My Calendar Men Boxed Set

by Rose, Dahlia

  “I see you as way more than just a warm body, Cierra. If I wanted that, I could have made a move a long time ago,” he said. “I want to know you outside these hospital walls, even though right now I can only think about kissing you.”

  Cierra placed her hands over her head and he secured them once more. “Well, then since we’ve got that all cleared up, let the foreplay begin.”

  He grinned before lowering his head to hers, and she succumbed to his wild kiss. She wrapped her hands around his waist and could feel the ridges of his muscles easily under the thin scrubs. Unable to resist, she slipped her hand beneath his shirt and touched his skin. He moaned and pulled away roughly to take the blue medical shirt off. He grabbed the hem of hers and whipped it off as well. She deftly unhooked her bra and let it drop to the ground.

  “Bloody hell, you are magnificent,” he said roughly, and pulled her to him.

  Cierra gasped as skin met skin before he continued the onslaught on her mouth. This was what she dreamed of and, by far, reality was way better than anything she fantasized. His lips trailed from her mouth to her neck. He lifted her breasts to his mouth so he could lick and suck at her nipples. She bit her lips so her soft cry wouldn’t be heard outside the door. His mouth at her breasts built the ache inside her.

  “Can I make you come?” he asked softly.

  “Right here, now?” she asked breathlessly.

  “I can’t wait any longer to see how your body would react to my touch. Tomorrow seems like a lifetime away.”

  “I don’t know if I can be quiet,” she whispered.

  “Love, I’ll make sure that no one hears you,” he whispered.

  He cupped her breasts once more and she closed her eyes as pleasure filled her. She wished with all her might that a new emergency didn’t come into the hospital right then. She would be embarrassed rushing out of a storage closet trying to fix her clothes with a doctor in tow. More than that, she ached to feel him, to see exactly what he was offering now and tomorrow when they went out officially.

  His lips were at her breasts again, sucking the nipple deep into his mouth. Her mind went to all the dirty things she’s fantasized about him, about being tied up or even spanked by his marvelous hands. Those same hands were now sliding down her stomach and into her pants.

  Steven’s lips were back on hers once more while his nimble fingers worked the draw string at her scrubs so he could have better access to her. Cierra reached around his hands and grabbed his crotch through his own pants. She could tell he was hard and thick and she wanted him all the more. He sucked on her tongue as his fingers delved between the folds of her pussy.

  “Oh, you’re already so wet,” he muttered against her mouth. “God, I wish I could taste you.”

  Her hips rose instinctively to send his fingers lower. She wanted them inside her. He kissed and nibbled the sensitive area of her neck and she leaned against his shoulder to give him access. Steven rubbed her clit until she wanted to cry out. Instead, she turned her head and bit his neck and he shuddered. He sank his finger into her and she pressed her head against his shoulder to muffle her cry. Another digit followed the first and began to fuck her hard with his hand until her head fell back in pleasure. He way he did it was unlike anything she’d ever felt. His palm was rubbing against her clit and she could hear her wetness with each penetration of his fingers. Her release built inside her to levels she hadn’t thought were possible.

  “I’m not a quiet lover. I can’t help it. Oh Steven, I’m going to come.” She gasped.

  “Oh yes, love, come for me hard.”

  He kissed her to muffle the sound of her cries as she bucked in his arms. He didn’t stop his hand’s movements until he had brought her to a second peak and she leaned weakly against the wall in the closet.

  “Oh, that was exquisite.” His voice was rough with desire.

  “For me it was. You got no, um, relief,” Cierra said breathlessly.

  He slid his arms around her neck and kissed her hard. “Trust me, love, my time is coming. Now, let’s get you cleaned up.”

  Luckily, there were stacks of folded scrubs in the closet and with a quick change, she only looked slightly ruffled. She peeked out of the closet to make sure that no one was around before slipping out. Her route was directly to the nurses station where she could sit. Her legs still felt weak from her naughty behavior in the closet with Steven.

