until she slammed me back inside by using her feet on my ass and said, “Come inside me. God, I need it.”
Well, in that case…
I slammed home, felt my abs contract with a ferocity that was just as surprising as my need, and came.
I came hard, my vision dimming and my heart rate accelerating to the point of worry.
“God, yes,” she breathed, feeling the spurts of come leaving my body and entering her.
My thrusts became slick with our combined juices, and still, I didn’t stop thrusting.
Sure, they’d turned lazy and slow, but it felt way too goddamn good to stop.
At least until I heard an amused voice call out through the bathroom door, reminding me exactly where I was and what I shouldn’t be doing to the woman currently wrapped around me in all ways.
“I’m taking another slice of pizza for having to listen to that!” Phoebe called out. “And y’all are sick. Disgusting. I hope you used protection.”
I looked down at my bare cock that was still firmly planted in her pussy.
The sight had my cock flexing.
I couldn’t stop myself from moving, just a little bit.
Her tiny gasp had my gaze going back to her face.
Her eyes were glazed, and she looked like she was trying super hard not to make any sounds.
I grinned and pulled all the way out until just my cock head rested at her entrance and thrust hard back inside.
“She can have the whole fucking pizza,” Pru whispered. “I’ll use my break devouring you.”
Chapter 10
There are times when you just need a goddamn cookie.
-Pru to Hoax
Pru
Despite the awesome sex that I’d had with Hoax, my day hadn’t gotten better.
Sure, I had a delicious soreness between my legs that was a wonderful reminder that not everything sucked today, but that still wasn’t enough to fix my day.
Three other awful accidents had come in, and a child had been taken out of my exam room by Aunt Shiloh—who worked for child protective services—because of bruising that was way too precise to be anything accidental.
Needless to say, after talking with Kelley, then the cops for not just Hoax’s friend but also the abuse that I’d witnessed, paired with the fact that my mother glared at me at every turn, I was not in a good mood.
