“Marcus! Why didn't you say something before,” I asked, wide-eyed with excitement.
“You never said a date, but you told me he was going back; that is was definite. If I'd known otherwise, I would have spoken up earlier, baby,” he assured.
“Nathan? Are you going to apply,” Lisa asked, quietly.
“I am.”
Nathan may be staying! My life would be so much easier with my best friend so close! I squealed and grinned big.
“I'm going to call Pops right now!”
I pulled out of Marcus' grip and got my phone out of the car. I found Pops' direct office number and pushed send.
“Dr. Harvey,” Pops answered.
“Hi, Pops,” I said eagerly, telling myself to relax. Lisa and Nathan looked at me as anxiously as I felt. And I couldn’t keep the grin off my face.
“Cookie? What's wrong? Are you all right?”
“No, I'm fine, honestly. Have you got a minute?”
“Anytime for you, Cookie. What's going on?”
“Well, I wanted to ask about the opening for an ER physician.”
He chuckled. “Did you become a doctor and no one told me?”
I laughed. “No, I didn't, but I'd like to ask you to consider someone.”
He paused a moment. “Cookie, is this about Nathan?”
I looked at Nathan. “Yes, it is actually.”
“Is he even interested?”
“Very much.”
“I confess, I had a look into his credentials after your incident earlier this year, and I like what I saw. I like his bedside manner, as well, but is he that way with everyone, or was it just because you were the patient?”
I grabbed Nathan's hand. “No, not just me, Pops. He's that kind with everyone.”
Pops paused again. “This means a lot to you, Cookie?”
“Yes, it does. More than you know,” I whispered.
“And to Twinkie, too, I suppose.”
I looked at Lisa. “Yes. More so.”
“He's fully licensed in California?”
I squeezed Nathan's hand. “Since May.”
“When is his birthday?”
I frowned. “April ninth.”
Another pause. A long one. Lisa mouthed, ‘What?’
I shrugged. ‘He's quiet,’ I mouthed back.
Lisa taps her index finger on her temple, mouthing, ‘He's thinking; it’s a good thing.’
He was quiet a few moments more. I jumped when I heard his voice again.
“I'll tell you what I'll do, Cookie.”
“Yes, Pops?”
“I'd like to one-on-one with him soon as possible and if he passes muster, I'll give him a couple of shifts in the ER and see how it all gels. He's leaving soon, right?”
I grinned big. Lisa and Nathan visibly relaxed.
“Yes, on the seventeenth.”
“Well, I'd better get him in here quickly and see how it goes. How can I reach him?”
I jumped up and down a little and all my teeth were showing. “Actually, we're all in the lot now.”
“All?”
“Lisa, Nathan, Marcus and me.”
“In the lot? Are you throwing a party down there,” he chuckled.
I laughed. “No, but if you want me to, I will.”
“No, don't do that. Is he near you? I'll have a moment.”
“Okay, hang on.”
I passed Nathan my cell. He took it and looked down, while keeping his arm around Lisa. I put my arms around Marcus' waist and leaned in. He kissed the top of my head.
“Dr. Harvey?”
Pause.
“Yes, of course; Thomas.”
Pause.
“I am.”
Pause.
“I do, actually, however my attire is–”
Pause.
“Yes, of course, I'll come right up.”
Pause.
“Yes. She's right here.” He handed my cell back.
“Pops?”
“Cookie, I have a feeling Nathan will do well here and had I known he was available, I would have invited him to apply long ago. I'm glad you came to me with this. I’d do anything for you, always. Don't ever be afraid to ask me for something. I couldn't love you more if you were biological. All right, sweetheart?”
“Yes, Pops. I will remember that. I love you, too.”
“Okay, send that young man up,” Pops said, emotionally.
It was the first time I'd said that to him and I meant it.
He attempted to recover, saying, “I have to, uh, call your mother and let her know I'll be a little late. Anything else you need, honey?”
“No, that's it. Thank you,” I breathed.
“Fine, Cookie. I'll see you girls on Saturday.”