  “You were gone for a long time. Did you head down to the cafeteria to grab something to eat?” the nurse at the computer asked without looking up from the screen.

  Shoot, food. In the midst of her passion, she had forgotten about eating. So, she lied. “Yeah, a quick bite and here I am.”

  “Well, do your rounds and update any meds and then you can change out shifts,” the head nurse said.

  “Great, thanks.” Cierra smiled and got up to do her last walk through and make sure any patients who had to be admitted to the ward had already gone up.

  Steven, well, Dr. Kendrick on the job, passed her and their shoulders touched. “I love the way you come, by the way. See you tomorrow.”

  She couldn’t help the grin that crossed her face at his comment. The smile was plastered on her face as she did her duties and then clocked out for the day. Independence Day was looking up. She’d be with Steven and who knew what pleasure she would receive.

  * * * *

  She rolled and stretched as sunlight came through the window of her bedroom. She looked at the time and her eyes widened. It was after twelve and she had to be the at the South Sea Port at two. Cierra made a little squeak and rolled out of bed, blaming Steven for her over sleeping. Making a girl come like that for the first time in over year. Even as she grumbled in her head, she felt surprisingly happy. Having Steven giving her pleasure was far better than taking care of her own needs. Her last boyfriend sucked—literally. He had been gay and she found him one night on a date with another guy when she and a few friends had gone out. She’d kept to herself after that incident. But she should have known a guy who spent more time in the mirror than her had some kind of issue. Being a pricey, high class lawyer, she thought it was because he wanted to look good.

  Cierra grabbed a pink sundress and threw it on the bed. She rushed into the bathroom and took a shower before coming out to curl her hair. She felt bouncy and wanted her hair to look the same instead of the usual efficient ponytail. With her dress on, she found pink slip on heels and grabbed her oversized purse. She locked up her apartment and took the elevator downstairs.

  The heat hit her full force when she stepped out of her apartment building. She decided right then and there to take a cab. Braving the subway and the crowds, she would be a hot, sweaty mess by the time she met up with Steven. So she walked down the block and hailed a yellow cab from the throngs in the street. Traffic moved slowly and she was fifteen minutes late arriving to their meeting spot. Steven looked handsome in a crisp white shirt and cargo shorts. He was wearing sunglasses and his hands were in his pocket as he waited next to the gelato stand.

  “You look cool and collected in this heat,” she commented as she walked up. “Sorry, traffic was horrible.”

  “And you look good enough to eat.” He pulled her into his arms. “How about a proper greeting, love?” He didn’t wait for her to answer before taking her lips in a swift kiss that made her tingle down to the tips of her toes. He pulled away and licked his lips as if he was savoring her taste.

  “Now that’s a hello,” he murmured.

  “I’ll say.” She smiled up at him. “Where are we going? Battery Park, or grabbing a set of chairs and sitting in the shade until the light show?”

  He took her hand and led her down to where a set of boats were moored. “Neither, we’re taking a few steps over here, and voila.” He showed her a pristine white boat bobbing in the water with the sun glinting off its metal rails.

  She turned and looked at him in amazement. “You rented a boat? This thing is massive!”

  “More like borrowed.
I have a friend who said I could use it for the day.” He helped her up the gangplank and on deck. “Do you like it? There is no better way to watch the fireworks than on the water with a cool breeze and away from the crowds. Did I mention that below is air conditioned?”

  “I think I love you,” Cierra laughed.

  “I’m hoping,” he murmured.

  Somehow, it didn’t seem like he was kidding when he said it. He went to the wheelhouse and piloted the boat carefully from its position in the deck. She put on her sunglasses as the wind began to whip past the boat. It seemed that Steven was not the only one with the idea of spending the day on the water. Other boats were leaving the docks and heading out on to the river. She knew they would have to be a ways out on the water. The NYPD cutters wouldn’t allow anyone too close for fear of a potential accident with the fireworks.

  When Steven cut the engine to the sleek machine, he pressed a button and she heard the metal chain as he dropped the anchor.

  He came down to where she sat and held out his hand. “How about joining me below deck?”

