by Katie Ashley
It was then she noticed Nate appeared to be frozen in place. Gazing up into his face, she saw he was staring past her. Whirling around, her eyes bulged in horror at the sight of five interns sitting scattered along the couches. “Holy shit,” she muttered.
While most of the group sat open-mouthed with pens hanging in midair above their clipboards, a blond rose to his feet. With an amused smirk, he brought his hands together and started clapping. “You go, Dr. Rossi. Get ya some!”
Laughter broke out at his outburst. “Oh. My. God,” she moaned, as a fiery mortification burned her cheeks. She snatched the lapels of her trench coat shut and furiously wound the belt tight.
“Go back to your fucking paperwork, Farnsworth,” Nate growled before he grabbed her arm and led her into the adjoining room.
Once again, she moaned, “Oh my God.”
“I’m sorry babe, I tried to tell you.”
She knew she couldn’t blame him. He had tried, but she was too focused on her master fucking plan that she hadn’t listened to him. Great, not only had her plan gone down in flames, but she had embarrassed Nate in front of his interns. “I’m sorry.”
When she expected to find the usual understanding Nate, she got a big surprise. With a somber expression, Nate said, “Casey, this sex obsession nonsense has got to stop.”
“Seriously?”
“Yes.”
“No. Not until we’ve recaptured the heat,” she pleaded helplessly.
Nate shook his head adamantly. “It’s too much. It ends now.”
Casey threw up her hands. “What? You don’t want to have sex with me anymore?”
“Of course I want to have sex with you.” He motioned to her trench coat. “But not like this. Nor with all the other over-the-top antics you’ve been pulling lately.”
A strangled cry escaped Casey’s lips. “’Over-the-top antics’? That’s what you think of what I’ve been doing? Jesus, Nate, I’ve been busting my ass trying to please you, and that’s what you have to say about it?”
“It’s never been about me,” Nate said in a low voice.
“Excuse me?” Casey demanded.
Nate chewed on his lip in his hesitation. “This is all about you and your insecurities.”
“You asshole!” Casey shrieked.
“I’m sorry, but deep down, you know it’s the truth.”
Ignoring him, Casey pushed past him as she started for the door. “Casey, wait. We need to talk about this.”
“Fuck off,” she called as she stormed down the hall to the elevators. After slamming her hand against the down button, the doors opened up. She then punched the lobby button. To her frustration, Nate ducked inside just as the doors were about to shut.
Jabbing a finger at him, Casey hissed, “I am not talking to you right now.”
“Oh hell yes, you are.”
Casey opened her mouth to protest when Nate turned and hit the emergency button on the elevator pad. The car came to a screeching halt, causing both of their bodies to shudder. “What the hell do you think you’re doing trapping us in here?”
“When I said we were going to talk about this, I meant it, dammit. You’re not getting out of my sight until we make things right.”
Sneering at him, Casey replied, “Good luck with that one.”
With his hips, he pinned her to the wall. Taking her arms in his, he placed them over her head. “Now you listen to me. I love you—I have since the moment I saw you in Starbucks. Over all those years, we’ve had some ups and downs, but for the most part, it’s been good. Correct?”
“Correct,” she grudgingly growled.
“We’ve been a good team—we’ve learned to give and take from each other and work through our issues as a team. Correct?”
“What does this—”
Now it was Nate’s turn to growl. “Answer the fucking question.”
“Correct, Asshole!” she snapped.
“We’ve gone on some amazing trips and seen cool places, had a beautiful wedding and then honeymoon in Italy, and we’ve had wonderful times with our family and friends. Correct?”
“Correct.”
“During all those years, we’ve also managed to have some scorching hot sex. Correct?”
Her anger receded a little as she wondered where he was going with this. “Yes,” she murmured.
“So when you look back over all those years together, what’s the first thing that comes to your mind?”
