“Let me guess, Eva?” I ignore the fact that I am in Lincoln’s lap when I address Molly. I know he doesn’t like discussing his extracurricular activities with me. He convinced his other two regular nurses never to speak to me about his perversions that take place a few nights a week in his hospital room. Lucky for me, spicy nurse Molly refuses to withhold any secrets from me. This has made her one of my new best girlfriends. Lincoln hates it.
“Don’t you.” Lincoln warns, bringing out his Dom tone. And I laugh.
“Eva?” I question again and the arms around my waist tighten. Molly notices and she grins, a naughtiness sparking in her lovely eyes.
“Yes. Eva. I was off last night but when I came in this morning to relieve our fill-in nurse, she was more than willing to share the juicy details.”
I raise a brow, suppressing my need to bark a laugh. Lincoln’s breathing accelerates and Gage stands up from the bench, taking Emma with him and setting her down on the ground. Emma starts to wander towards the gravel path that completes a circle around the hospital.
“You two talk about that. Emma and I are going for a walk.” Gage gives Lincoln a sympathetic glance and bends down to kiss me on the cheek. “Love you. Be nice.”
“Yes, daddy.” I wink at him and he growls.
“Don’t start here.”
I bat my long eyelashes and bite my lip, which I know drives him mad. “I don’t know whatever you are talking about. Take my daughter on a walk.”
Gage corrects me, “Our daughter.”
“Daddy…” Emma whines, standing a few feet away.
“Okay, our daughter. Now take her for a walk, so I can talk with my new best friend.”
Suddenly Gage darkly smirks and a spank hits my bottom, shocking a wave of hot pain to radiate up through my body.
“Ouch!” I snap at Lincoln, shoving my shoulder into his chest. “That hurt.”
Lincoln’s punishing hand then begins to lightly rub the same spot he just turned into a soft burning sensation. “Stop asking questions about my life and what I do. And stop teasing your man.” The Dom voice commands.
As much as I love Lincoln, that voice doesn’t work on me, most of the time. I’m in a much better mood now than I was half an hour ago.
Tugging myself out of Lincoln’s lap, I shuffle onto the bench again, laying my head on his shoulder. Molly takes a seat on Lincoln’s wheelchair. Rolling it out from beside the tree, so she is facing us.
“Eva?” I press, and the heavy hand of a pissy man lands on my thigh, squeezing it.
“Lincoln, do you want me to discuss this with her here? Or do you want me to do it behind your back? Either way I am going to find out.”
“Molly, why do you have to like her?” His head tilts in my direction as if to point the ‘her’ he’s referring to. “She’s a pain. I wish you’d just keep my business to yourself.”
“I’m a pain too. Guess pains in Lincoln’s butt, stick together.” She laughs and gives me a wink. “Eva was in last night. It was Friday after all. The woman working the shift before Abby didn’t warn her about Lincoln’s lifestyle, ended up hearing some rather disturbing sounds coming from his room. Went to check on him and I think she is officially scarred for life.”
Covering my mouth, I start to break out in full on laughter. Anger wafts in powerful surges from Lincoln, directed at both Molly and me.
“Continue.”
Molly softly nods. “Apparently, now this is pure hearsay, but somebody decided she was going to strip naked and wear nipple clamps last night.”
“That’s not what happened.” Lincoln corrects, definitely pissed off.
“Then what is?” Molly raises a brow in his direction.
“Eva came over; I’ve had her as a sub since she was twenty-two. She’s thirty. You do that math.” He sighs long and hard, imparting an irked grunt before reluctantly moving forward. “She came last night like she’s been doing over the past five weeks. It’s not a secret that she’s a needy sub. I can’t stop my duties just because I was injured. I have an obligation as a Dom to provide that outlet for her and for myself. I enjoy it. So she came last night, like I told her to earlier in the week. I had a list of props for her to bring along, which included nipple clamps, a vibrator, anal beads, lube, a paddle and a…” He clears his throat. “I used it all.” He finishes real fast, obviously leaving a little fact out.
“And what?” I ask.
Another sigh. “A ball gag. Ya happy?”
I turn my attention back to Molly, “So Molly, what did poor Abby witness?”