  “I’d love to.”

  Cierra took his hand and followed him into a roomy cabin. The bed was made with blue silk sheets and a comforter. On the bedside table was a plate of fruit, cheeses, and a bottle of wine chilling in a silver bucket.

  “Well, aren’t you the charmer. Is this how you’re going to get into my panties?” She turned to face him while kicking off her shoes and climbing on the bed.

  Steven laughed. “Well, since I’ve already got into your knickers, that isn’t a problem. I thought you might be hungry. There’s also salad with grilled lump crab and lobster with a light vinaigrette dressing, and corn dogs for later. Oh, and an apple pie.”

  Cierra burst out laughing. “Corn dogs?”

  “I thought I should get an authentic American food to commemorate the holiday,” he replied casually. He walked over and took the wine from the bucket, poured them two glasses, and handed her one.

  “Okay, next time, get me a burger. I ate enough corn dogs in Merry when I was growing up to last me a lifetime.” She smiled and took a sip of from her glass. “This is really good.”

  “I’m glad you like it. It’s from my vineyard in the English country side.” He sat down next to her.

  She sputtered. “You own a vineyard? Why the hell are you working in an American ER?”

  “Because I like doing new things and I love being a doctor. Can you see me as a rich, uppity person sitting in my leisure robe and drinking sherry?”

  “No, but if you ever want to whisk me away for a weekend of bliss, feel free to do so.”

  He leaned over and kissed her neck, making her shiver. “You can bet on it, love.”

  Cierra drained her wine glass, put it on the floor next to the bed, and slipped the straps of her dress off her shoulders. “I think we have some time before the fireworks start. How about we make our own right here?”

  “I agree whole heartedly.”

  His voice had taken a rough edge as he watched her slip the rest down her body and kick it off when it got to her toes. Her lacy black panties were next and a groan emanated from his throat. He stood to remove his own clothes. Cierra wanted to tease him to make his cock so hard that he ached to have her. She lay back against the bed and parted her legs before slowly running her hands down the length of her body. His gaze was hungry as he followed the trail of her fingers across her breasts before she squeezed the nipples, making them hard.

  “Touch yourself. I want to see you get wet,” he said.

  He was completely naked; each muscle on his body was toned and his cock was already hard. Just looking at him made her mouth water and she had no problem using him as a visual while she did as he asked. Her fingers slid across the smooth, shaved expanse of her pussy before spreading the soft flesh for him to see. He sucked in a breath and she grazed her finger across her clit.

  Steven settled between her legs. “It’s time for my taste.”

  Cierra moaned when he ran his tongue up the slit of her pussy. She grabbed his head and cried out as pleasure assaulted her. Steven made a sound of pleasure while he took her flavor on his tongue. This time, it was him who spread the full lips of her sex and sucked on the tender bud of her clit. Cierra shuddered and closed her eyes as the sensation rocketed though her body.

  “Don’t tease me, Steven,” she begged as he gently licked her clit with the tip of his tongue.

  He buried his face into the center of her desire. His tongue penetrated her snatch and she thought she would almost die from the pleasure of it. She pulled him to her as she pleaded for more. Steven stopped suddenly and leveled himself over her body. He gripped her cheek with one hand and kissed her hard. Yes, she thought at his roughness. She wanted that, wanted to lose control within him. Just as quickly, he wrenched his mouth away from hers and kissed his way back down her body. Steven wrapped his arms around the top of her thighs and pulled her against his mouth. She felt his tongue begin its pleasurable work once more and he kept her anchored until she came under his assault.

  “I’m going to take you so high you won’t ever want to come down.” His voice was gravelly with desire.

  “Oh yes, please more!” she gasped, still feeling ecstasy course through her body. She didn’t know how much more she could take, but Cierra was willing to fly to the stars in his arms.

  He replaced his mouth with two fingers and pressed them deep inside her. There was no slow build up in pleasure. He took her hard and fast, sending her careening straight into bliss. Unable to help herself, Cierra cried out over and over until it built into a scream as he fucked her with his fingers until she came with a wail.