Closing her eyes, she let her mind momentarily drift. When she pictured them, their years of dating, engagement, and marriage, she saw one thing—and it wasn’t sex. It was the two of them smiling and laughing over the little things.
Tears pinpricked the back of her eyelids. “Oh Nate,” she murmured.
His fingers came to grip her chin, and she opened her eyes to gaze up into his. “It wasn’t the sex you saw, was it?” When she gave a quick jerk of her head, Nate sighed. “Then why can’t you see what we have is good, and you don’t need to fixate on whether we’re having mind-blowing sex 24/7?”
“I’m afraid,” she whispered.
“Afraid of what?”
Once again, she gave a jerk of her head. Although she was used to telling him everything, she couldn’t seem to bring herself to say this aloud. She hadn’t been able to voice this worry to anyone, not even Emma. Somewhere in her fucked-up head she thought that if she acknowledged it into words then it could really happen. So it had stayed festering in her mind.
The intercom in the elevator buzzed. “Everyone okay?”
“No,” Casey muttered as Nate replied, “Yeah, we’re fine.”
“We’re checking the system and should have you out in a minute.”
“Thanks,” Nate replied. He stared intently at her. “Please, Casey. We don’t have a lot of time.”
As she stared into the face of the man she loved with all her heart, her resolve began to waver. She didn’t want to carry around the burden anymore. Swallowing hard, she finally uttered the thought that had been plaguing her. “I’m afraid that without the hot sex, you’re going to find someone else and leave me.”
Nate’s dark eyes bulged. “Have you lost your mind?”
She snorted as she swiped the tears from her cheeks. “Yes, I think it’s safe to say that I’ve officially gone over the edge.”
“No offense, but you would have to be a little off to think I could ever leave you.”
“But don’t you see? You’re the one who is a catch in our relationship—you always were. You’re sweet, smart, and hot as hell. Any single doctor or nurse on this floor would kill to have you—hell, the married ones too I’d wager.” Tears welled in her eyes again. “They could give you something I can’t—something new.”
“Is that why you’ve been forcing all the crazy stuff on us?”
“Yes and no. Don’t get me wrong. You know how important sex is to me, and I selfishly wanted more heat.”
“I don’t think that’s selfish at all. You have needs, and I always want to meet them.”
“And you do—you always do. I guess, it’s just after having Olivia, I was afraid you might get bored with me. After I’d finally given you the child you always wanted, you might not need me anymore. You might begin to realize that you’d been saddled with Crazy Casey for way too long, and that the sexy nurse with the gravity defying breasts and no pregnancy stretchmarks could make you happier.”
When he chuckled at her summation, she gave him the stink-eye. “I’m sorry, but I can promise you that’s last thing I’ll ever think or do.”
“I’m sure a lot of men promise their wives that, and then they change their minds.”
Nate cupped her cheeks with his hands. Shaking his head, he said, “This is me we’re talking about. That’s not who I am or who I ever was. Deep down, you know that.”
As she stared into his eyes that shone with love for her and only her, she realized what a fool she had been. “Yes, I do,” she whispered.
“Babe,” Nate
crooned as he pulled her into his arms. When she felt his arms tighten around her, she let her emotions truly go. As she wept inconsolably, Nate rubbed circles across her back while whispering words of love in her ear.
“I’msorryI’msorryI’msorry,” she murmured over and over.
“It’s okay.”
“No. It isn’t. I’ve been such an idiot.”
He gently eased her back to look at him. “How about I think of some way you can make it up to me?”
She smiled. “I’d like that a lot.”
“Good. Now shut the fuck up, and let me kiss you.”
For once, she did exactly as she was told. Just as Nate thrust his tongue into her mouth and deepened the kiss, the elevator doors popped open. But it was the sound of applause that caused them to jerk away from each other. Once again, they were faced with an audience—thankfully this time it wasn’t Nate’s interns. Instead, it was a few of the nurses and doctors Nate worked with.
“I better get going. I’ve caused enough trouble for today,” she said sheepishly.
