Cristiano
An hour ago I’d just thrown my shoulders back and cleared my throat as I prepared to knock on her door.
I wanted that rain check for the ice cream, and also another kind of rain check for some unfinished business we had.
Damn, that was so hot.
And since when do pipes burst?
Except for mine that is. I’m still in pain from getting so worked up with no release and no, I will not attempt to satisfy myself solo. I’m getting the complete satisfaction of making her mine or no satisfaction at all.
And my attempt at that was shattered as I stood at her door and felt my phone vibrate.
Ahhh, the joys of being a doctor. Always on call.
And now here I am in the hospital in a room attached to the ER called in for a surgery that didn’t even happen.
So instead of running my fingers up and down her body I’m sitting here twiddling my thumbs in the middle of the night waiting to see what craziness the night brings.
And right now craziness is defined by the sound of absolute silence. It’s eerily weird actually. I never thought a big city could be so safe and calm, but I’m not ever going to complain about that.
It’s almost unfathomable, but since I met her I’m already thinking about things like safety and quality of life. I need a city where my woman can walk by herself without worry. Not just a worry of violence, but anything. No unwanted catcalls. No feeling of eyes on you. Nothing at all.
And is that even possible in big cities these days?
That’s one of the many questions I’m asking myself.
That and what states have the best schools.
I’ve completely lost my mind but by losing it I’ve actually found out what life is all about.
Family.
That theme has been stuck in my head since she arrived and I can’t get it out, nor do I want to.
It’s amazing how a single spark can start a fire and that’s exactly what she was…the spark that changed my body, my mind, and my future…completely.
And damn how I’m ready to do the same for her.
I hear a noise and realize I was staring off into space, thinking of her again.
I must be hearing things. I’m the only one in the ER. I’m sitting on the table swinging my legs like a love-struck school boy for Pete’s sake.
Then I hear a noise again.
“Hello?” I ask. This room is for authorized personnel only. I’m thinking of the safety of the city, but I better get the safety of the hospital we work at together under control first.
“Help, I need a doctor,” I hear. It’s a woman’s voice and one I recognize, but it’s not a real cry for help.
“The doctor is in,” I say standing from the table and wondering what the heck is going on.
“I need a full and complete…check up,” she says.
She slides out from behind a big cabinet and there she stands in nothing more than a hospital gown.
Those ghastly things which never look good, suddenly looks incredible…on her.
“Can you help me…doctor?” she says.
She spins around and hot damn she hasn’t tied the back. I see the curve of her back and imagine kissing my way down her spine and biting that apple bottom of hers. The one that’s completely exposed and now suddenly gone as her spin brings her back to facing me.
And I’ve got to face the fact that I’ve got a throbbing erection already, again, and this time I can’t be denied.
“Oh, I can help you alright. But I must warn you…my inspections are thorough…very thorough.”
“Good, because I need to be looked over by the best. Completely looked over,” she says as her hands rise up to her shoulders and just like that she whisks away the hospital gown and stands there completely naked in front of me.
I don’t know what hits the floor first, her gown or my jaw.
I can see the goose bumps cover her body, the cool air tightening every muscle, not that she needs any help. She’s just as stunning now as she was in the heat of the day.
But damn her nipples are pointing straight at me just like my cock is pointing straight at her.
When reading clients we learn that body language is key to diagnosing. The way a person’s feet point to the truth. Well my feet, cock, eyes and every thing about me is pointing straight at her. Her feet, nipples, eyes and everything about her are pointing straight at me.
Our bodies don’t lie, nor would they want to.
I see her hips arch forward and feel my cock twitch as she walks toward me.
I missed it at first. I have no idea how, but now it comes across loud and clear.
She’s not completely naked. But she is the perfect kind of naked.
Naked in heels.
I make a fist bringing it to my mouth and biting down on the lower half of my first finger.
“If you keep that up you’re going to get your germs all over me,” she says.
“Oh, I’m going to cover you in a lot more than germs.”
“Oh really,” she says as she’s now just a few feet from me.
“Really,” I say.
I look up and down her body until she’s inches away.
She reaches up and places her finger on my lips before slowly running it down the center of my body. I feel my breath quicken and I exhale hard when her fingers reach my groin where she twists her hand sideways taking my cock in her grasp.
“I’ve found you just how I left you last,” she says.
“I’ve been hard for you all day.”
“Well let’s see how hard you get, how your body responds, when you see how my body responds to you.”
Without removing her hand from my cock she turns and sits that perfect ass of hers down on the table and swings her legs open, scissoring one around me as the heel just misses my face before her heel finds the table while her other high heel is still on the floor.
God she’s so powerful right now.
I look down and see her freshly shaven pussy straddling the edge of the table when suddenly the other heel flies in front of my face and she’s laid out on the table in front of me like an actual patient.