“Yes, Saturday. Bye, Pops.”
I hit end and smiled at Nathan. “You better go.”
Lisa smiled at him, too. “I'll walk you and stay in the waiting area.”
Nathan shook Marcus' hand. “Thanks, Marcus.”
Marcus nodded. “No problem.”
“That offer still good tomorrow, Cookie,” Lisa asked after she kissed my cheek.
“Absolutely. I'll be there.”
I smiled as Nathan and Lisa walked off, hand-in-hand. I turned into Marcus and hugged him.
“I love you! Thank you so much!”
He laughed. “I didn't do anything.”
I looked up at him with my chin on his chest. “You told him about the position and you didn't have to. He would've left next week and Lisa would've been devastated. I'd say you mended two hearts that were almost broken, boo; three if you include mine.”
Marcus hugged me tight. “I'm glad I spoke up... this beautiful smile is priceless.” He leaned down and kissed me. “Mmm... let's go home,” he murmured.
Home. I like that.
“I have to stop by my place and get scrubs. I'm filling in for Lisa tomorrow.”
“Okay, baby,” he said as he opened the passenger door. “I'll drive.”
* * *
We stopped by my place and I took in Lisa's bag and Mandy's gifts since Lisa was going to wrap them. When I came back out with my bag, Marcus said I forgot one.
I grinned at him as I got in the car. “No, I didn't.”
He gave me a long look, then tried to grab the bag.
“No, you don't, Doc! You'll see that later.”
“What is it, baby?”
“A belated birthday present from my mother. You should know she's totally uninhibited; ask Nathan.”
His eyes widened. “I have got to see what's in that bag now!”
“Okay... but if you see it now, you won't see it later, when it's where it’s supposed to be.”
He narrowed his eyes at me. “Mean... just mean,” he muttered as he started the car.
I giggled and fastened my seat belt. I think he set a record on how fast to get from my place to his.
* * *
We'd showered and I'd given him the hunter green boxers my mom bought to match my ensemble. He put them on and modeled for me.
“How do I look?” he asked, smiling.
“Gorgeous,” I smiled back. “Very hot. Now get out so I can put on mine.”
“I'm going,” he mused then kissed me. “Hurry up, baby.”
I dressed as fast as I could and was completely pleased with the look.
My outfit was a lacy, hunter green corset and completely see-through. The top fitted just over the nipple and pushed my cleavage up. It was tight, but not so much that I couldn't breathe. The panties were minute and lacy and, as Mom promised, crotchless. The hunter green garter snapped onto white thigh highs that were sheer, but plain, outside of a hunter green seam down the back. My feet were in platform hunter green pumps. My hair was flowing down my back and my only makeup was glossy red lipstick.
“Are your eyes closed?” I yelled from the bathroom.
“Yes, baby... come on out,” Marcus yelled back.
I opened the door and peeked around to mak
e sure he was telling the truth. He was sitting on the bench at the foot of the bed with his eyelids down. I knew better.
“Marcus! No peeking,” I admonished.
He put his hand over his eyes and laughed. “Sorry, baby.”
I came out of the bathroom. I opened the door wider and put my right hand high on the jamb, the other hand on my hip and stuck my ass out a little.
I took a deep breath then whispered, “Okay, you can open now.”
Marcus moved his hand. His eyes swept my form, slowly, up and down. He said nothing and his face was blank.
“Well, Dr. Alexander... what do you think,” I asked quietly, wondering if I looked as tempting as I thought. Then I noticed his reddened cheeks.
“Ho-ly fuck...” he muttered, still staring.
“Does that mean you like it?”
“Mariah... damn... you're gonna give me a heart attack!”
His eyes transfixed on my body, Marcus stood and walked slowly toward me, stopping a few feet away. “Turn around, baby,” he commanded.
I did. When my ass was facing him, he groaned. Loud. I walked to him. In those heels, my lips met his in a tilt.