Nate laughed. “I’ll see you at home.”
She nodded. “I love you.”
“I love you, too.”
After giving him a quick kiss goodbye, she headed off the elevator into the lobby. Although the day hadn’t turned out like she’d planned, she couldn’t wipe off the goofy, satisfied smile on her face as she walked out to the parking garage.
A few days after her come to Jesus with Nate, Casey was immersed in her latest work project when her cell phone dinged and interrupted her train of thought. Although she was prepared to ignore it, she glanced down to make sure it wasn’t Nate’s mom calling about Olivia. When she saw it was Nate, her brows rose in surprise since it wasn’t like him to call during the day.
Picking up the phone, she said, “Hey babe. What’s up?”
Without his usual friendly greeting, Nate questioned gruffly, “Are you alone?”
“Yes. Why?”
“Is the door to your office opened or closed?”
Her gaze flicked over to the doorway. “Um, it’s half open.”
“Good. Now I want you to do everything I say. No questions asked. Got it?”
Her heartbeat thumped noisily against her breastbone. “Nate, what the hell is going on?”
“I said no questions.” Before she could protest again, he said, “You’re wearing that tight, red skirt I like, aren’t you?”
Her mouth gaped open. “Yes.”
“Good. Staying right where you are, I want you to spread your legs as far as they’ll go.”
She sucked in a sharp breath. Holy shit. Nate was calling her for phone sex in the middle of the day? It was almost too good to be true. Although she desperately wanted to ask what had gotten into him, she didn’t want to piss him off and make him hang up.
After widening her thighs, she said, “Okay. What now?”
“Take your hand and place it on your calf. Then slowly trail it up your legs until you almost get to your pussy.”
A shudder went through Casey hearing both his command and the use of the word ‘pussy’. Obeying his command, she slid her hand up her calf and up her thigh. She stopped just before she reached her underwear. “Okay,” she said in a ragged breath.
“Do you want to touch yourself?”
“Mmm, hmm,” she murmured.
“Then start stroking yourself—but only over your panties.”
Casey didn’t have to be told twice. She ran her fingers over her hot center, rubbing her clit over the lacy fabric. Wetting her lips, she let her head fall back against the headrest of her chair. As she closed her eyes, her breath began to come in harsh pants. It had been a long time since she had touched herself like this, and it sure as hell hadn’t been somewhere like her office. All those factors made her feel so wanton and made what she was doing to herself feel fucking amazing.
“Does that feel good?”
“Yes. Very good.”
“Now slide one finger inside yourself.”
She couldn’t bite back a moan of pleasure when she answered his command. Her hips rose and fell at the penetration while she kept rubbing herself. “Oh God,” she murmured.
“Are you wet?”
“Drenched.”
“Good. Now use two fingers on yourself.”
“Gladly,” she replied, as she thrust another finger deep inside herself.
“Does it excite you thinking someone could be watching you pleasure yourself right now?”
A shiver ran from the top of her down her spine, causing her to tremble. “Yeah.”
“Would you deny yourself coming if you saw someone watching you?”
Considering how close she was getting, she didn’t give a fuck about putting on a show. She just wanted to come. “No.”
“Aren’t you a naughty girl?”
“Yes. Yes, I am,” she panted, as she lifted her hips harder and faster against her hand.
“Do you wish it was me?”
“Oh God yes. Your fingers, your lips, your tongue…” She shuddered. “Your dick.”
“Would you let me fuck you on your desk? Spread your legs wide and bury myself inside you?”
“Mmm, yes.”
“Can you wait to come until it’s around my dick as it’s pumping inside you?”
“No...” She shook her head. “I mean, yes. I’m just so close.”
“Would you like for me to let you come?”
“Yes.”
“Then beg me.”
Casey was momentarily taken out of the moment by Nate’s command. It was so unlike him, and that drove her absolutely wild. “Please.”
“Please what?”
“Please, Nate. Please let me come.”