“Powerful Dom over here.” her thumb points to Lincoln. “He ended up having Eva on all fours straddling his legs. Her butt at his face.”
Lincoln growls. “If you are going to tell the damn story, tell it right.” He snaps.
“By all means.” Molly waves her hand in the air, offering him the stage, to tell what really happened. I rotate my body, my back against the corner of the bench so I can see Lincoln fully.
“Abby walked in when I had my Sub in doggy style position. I had ordered her to put in the ball gag. I had already clipped on the weighted nibble clamps. And at the moment, she saw Eva. Eva had a rotating Ivibe vibrator in her ass; my fingers were stuffed in her pussy, making her squirt one orgasm after the other, soaking the bed and me. With my free hand, I was spanking one ass cheek, while my teeth bit the other. Abby stood and watched for a few minutes. So don’t make it sound like she went running for the hills. I stopped biting Eva right when she walked in and locked eyes with her, gesturing with my eyes to shut the door. She did, except she didn’t leave. She watched Eva scream three more orgasms with the ball gag in her mouth. By the time Abby departed, her cheeks were flush and I could see her erect nipples through her scrub top. She was turned on, and if she’d been my Sub, I would have ordered her to finger herself right there for me to watch. Although I’m fairly certain she left and went to the bathroom to finish the job. I know horny when I see it.” Lincoln gestures toward Molly, with the incline of his head and a naughty grin.
“See. Turned on.”
She shakes her head. “I am not.”
“Really?” He raises a speculative brow. “I dare you to prove it. I know you’re wet, Molly. Admit it. Don’t make me put my hands down your pants to show you. You’re old enough to know when you’re pussy is dripping. I can almost smell your sweet arousal.” He sticks his nose in the air, audibly inhaling to prove a point. “Lex isn’t turned on. I know her. You are though. Aren’t you? Your pink, probably very tight pussy likes the thought. Doesn’t it?”
Holy crap! I think he’s right. Molly is squirming in her seat. Plus the fact, he’s pushing her and using some vulgar words probably doesn’t help her either. The story was sexy. I don’t think of Lincoln as a sex object. Hot? Yes. Want to screw him? No. Put Gage in that picture and replace the vibrator with Gage’s cock and… Holy crap! See…just thinking about it and lady is already starting to harden. That damn man and the funny things he does to me. God I love him so much it’s almost unfathomable.
Trying to ignore the fact that Molly’s face is starting to turn bright red, I keep my attention on Lincoln. So she doesn’t become even more embarrassed than she already is. “I think you should put a sign on your door. I know you can’t leave for a few more weeks, until you are healed up. In a weird way, I am happy you are such a nice man to service your Sub’s while you’re in the hospital. But this is the fourth time people have walked in. You need to make a schedule or something. You do know in bigger cities they wouldn’t allow it. Feel fortunate that everybody in this damn town loves you, including me.” I lean over and kiss his cheek and he grabs my arm when I begin to pull away.
“Awe, come on, give me some more sugar.”
I kiss him again, my lips curled up into a big smile.
“See…now there you go making me jealous again.” Gage states, announcing that he and Emma have returned from their walk and Emma comes and climbs into my lap, wrapping her arms around my
neck.
“Love you Mommy.”
“I love you more.” I hug her and kiss her hair.
“Jealous? Oh please…” Lincoln rolls his eyes at Gage. “That damn woman eats, breathes and sleeps the Suit Master.”
Gage cockily bows and laughs. “That is I.”
Chapter Thirty-Four
Gage
“That was the best visit you’ve had yet.” I explain to my woman, humbly seated at the kitchen table, watching her plate our dinners. I dropped Emma by Tasha’s before I came home from the hospital. Lex seems to be doing so much better today than she has in weeks. I don’t know if it’s the fact that Lincoln is healing up nicely, or that Melissa’s conviction will be settled on Monday. Both things Lex has been worrying about nonstop since this all happened. I know she blames herself for what transpired. Nobody else does.
