"Anne said she would watch my patient so I could take a short break," I said to him.
"Oh great, lead the way," he smiled. "Nice to meet you ladies."
"I'll be back shortly," I said to my co-workers, taking Ben's hand and leading him off the unit. I could feel their eyes on us as we walked away. We wandered down a bright sterile hallway toward an employee lounge. I pushed through the heavy door, my eyes adjusting to the harsh fluorescent lighting. The scent of stale coffee hung in the air. We sat down on the scratchy blue couch.
"You are amazing!" I cried. "What time did you get up?"
"Three thirty," he answered, shrugging his shoulders.
I climbed into his lap, nuzzling into his shoulder. "No, you don't get to just shrug that off," I chided. "That is so sweet!"
My heart felt like it could burst; I needed him now. I grabbed his face with both hands, voraciously bringing his mouth to mine. His lips were sweet, his stubble grating my fingertips. A low groan exited his mouth as I situated myself on top of him, straddling him. I began rocking my hips, feeling him grow beneath me.
"Are you sure we can do this here?" he asked, kissing my neck.
I quickly hopped off him and headed for the door. I clicked the lock, turning back toward him. His eyes were dark and full of desire. My belly tightened at the sight of him. I hastily walked back, practically leaping into his arms, guiding his mouth back to mine. His tongue invaded my mouth; I could taste the slightest hint of coffee. I brought my hands down to his pants, unzipping him, bringing his pants and boxers to his knees. I grasped his hardness, feeling it throb in my hand. I moved up and around the smooth warm skin of his head, causing him to kiss me even more fiercely.
He reached up and pulled down the waistband of my scrubs. I stepped out of one leg to give me enough slack to straddle him again. I felt his hand come up and start rubbing my sex through my damp panties. He used his finger to push the material to the side, entering me.
"You are so wet, baby," he moaned.
"You make me this way," I breathed. I ached for more.
As if he read my mind, he pushed a second finger into me, massaging the most sensitive spot inside. My body was responding quickly; I felt that intense pleasure building up, pushing me closer and closer to the brink. It amazed me how he already knew exactly how to hit my spots. His hand felt incredible, but I needed even more of him now.
"I need you," I moaned into his ear. He bit my neck in response. Fuck.
I guided him to my wet opening, sliding down on top of him. I felt so full, yet unsatisfied. I was aching to find my release after what his fingers had started. I began to rock my hips, riding him, my clit rubbing against him. He had a firm grip on my ass, helping me rock faster. The scratchy material of the couch grated my knees, but I barely noticed. God, he felt so good.
He brought his mouth to my neck, gently alternating between kissing and biting me. I loved how he could always walk that tightrope between pleasure and pain. I moaned, trying to be quiet, but unable to completely mute myself. I felt the familiar escalation of pleasure building as we moved together.
I arched back, using his neck for balance, which gave me a whole new sensation below. His dick moved in and out of me, slamming against my very sensitive spot. I felt his hand come down, pressing my clit. The pressure was exquisite. I knew I was close. I would have to do everything in my power to remain quiet. I leaned forward, trying to bury my face in his neck.
"Come for me Lacey," he groaned, nipping my earlobe.
His words were my undoing. I reached my climax, crying out, trying in vain to silence myself. I gripped him, attempting to recover as he continued moving in and out of me. He moaned in my ear, picking up his pace. I could tell he was near too. I wanted to make him lose himself. I gently nipped at his neck, hearing him groan. "Come baby," I whispered.
He tightened as he cried out, spilling himself into me. That was incredibly gratifying, feeling him throb within me. We sat there for a moment, both trying to catch our breath. I softly kissed his neck, up to his jaw, and finally to his soft lips. He brought his hand up and stroked my hair. After a few moments, I pulled back and looked at him, an embarrassed smile on my face.
"You are a beautiful and very naughty girl," he grinned.
"Well thank you. And you are a handsome and very thoughtful man," I replied.
He brushed my nose with his. I was in that moment, completely satisfied.