“I guess that means you like what you see,” I whispered then licked his lips. I walked around him, kissing his chest and back as I go, leaving my red lip prints. When I stopped in front of him, I flicked his nipple with my tongue. He inhaled sharply.
“What did I do to deserve you?”
I moved to the bench he just left, and slowly sat down. Stretching my arms across the foot board of the bed, I murmured, “I don't know, Dr. Alexander, but why don't you come over here and show me how much you appreciate me?”
His gaze never wavered from my body. Biting my lip, I did the Basic Instinct move.
“Jesus, Mariah...” he groaned.
“Doctor Alexander…” I grinned then bat my eyes. “It is very unprofessional for you to refer to me by my given name. I may have to report you.”
His eyebrows rose and his lip twitches. “Is that right, Miss Hollander?” He shook his head, murmuring, “I wouldn't want that. What can I do to keep you quiet?”
“I don't know, Doctor,” I murmured back, squeezing my forearms against my breasts, making my cleavage more pronounced. I put the tip of my index finger between my teeth. “My mind draws a blank... perhaps you can think of something,” I purred, trying a wide-eyed, innocent look.
Marcus walked over and squatted in front of me. He placed his hands under my thighs and lifted me to the bed, in one fluid move. I landed in the middle, my ass a foot above the edge. My legs were spread and I brought my knees up. I was completely on display.
He reached down and moved the bench away from the bed and stepped around it, never taking his eyes off my exposed sex. He dropped his shorts and looked at me, slowly stroking himself.
“Tell me, Miss Hollander, are all the nurses dressing this way, now?”
“No,” I giggled. “Just me, trying something different.”
“Perhaps next time, you can try this in purple, Miss Hollander.”
“I’ll keep that in mind, Dr. Alexander.”
“Good,” he murmured, staring at my sex again. “Miss Hollander, I can't decide if I want to lick you, fuck you or let you suck me off.”
Ooh, that made me throb. I slowly licked my lips with the tip of my tongue.
“Doctor, I must be getting home soon or my husband and nineteen children will worry; you really should make up your mind.”
“Fuck ‘em, especially that husband,” he muttered, his stroking increasing.
“Funny, I thought you’d prefer if I would fuck you.”
He smirked. I took my middle finger and put it in my mouth. I sucked on it and moaned, then popped it out. I slowly circled the moist finger on my clit. My other hand popped out a breast and I played with my nipple.
Marcus' eyes grew darker as he watched me pleasure myself and I moaned under his gaze. He bit his lower lip and his nose flared as he continued to stroke himself while observing me. I started to feel aroused from my caresses, so I closed my eyes, put my head back and moaned louder.
Marcus suddenly grabbed my wrist that was pleasuring my clit. He gripped the other wrist and pinned them down at my hips. He gazed into my eyes as I gave him a look of confusion.
“Don't do my job, Miss Hollander. I've been trained for this; let me take care of you.”
“I'm sorry, Doctor, but you were doing my job, so I thought I'd assist you, like I'm trained to do.”
“I don't need your assistance in this area. I'm going to let you go now, but don't move your arms unless I tell you to. You understand, Miss Hollander?”
“Of course, Doctor.” I smiled and batted my eyes.
He released me. He spread my sex lips and went right in on my clit. His hot tongue was flicking fast then he sucked, like he was trying to suck my clit off my body. It felt so fucking good, I gripped the comforter and white fisted it, trying to maintain all control like he did, but I was failing.
I hardened and cried out. He circled my clit slowly and I figure out his game. He's getting ready to blow at my sex and fuck up all my understanding.
“Ooh... Marcus... don't,” I begged in a moan.
“Shut up, baby.”
I moaned louder and braced myself when he stops circling. Then he blew… and so did I, shaking and screaming. I watched fascinated as Marcus moved to the side of the bed and gripped my ankle. He twisted me around to him and dragged me to the edge of the bed. I couldn’t catch my breath.
Marcus positioned himself at my entrance and wrapped my legs around his waist. He grabbed my wrists and pinned them down at my hips, again, and slammed into me.