And my cock’s patience with this is wearing entirely too thin.
“Well, aren’t you going to inspect me…doctor?”
She’s acting like a tart, but I know she’s not. She’s a good girl living out a fantasy. A fantasy of hers and one I didn’t even know I ever had.
“I’m going to check every…single…inch,” I say as I lean in. I’m hovering over her so taken back by her perfection I’m almost paralyzed as to where to start.
Because I want all of her at once.
I reach out my hand, sliding it under hers and lifting it, bringing it to my mouth. I gently kiss the back of her knuckles before rolling her wrist over and kissing the inside of that feminine wrist of hers.
“You surprise me,” she says. “If you’re starting there I know you’re going to be very, very thorough.”
“You don’t become the best for no reason,” I say. “And you know what the best part about being the best is?”
“What’s that?”
“After all these years I finally get the best patient on my table and she’s mine all mine. No assistant doctors. No other nurses. Just mine and like always my job is to make her body feel as good as it possibly can. To know her body inside and out and give her the ultimate human experience.”
“The ultimate human experience? How very clinical of you.”
“Oh, I’m clinical alright. That’s how you get to be thorough. Dotting every I and crossing every T,” I say kissing my way up her forearm as I gently support the back of her elbow and straighten out her entire arm which gives my lips more room to travel…across the inside of her elbow and then along the length of her upper arm.
I feel the goose bumps on the back of her arm and wonder if they’re still from the cold or from me. When I feel her skin temperature rise under my breath I immediately have my ans
wer.
I hear her breathe out hard as my kisses find her bicep and continue on across her oh so feminine collarbone.
I lean in farther feeling her grip on my dick tighten.
She releases and quickly grabs the waistband sliding her hand inside finding my underwear and then sliding her hand underneath that as well, taking my shaft in her grasp.
I could mount her right now on this table and come inside her filling her with so much of my juice that there’s no way we’d create anything less than a single child together. I’ve got so much DNA built up in my balls I wouldn’t be surprised if I gave us triplets.
As a doctor I know that’s not the way things work, but I’ve also seen, and been on, more than my fair share of miracles. And this is the miracle I want more than any other.
To create life with her.
Two people new to the big city.
Two people with an instant attraction for each other.
Two people that have dedicated their lives to helping and improving the lives of others.
And the only girl who can improve my life now.
Her.
She slowly moves her hand up and down my shaft and my lips find her breasts.
I feel my control slip and I run my tongue right down her chest until my mouth wraps around her nipple, sucking it with my hunger for her on full display.
“Oh yeah. Just like that,” she says.
My other hand comes up and I grab her other breast hard causing her stroking to increase in speed and friction.
I’m breathing in hard through my nose as her breast fills my mouth.
I release off it and hear the popping sound fill the empty room until the sound of her gasp fills the room right back up with the prequel to the noise we’ll soon be making.
Soon because I don’t know how much more of this build up I can take.
I kiss my way down her soft stomach and feel her palm slide over the tip of my dick, letting me know the pre-cum is already very much there.
“I want you inside me,” she moans.
I slide my mouth back up kissing just underneath her ear before I whisper, “I thought you wanted the complete inspection.”
“My heart’s beating too fast as it is. I need the doctor’s visit to go a different direction as in for you to visit the inside of me.”
“There will be no visits when I enter you,” I say trying to keep up with the fantasy of the role playing but struggling mightily. “Once I’m inside you your pussy will become my cock’s permanent home. This doctor won’t have to make house calls because I’m going to live inside you. First my dick and then my baby makers. I’m going to fill you so full you’ll feel my juices dripping out of you until next week. I’ll fill you so much and so often you won’t even know what day of the week it is nor which of my climaxes is still inside, doing it’s damnedest to fertilize your egg. But you won’t have to wonder because you’ll be pregnant the first time I explode inside you. And it will be an explosion. Like a dormant volcano that was waiting years and years and years for the right moment to unleash and that moment is the moment I saw you.”
“Fuck me,” she says.
“Not until I know you’re ready for what I’m going to put inside. What I’m going to do to you. And what it means for our future together.”
“I know. I’m ready. I want.”
“You want what?”
“It. You. Everything.”
Her shoulder rolls off the table and her mouth lunges for my cock, but I won’t let her have it. Not this time.
My need is so much greater.
My need is her.
I yank down my hospital pants causing her hand to release my dick. I kick off my shoes and step out of them before pulling my top up and over my head.
She grits her teeth and a feral growl escapes her as she takes in the sight of me nude.
I grab the table with both hands and jump on top, mounting her.
She grabs my cock again lining it up to her opening.
I feel her wetness and wonder if she’s already finished once already. I’m still amazed at the speed of her satisfaction from the hallway.