I went to visit Lincoln when Lex was at work a few weeks ago. I dropped by to bring him lunch and chat for a bit. I talked to him about what had happened. The first time he and I had, had a real chance to talk it out, man-to-man. I thanked him. And I will continue to thank him every day for the rest of my life. If he hadn’t caught my signal that day, after the first shot that missed Lex by a few inches, Lex wouldn’t be here. The first shot left the gun and I immediately looked to him and pointed. It happened so fast. I lunged at my ex-wife because Lincoln was closest to Lex. He was taking her down just as the second shot went off. I saw it happen. It hit him square in the leg. Like an explosion, pieces of flesh went flying and blood sprayed. Then, as I had ahold of the gun by the barrel, Melissa fired again. That’s when my world started to fade. I don’t even remember it happening. I don’t know how my neck started to bleed. I just remember waking up in the hospital with my woman nowhere to be found.
I yelled at the doctor to let me go to her. One entire day they made me sit in the room to monitor me. Tasha and Max stayed with Lex and gave me frequent updates. They had placed her in ICU at first, and then quickly moved her down to a regular room after she became stable. The blood loss she suffered was the worst of her injuries. Day two, I ripped off my wires and unhooked my IV. I didn’t take out the catheter thing in my arm. I let them do it. Then I sat in Lex’s room, slept in there, and nurses came and went, checking on us both.
“Yes, it was pretty good. He seemed livelier today. Maybe it was Eva visiting him last night that did the trick.” She explains, coming over the table and setting a big colorful bowl of salad in front of me and a bottle of French dressing, my favorite.
“Thanks.”
“No problem. Do you want chicken or steak in your salad?”
“What do you think?”
“I think if I gave you a choice of anything you’d want in that salad, we wouldn’t be eating.”
Fuck!!!!
I’m instantly hard! How in the hell!?
I growl. “Come here,” and turn my legs out from under the table and open my arms wide. My Angel sashays over to the chair and sits down right on my crotch, rubbing her butt against my throbbing dick.
I wrap my arms around her and go straight for the goods. I grab lady.
“Hum… Someone is hard too. Do you want me inside of you? Or to suck you? Since you won’t do me.”
Her back straightens, damn me and my mouth!
“You know why.”
“Why? What?”
“Why I don’t want to.”
“You’re worried you’ll hurt me.”
She nods.
We’ve had this talk five or six times in the past weeks. She’s not comfortable topping me. But fuck, I find myself fantasizing about it constantly. It’s like the itch that I need scratched so badly that it never rests.
Grinding my length against her dress covered ass. I reach up under her dress and do what I always do. I rip off her panties and toss them on the floor. I know it’s a waste but it’s fun.
“I’m going to make love to you, Angel. Stand up and get the lube from the cupboard. Then come back and sit down on me.”
She doesn’t say a word as her hot ass gets up and goes over to the kitchen cupboard to grab one of our many stashes of lube, that we have strategically hid all over the house, in both of our offices, our cars, her purse and my dad’s house. I can’t go a day without touching her or being inside of her. I’m making up for lost time.
Walking back over, she hands me the lube and I unzip my jeans and fish out my thickness through the zipper. Slathering on a good amount of lube, I wave her closer and she lifts her dress, exposing a sexy as hell girl dick. I lean over and take her into my mouth and she gasps, grabbing ahold of my shoulders, moaning.
Working her hard and fast, applying the right amount of suction she likes, I stop at the head and swirl my tongue around it. Then let it go with a pop.
Keeping a hold of her dress, she turns around and bends over, exposing her hot fucking ass to me. I separate her cheeks and glide a finger down her crevasse. Leaning forward I lick that sexy hole and she writhes, pushing back onto my tongue. Working my mouth, I loosen her up, plunging my tongue into her over and over. Making her gasp for air, between ecstasy-laden pleasure cries. I love that she’s that fuckin’ vocal. The longer we’re together, the more open she becomes too. Dirty talk has been a fun experiment that I notice makes her even more turned on.
Reaching between her legs, I tug lady back and I suck real quickly, then I return to that sexy ass, getting my needy fill. Once I have her lost in sensation, I lube her, set the bottle down on the ground and I grab her hips, lowering her onto my rock-hard shaft.