“AHHH,” I screamed. He stilled, panting with me. He slammed again. I screamed again. He slammed me again and again. I screamed again and again.
I gasped when he lifted me off the bed and kneed himself on it. He put my arms around his neck and gripped my waist. I tightened my grip as he forced me up and down on his cock. He was literally a puppeteer, using my body to fuck him.
Suddenly, he released me and threw me down to the bed. He jumped off it, pacing and blowing, willing himself to calm down. I sat up on my elbows and watched him, panting. I tossed my head back and blew in and out very fast, trying to calm my breathing.
“Fuck it,” Marcus suddenly uttered. He grabbed my ankle and dragged me to him again. He lifted me to eye level and I wrapped my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck. He carried me to the wall and leaned until my back hit it and he inserted himself into me again. His left hand flattened against the wall and his grip tightened around my waist.
“Hold on tight,” he ordered. I gripped his shoulders. Marcus’ right hand gripped at my neck, we stared at one another. His knees bent then he bucked into me over and over again, hitting my clit and my secret spot at full tilt. My clit hardened again and I grunted at every thrust.
“Yes, baby,” he snarled. “I'm close! Give me another one!”
“Yessssss,” I screamed, closed my eyes tight and squirted all over the fucking place.
“FUCK,” Marcus shouted. “That feels so fucking good.” He made his patented growl noise and I tensed, overheating on the inside from that sound. He bucked a few more times, stilled then trembled as he tightened both arms on my waist. We fell to the floor, trying to laugh while breathing like two fighting tigers.
I rolled my forehead on his chest as we both tried to calm our breaths.
I sighed, waiting for the dizziness to pass. “Room is spinning, Marcus.”
“Me too, baby. That has never happened to me before. Fourth of July was the first time.”
“Really,” I giggled.
“Really, baby.”
I smiled. For some reason, knowing that makes me feel very good inside.
Chapter Fifteen
Introducing Dr. Marcus Alexander… Cannon
Friday evening, promptly at five, I popped my head into Pops' office.
“Good night, P
ops. See you tomorrow.”
He smiled as he stood and rounded his desk. He hugged me then kissed my temple.
“Good night, Cookie. Are you sure you don't need a ride?”
“No, thanks. I'm riding with Marcus, again. He should be done in a few minutes.”
“All right, honey. I’ll see you tomorrow.”
I smiled as I went to the elevators and pushed the call button. I had so much to do, mostly finding a dress and getting something special done with my hair, possibly makeup. The bridal shower was starting at four the next day, but the real party was at seven.
As I waited for the elevator, I pondered on how much I was going to miss Marcus and wished he could come with me. I asked him that night, after that awesome sex. He said he had a prior commitment he couldn't break, but I would see him later that night. He’d also said that he wanted us to have an important talk before but I shouldn’t worry; that it’s not bad what we had to discuss.
I thought to the previous night's romp with Marcus and smiled. I was going to have to call Mom and thank her for the gift because it went over so well. That corset did something to him that I want repeated. I planned to go back soon and see what other colors they had, hoping they had purple. I had time before the bridal party and vowed to make Lisa go with me.
Lisa called after lunch, excited about Nathan's three-day trial in Calabasas Memorial Hospital's Emergency Room and it'd be day hours, so they won't miss time with each other. We made plans to get our hair and nails done and I decided to surprise her with a trip to the lingerie store, after.
The bell rang and I move to the indicated elevator. The doors opened and to my surprise, William Wexler stepped out. He gave me in a double take, then grinned big, taking both my hands and gently kissed my cheek.
“Mariah Hollander. Wow. Hello, how are you?”
I smiled at him. “I'm fine, Dr. Wexler. How are you?”
“I'm good and it's 'Will', remember?”
“Will, right. Sorry. When are you starting here?”
He cocked his head and frowned. “You didn't hear? I've been offered a position in New York. I leave tomorrow.”
I frowned now. “New York? I thought you were happy to be with HRC.”
“I was, but I asked Cannon's girlfriend for a date and that changed everything.”
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