At the sound of the door slamming shut, Casey bolted upright in her chair. Her eyes widened not at the sight of her boss or one of her coworkers. It was Nate.
Without taking his eyes from hers, he took his cell and ended the call. In her shock, she had dropped her phone and had no idea where it went. Still unable to speak, she watched as he turned around and locked the door behind him. The click echoed through the room and made her shift in her seat.
As he started over to her, she asked, “W-What are you doing here?”
“I wanted to be able to watch you as you came.”
She sucked in a harsh breath at his words. Although she had a million questions for him, she bit down on her lip to keep from asking them. With an ache between her legs, she wanted to see this through.
“I didn’t tell you to stop touching yourself, did I?”
“N-No,” she stammered. This authoritative side of him had her completely tongue-tied.
“Are you still wet?” When she slowly nodded her head, he asked, “Do you still want to come?”
“Yes. Desperately.”
“Then I’ll let you.” At her sigh of relief, he held up a hand. “But not yet.”
“What?”
“Take off your shirt and bra.”
At his command, she rose out of her chair. Her trembling fingers made it difficult to get the pearl buttons on her blouse loose. Nate’s hooded eyes glittered with desire as he watched her slip the silky material off her shoulders. Her arms reached back to unhook her bra. His eyes flared when her breasts were bare and the cool air and her desire pebbled her nipples.
“Now your skirt.”
Her eyes widened. “You want me naked?”
“Yes.”
She quickly unbuttoned and unzipped her skirt and slid it down her thighs. Once it joined her top and bra on the floor, she straightened up and looked at Nate. “Now your panties.”
Oh God, she was going to be completely naked in her office with her coworkers just a few feet away. She stripped off the lace and stood trembling before him. “You’re so beautiful and sexy, Casey,” he said with adoration in his voice.
“Thank you,” she replied, her voice barely a whisper.
“Now get up on the desk,” he commanded.
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sp; It took a moment for her to process his words. Pushing aside her laptop and paperwork, she then scrambled up on the desk. Nate came around the side and eased down in her chair. Taking her legs, he pushed them wide apart. Her breath hitched as the cool air hit her scorching center. “Mmm, you are wet,” Nate said, as he gazed at her.
“It’s all because of you,” she admitted.
“And I’m hard as a rock because of you.”
Casey’s gaze momentarily left Nate’s to stare down his lap. Oh God, he was hard as a rock. She rubbed her thighs together, desperate for some friction to ease the ache between her legs.
“Touch your breasts,” Nate commanded.
She flicked her eyes to his. Once again, she did as she was told. When she held her breasts in her palms, Nate said, “Squeeze them hard.”
When she did, her nipples grew even harder. Nate automatically noticed because he said, “Pinch your nipples.”
A gasp escaped her lips as she rolled the sensitive buds between her fingers. Just as she was about to worry that the stimulation was going to have her breastmilk leaking, Nate took her hands from her breasts and put one between her legs. “Now make yourself come. And keep your eyes on mine at all times.”
Casey happily obeyed by slipping two fingers inside herself. She began rocking her hips as she stroked her clit. Just watching Nate watch her was enough to send her over the edge. As she felt her walls tensing around her fingers, she closed her eyes and cried out his name. Her hips continued to pump as she rode the waves of the intense orgasm.
When she opened her eyes, Nate loomed over her. Grabbing her by the hips, he dragged her to where her ass hung on the edge of the desk. His pants were down around his ankles with his erection jutting proudly out. Although she wanted nothing more than him to bury himself inside her, she pleaded in a ragged breath, “Taste me.”
“Gladly.”
He dipped his dark head and licked his tongue up and down over her clit. Not caring about whether her coworkers could hear her, she shrieked with pleasure. As he sucked and nipped at her center, she pumped her hips against his mouth.
Just as she was about to go over the edge again, he drew back. When she moaned with frustration, he smiled at her. “I want you to come around my dick this time.”