Slowly, I enter her tight moist heaven and she drawls out a long bellowing moan. Once I bottom out inside, she finally takes in a deep breath. Closing my legs so my knees touch, I force her to straddle me, her feet touching the floor. I lift her hips just slightly and then ease her back down, penetrating her deep, hitting that button that she loves so much.
“Fuck me with your ass.” I order and reach around her front and grab a fist full of lady. As I pump her shaft, she undulates her hips, bouncing in my lap, with swift swallow thrusts, she fucks my cock. The only way she’ll allow.
Positioning her so her back in on my chest, I use my other hand to tantalize her nipple over her cotton dress.
“That’s right Lex, fuck me.” I buck into her and she wails a carnal moan.
“That’s right, baby…more…give me more.” I encourage her and she lets go of her inhibitions completely.
Lex
Oh God! He feels so good. I love when he’s inside of me. I miss him when he’s not.
“Fuck, Angel, you’re going to make me come. Do you want me to come in your hot ass?”
I nod.
His fist tightens around lady and he stops pumping her.
No! I want that. I love when he pleases her.
“Tell me.”
I glance down and his pointer finger pressed into that sensitive V on the underside of lady, just below her head.
Dear God! He knows just what I like.
“Now, tell me.”
I squeeze around him, like a vice, and he curses with a growl.
Flexing my feet, I lift myself so he’s almost all the way out, his head just inside and I squeeze again.
“Awe fuck, you’re milking my cock.”
Yes. I. Am! I internally smile to myself. Feeling powerful and sexy, riding him.
Lowering myself a fraction, I contract around him again.
“Stop it.”
No, I won’t. He wants me to fuck him. Then I am doing just that, taking control. Fucking him how I want, even though I hate using that word.
Standing back up just a little, I squeeze and un-squeeze his deliciously meaty head. Making the thickness bump into my most sensitive spot and my body begins to convulse as his head taps it. A tingling in my sac starts to take over. The pleasure flooding my veins thickens, and I feel the edge of my climax sliding closer.
“God fuckin dammit, Lex, you’re teasing me. My balls hurt. But shit, baby. Keep doing it. Grip my
dick.”
I listen and milk him, harder. Resting forward, pressing my chin to my chest. My hands on my thighs, I rhythmically bounce, his dick gliding in and out of me in powerful shallow thrusts, each downward motion angling just right as I undulate my hips in a circular motion. Feeling him everywhere! Oh…. Yes….
“Gage.” I bite my lip, lady swelling, ready to let go.
“I know. Let me help.” Gage’s left hand pumps lady fast as he imbeds the fingers on his right hand into my hip and growls. Frantically bucking up into me, I brace myself, and my body tightens, spilling over the threshold and my eyes roll back into my head.
“Oh… Gage… Gage… Gage…” I moan, as he thrusts into me hard, masturbating lady and she spasms. One pulse after another I come, hard. Screaming, losing myself in him, in us, in pleasure and love, and he follows me into ecstasy filled heaven, grunting his climax, jerking his thick rod inside of me, filling me with his hot creamy come.
Letting go of lady he brings his hand to his mouth and licks my juices from his fingers with a satisfied groan. Sitting back down onto him, I allow his hardness to rest deep inside of me. Gage’s arms wrap around my stomach and he kisses my shoulders. “I love you, Angel.”
“I love you, more.” I turn my head and offer him my lips. He reaches up and sweetly pecks my mouth.
“Let’s go get cleaned up, I’ll wash you in the tub and I’ll even let you listen to Patsy this time.”
Gage tolerates my music. He doesn’t mind Patsy but he complains all the time that she’s too sad. His preference of music similar to mine, except he prefers Frank Sinatra and other oldies but goodies. I don’t mind. I enjoy them too. I just like giving him a hard time.
Holding my hips, Gage helps me stand. My legs are a bit wobbly but I manage. Picking up another pair of destroyed panties from the floor, I toss the fourth ruined pair of the week into the trash. This habit of his is getting expensive. I can’t complain though. He’s been the one purchasing new panties for me left and right. Many of them only last one wearing before they are discarded like yesterday’s trash. I’ve been half-tempted to never wear any. I would do that if he wasn’t so damn sexy and turn me on all the time. I can’t risk getting stiff with a tight dress on.
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