"I suppose you need to get back. They're not paying you to have sex with your boyfriend," he said jokingly. Oh yeah, work. I had almost completely forgotten about that.
"I suppose you're right," I sighed. "But I really do appreciate the coffee. And the uh, cream and sugar."
He burst out laughing. "I will give you cream and sugar anytime you'd like."
We stood up, putting back on our clothes. "Do I have JBF hair?" I asked.
"Do you have what?" he asked, buttoning his pants.
"JBF hair, you know, just been fucked hair?" I smiled. Had he not heard of the term?
"No, but you do have your telltale rosy cheeks," he said, brushing them with his hand. Of course I did. I leaned into his touch.
I didn't want him to leave. I felt my heart aching in my chest. At least I didn't have to wait to be with him as long as I originally had thought. This had been hands down, the best surprise. "I'll miss you," I said, smiling, looking up at him through my lashes.
He smiled down sweetly at me. "I'll miss you too. I'll walk you back, if you'd like," he offered, grabbing my hand.
"Sure." We started toward the door and I quickly turned around, grabbing my coffee. "Wouldn't want to forget this."
We walked back to the unit, and Ben said good night to the other nurses. I smiled slyly as he walked out the doors, hoping our escapades weren't obvious.
Once he was out of earshot, the questions started.
"Um, Lacey, you never mentioned you were dating the lawyer from the billboard downtown! He's such a hottie," exclaimed Rachel, one of the other nurses.
I looked down at my hands, blushing. "Well we just started dating."
"And bringing us all coffee? That's a nice touch," smiled Anne.
My grin stretched across my face. "Yeah, he's a keeper, isn't he?"
I turned and tried to focus on the computer to finish up some documentation. I certainly wasn't tired anymore, I thought, smiling to myself.
Chapter 15
Ben
I sat at my desk, my stomach growling. It was two and I hadn't eaten lunch yet, only because I was waiting for my gorgeous lunch date to arrive. Lacey was planning on coming at two thirty after waking up. Thank goodness she had finished her last shift at the hospital for the week and we'd be able to sleep together again. I hated the emptiness of my bed without her. I wondered if it was crazy to want to be with her so much after so short a time, but I quickly decided I didn't give a fuck if it was crazy or not. Being with her made me the happiest man I had ever been.
I kept myself busy until my intercom went off. My secretary, Rhonda, announced Lacey's arrival.
"Send her in."
I waited anxiously until she walked through my door. She was wearing a long tight black shirt with a large belt and black leggings, her hair in loose curls around her shoulders. In her hands was a bag from Panera.
"Good morning," I smiled, standing up to greet her.
"Ha ha, good morning to you." She walked over and planted a kiss on my lips. "I am so happy to see you."
We stood toe to toe, her hands in mine. I really had missed her touch.
"Me too," I said, stepping back and motioning for her to sit. "You don't even look like you just got up."
She sat, rummaging through the bag and handed me my sandwich. "Oh gee, what do I look like when I just get up?" she chided. She had a sexy smirk on her face.
"That's not what I meant!" I exclaimed. "I just meant that you look very beautiful." I unwrapped my sandwich, taking a bite, wishing I could eat my words instead.
"Well thank you. I got ready for my next job. I start at Johnny's at four," she said, taking a bite of her panini. I couldn't help but watch her sweet lips intently as she ate.
I wiped my hand on a napkin. "What time do you work til?"
"Eleven."
"Shit, won't you be tired?" What had she gotten, maybe five hours of sleep today?
"I know, it's hard flipping back and forth between schedules, but I've gotta do it."
I saw exhaustion flutter across her eyes before she smiled at me. I wanted to do whatever I could to help her feel better and not exert herself like this. Plus, I hated how we had such opposite schedules. I selfishly wanted more time with her.
We chatted as we ate lunch, and she told me about the crazy patient she took care of last night. I loved hearing her talk. She was so knowledgeable and enthusiastic.
She finished up her last bite, brushing the crumbs off her hands onto the wrapper. "Enough about me, how has your day been?" She leaned back in her chair.