I feel her back arch and her shoulders dig into the table allowing her to push her hips higher trying mightily to slide my dick into her.
But that’s not how it’s going to be.
I slide my hand underneath her and feel her skin as I bring my hand back to her hip as my other hand stays on my shaft.
“I need you inside me,” she says. Her entire body is shaking as she’s trying to get my cock to break the plane of her opening, satisfying her walls, but not yet.
“You’re sure you know what this means,” I say. “There’s no going back.”
“Back to what? There was nothing before you and everything with you. I’ve been saving myself my entire life for this moment, for you. I just never knew it until I saw you.”
Her words are too much and I can’t take this any more.
“Ahhh!” I moan as I slide inside her and she moans loudly.
I almost forget how big and thick I am and quickly pull my hips back making sure not to enter too deeply. I can already feel my cock stretching her as her walls provide friction along my shaft that’s so tight and so powerful I practically come just from entering her.
But I won’t. I can’t. Because coming means stopping. Means my balls pulling up and the euphoria of sliding in and out of her ending as her walls lock my rod into place inside her.
That’s what I want, but I’ve got to feel her first. Go deeper so there’s no chance I don’t get our family started tonight.
“Oh fuck,” I moan as I buck my hips forward entering her again.
Her hands flail wildly as she reaches for the table then grasps for my hips, willing me deeper inside her.
“Can you take more?”
“I need more. All of it,” she says.
I slide out as slowly as possible, making sure to leave the head of my cock inside before gliding back inside. I feel the head of my cock make contact with her gushy spot inside and that’s it. I can’t take anymore.
I absolutely explode inside her feeling her walls tighten around me as I fill her with a steady stream of juice that’s been inside me for years waiting patiently for a moment that my body must have thought was never going to come.
But come it did, and because of her I can’t stop coming.
I feel her grip on my hips tighten before she relaxes completely and her climax matches mine.
We’re panting like two rabid animals hungry to devour each other.
Just when I think I’m finished and the blood in my head dissipates enough to have a semi-clear thought as a second wave flows through me and is greeted with a matching release from her.
I tighten my grip on her hips and push my hips forward even more making sure to get even deeper inside her.
Her mouth stays closed but a moan comes out loud and clear nonetheless.
“Ohhhh,” I moan in an octave even deeper than the guttural tones I usually speak in.
“Oh my god. Oh my god,” she says.
I pull my cock out and lean forward, my dick laying across her stomach.
All that and there’s still more left. The feel of her skin on my shaft causes a third eruption, much less than the first two but still definitely an orgasm.
I collapse onto my side, practically falling off the table.
“I got you,” she says.
“You sure do…did…do and did” I say.
I gasp for air and bring my chin to my chest. I see the light sparkle off my fluids which cover her torso.
“I marked you as mine. Forever.”
“Aren’t doctors and nurses supposed to be super hygienic?” she asks.
“Yeah. Of course,” I say wondering where she’s going with this.
“That’s too bad. Because I never want to wash you off of me.”
I lean over and our two lips meet, a tender bookend to a role playing fantasy that got really hot
really quick.
“It’s okay if you do,” I say.
“That’s not what you’re supposed to say!” she protests.
“Because when you do it gives us all the more reason to do it all over again and again and again.”
“Oh. Well in that case I’m going to wipe it off each and every time as quickly as I can.”
She moves her hand to her stomach, placing it on top of my fluids.
“After this first time,” I say placing my hand on top of hers. “Let’s let this first one sit for a minute. Enjoy it together.”
My grip on her hand turns into more of my big hand holding her tiny one and everything is perfect.
“Yeah,” she says. “Let’s do that. And then let’s do this all over again…and again…and again.”
I slide my arm underneath her shoulders and move her body onto mine.
We kiss and I hold her there on that table underneath the harsh hospital light.
Even in the most unflattering light known to humankind she’s still radiant like my perfect little angel.
And that’s exactly what she is.
Chapter Thirteen
Cristiano
“I want to set up her schedule so she’s always on my team,” I say to Monique, our HR lady.
“Doctor Cristiano, I can’t do that,” she says.
I’m not taking no for an answer. I want to be with Rose all the time. I want her by my side twenty-four seven.
Between the dinner conversation and our other time together I’ve gotten to know her well. It may sound crazy being that we’ve only known each other for a short time but I know. I know she’s right for me in every way because I know she’s just like me.
She’s young and hungry and wants to make a positive difference in people’s lives. Okay, I may not be so young but two outta three ain’t bad as the saying goes.
A majority of nurses and health care professionals are absolutely outstanding. They start for the right reasons, but after all the bureaucracy, red tape, lobbyists, HMOs and people full of GMOs they don’t know which way to go, as in they get handcuffed by rules and regulations and their ability to help gets stymied. Sometimes they eventually wear out and the profession just eventually becomes a job.
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