"Can't complain. It's much better now," I smiled.
Her cheeks started to flush. Ah, there it was. I loved seeing that sweet rosiness.
"And don't forget about our official date tomorrow," I said, collecting our garbage.
Her eyes lit up. "Oh yeah, what are we doing?" she asked excitedly, gripping the arms of the chair, moving her knees side to side.
"Well I thought we could keep it low key, go to dinner. Don't forget we have brunch with my parents the next morning." I rolled my eyes. Ugh, I hated reminding myself of that.
Lacey giggled. "I'm looking forward to it. And low key sounds perfect. I cannot wait."
"I can't wait either. I can't wait to be with you again," I said, raising my eyebrows. I really couldn't. That night in the hospital had been so fucking hot. I was having trouble focusing because I kept replaying it over and over in my head.
"I can't wait for that either. In fact," she looked back toward my open office door. She quickly got up, shutting it, turning back to face me. She had a sparkle in her eye as she walked toward me. "I can't wait to properly thank you for the gorgeous flowers you sent me."
I sat back in my chair, speechless as she bent down on her knees in front of me, looking up through her thick dark lashes. I glanced at my closed blinds and my calendar on my desk. I had no appointments the rest of the day. She reached her hand up and started rubbing my thigh, nearing my groin but not quite touching it, a sly smile curling across her lips.
"I am going to suck your dick, Ben." Her words sent an instant shockwave below the belt. She unfastened my belt and my zipper, and brought the band of my boxers down. At this point I was already extremely hard, so turned on by her lusty surprise. Her soft hand wrapped around me, and I felt my dick start to pulsate. She kept her eyes on mine as she brought me into her mouth. Her perfect pink lips forming an "o" around me, it was so fucking hot.
She took me deeper and deeper until I felt the back of her throat. She gently grazed me with her teeth, sending shivers up my spine. I couldn't take my eyes off hers. Up and down she bobbed, swirling her tongue, the level of pleasure quickly escalating. I reached down and put my hand on her head, gently tugging her hair, causing her to moan. I could tell she liked when I did that. The vibration heightened me, bringing me faster to the brink of orgasm.
How did I get so lucky, I thought. I have a girlfriend that is going down on me in the middle of the day, hidden behind my desk. The fact that anyone could walk in at anytime was dangerous, yet a huge turn on.
She reached her other hand up, gripping my thigh right near the crease. She started to dig her nails in. Fuck, that felt really good. Her hand slowly slid down, gently wrapping around my sack. Her soft skin was electric against it. She was so good at pleasing me entirely.
"Ah, babe, I'm gonna come," I groaned. She gently squeezed my dick harder in response. It was so fucking sexy that she was so eager to swallow me.
I released myself into her mouth, savoring the sight of her bright blue eyes and pink cheeks, taking it all in. She kept her mouth around me, waiting for me to completely finish. I sat there, my heart drumming in my chest. I rubbed my hand through her hair, to the side of her face, guiding her up to me. She stood up slowly and sat in my lap, rubbing her head into my neck.
"That was incredible," I whispered. "You never cease to surprise and amaze me."
"What can I say?" she smiled. We sat together for a moment before she pulled her head back and said, "well I should probably let you get back to work."
I groaned. "I suppose you're right."
She climbed off my lap, walking around my desk as I buttoned back up. I stood up to kiss her goodbye and walk her out the door.
"I'll try to stop by and see you tonight, if that's ok?" I grabbed her hands in mine.
A smile lit up her face. "I'd love that."
"And actually, I was hoping we could have another sleepover tonight. But if you're too tired, I understand." I was nervous and fidgeting. I rubbed my hand along the back of my neck.
"I would love that too. I've missed you so much. Will you still be up though?"
To have the chance to see her, absolutely. "I'm sure I will be. And if I'm not, I was actually wanting to give this to you anyway, that way you can just come in."
I reached into my pocket and pulled out a single key on an Antonio's Pizza keychain. I held my breath as I tried to gauge her reaction. Was this too soon? I had debated with myself all morning about it, and I easily came to the decision that she should have it. I just wasn't sure how she would feel about it.
Her eyes widened in surprise as she looked up at me. "A key?"
My stomach twisted. "Yeah, I thought it would be good for you to have. You can come up and use the gym, or if you meet me for coffee in the morning after work again." Shit, maybe I had freaked her out. Time to roll back. "I'm sorry, you don't need to take it, I'll just-" I reached to put it back in my pocket.
She reached her hand up and grabbed the key. "No, no! I love it. Thank you, this really means a lot," she smiled.
I started to relax, returning her grin. "Good. I just want you to know that what is mine is yours."
"Thank you, Ben." She stood up on her tip toes and kissed me. God, I wanted to do much more, return the favor, perhaps. But I knew I needed to get back to work. "I'll see you later."
"Can't wait." I opened the office door for her, and watched her walk down the hall of cubicles toward the elevator. I felt empty as soon as she disappeared from my sight.
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Six o'clock quickly came, and I found myself hurrying to pack up my things and head out the door. I decided just to work a little later tonight, so I could just go home after stopping by Johnny's to see Lacey. I still could not stop thinking about what she did to me, earlier in my office. But beyond the sex, she genuinely made me incredibly happy. She was smart and funny. Being with her filled such a void I didn't even know was there.
I was a little worried she was freaked out by me giving her my key, but she had seemed genuinely excited by it. I just found myself wanting to spend every spare second with her; it seemed silly in my mind that she didn't already have one.
I made my way quickly out the building and down the few doors to Johnny's. Lacey and Johnny were both behind the bar; she immediately stood out as I walked in. Her bright and happy smile literally seemed to shine like a beacon of light. I grinned, sneaking onto my usual stool.
Johnny spotted me first. "Hey Ben, the usual tonight?" he asked. "Or are you just here to scope out my bartender?"
I chuckled. "A little of A, a little of B. But yes please, I'll have the usual."
"Coming right up," he smiled.
I watched Lacey concocting some sort of colorful beverage for another patron. She plopped a maraschino cherry in and slid it across the bar. She turned and looked at me, her smile widening. "Hey babe!" she called, quickly walking over to me.
My heart started beating faster, my excitement building. God, I just loved being near her.
"Hey, how's it going?" I asked. I wished I could jump over the bar and kiss her, but I refrained.
"It's good, it's just been really busy." She bent down over the bar, whispering. "Which is good for tips, but I'm so tired." Her eyes suddenly looked heavy.
I ached, hearing her. I just wanted to take her home and comfort her. She quickly stood up as Johnny walked back over with my drink. "For you, sir."
"Thanks Johnny," I smiled. I took my first sip, delicious.
Luckily, a few patrons stood up, ready to leave. It seemed the after work rush was ending, and Lacey might get a break.
"I'll be back in a minute," she said, stepping away, keeping her eyes locked with mine.
I smiled, bringing my drink to my lips. I forced my attention to one of the big screen TVs behind the bar. The more I watched her, the more I wanted to just be with her. I sat, thinking about when I had come in to watch the Vikings game. I was so glad my mouth had spoken before I could think, when I asked to keep her company when she went furniture shopping.
"So." My attention was suddenly pulled to Johnny standing before me. "How's it going with you two?" He motioned his thumb back toward Lacey.
I grinned. "Really good. I'm crazy about her." I found myself excited just to talk about her.
He smiled. "That's good to hear. You both deserve to be happy."
I raised my glass. "Thank you."
Lacey stepped over to us. "Ok, ok, you can stop talking about me now," she smiled.
"Only good things of course," laughed Johnny. "Well I'll let you two be." I felt a little bad as he walked away; he had always been my go to person to have a conversation with.
Lacey glanced around as he stepped away. The bar seemed to be clearing out now.
"Finally, a break in the action," she said. "I'm really glad you're here." Her eyes sparkled.
I reached out for her hand. "Me too. Although, I'm more looking forward to when you're done here."
"Oh yeah? Why is that?" She looked at me in mock confusion.
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