  “Oh God. Oh Steven!” She felt as if she was babbling, but couldn’t help it.

  He murmured soothingly while he positioned her with her legs around his waist while he sat in the middle of the bed. She felt his cock throb against her inner thigh as if anticipating entrance to her pussy. He sank himself inside her with one deep, hard thrust, which caused them both to cry out in gratification. Their rhythm was one that strived for satisfaction in its intensity. He pumped into her, and she ground against him, meeting his ferocious need. She pulled his head to her breast, and he obliged by sucking deeply on one of her nipples, taking down to the areola into his mouth.

  “More, take it all!” Cierra cried out.

  “Oh fuck yes!” Steven growled.

  She felt the walls of her pussy clench around his rod before she arched and tensed while she came. Steven was far from done with her it seemed, because he flipped her over until she was on her hands and knees. She felt the head of his manhood against the tight glove of her ass. Oh yes, I haven’t been taken like this in such a long time. She wiggled in anticipation, knowing the flow of her body had already made her slick and ready to accept him there.

  “Do you want this, love?” he asked. “Shall I take your ass?”

  “Yes, do it.” She panted.

  Steven reached around her thighs and traced her pussy once more with his expert touch. His finger rubbed her clit until she moaned and arched.

  “I want you now,” she said.

  She was slick and wet. Cierra felt him use her own body juices to coat the tip of his cock and her tight entrance before he slipped inside her slow and with deliberate ease so he wouldn’t harm the tender flesh. She was reeling from the strength of her desire to feel him completely immersed in her. He went from rubbing her clit to sliding his finger deep inside her pussy; all the while he gingerly inched his way into her, giving her body the time it needed to accept him. She could hear him panting with the exertion to show restraint and he stilled when he was buried inside her.

  “Jesus, I can’t hold back.” She could tell the words were said through gritted teeth. She wished she could see him, and watch as pleasure played across his face.

  “Don’t. Come with me this time.”

  She felt him move and gave herself over to the sensual bliss that was in the room with them at
the center. He grabbed her hips and with a loud groan, his thrust became more fevered. He toppled them to the side while they were still connected and lifted one of her legs across his hard, muscled thigh. His fingered her snatch one more and his thumb rubbed her clit until she quaked in his arms and screamed his name. Cierra lost all conscious thought except for the primal need that was stoked like a fire inside her. When she came, it rocked her body until she screamed his name and heard his guttural cry of her own in return. His seed filled her, hot and thick, before she felt his tense body relax and sink into the mattress. His harsh breathing filled her ears.

  Cierra dozed off; she couldn’t help it. When her body was utterly decimated by pleasure, she figured that a few minutes to reconstruct her thought process was warranted. His soft kisses against her shoulder brought her back to reality with a big smile on her face.

  “You still with me, Cierra?” His voice was deep and utterly sexy. “Are you okay?”

  “One hundred percent yes,” she murmured. “I’m so all right I could go on deck and dance a jig.”

  “Sounds good, but I’d rather keep your lusciousness to myself. A bunch of boats around us with drunk men I might to beat them men off with sticks.” He folded his hand behind his head.

  She climbed on to his hard body and rested her head on his chest. “So this was your plan? Get me out here so you can have your wicked way with me?”

  “Are you complaining?” He stared at her with those sexy blue eyes.

  “Not in the least. I’ve been waiting a long time for you to make a move on me.”

  He raised his head and pressed a soft kiss on her lips. “Now, the move’s been made and you’re mine.”

  She liked the possessiveness in his voice. Cierra was all about the strong man and she was glad her instinct had been correct about Steven.

  “I can live with that, just as long as you know it works both ways.”

  “Absolutely, love. I want it no other way.”

  The boat bounced gently on the small waves in the middle of the river. They stayed below, opting to now wear clothes while they snacked and talked. She learned more about him, their relationship jump from flirtation to passion. She could see herself falling in love with him big time. After all the months of teasing and secret looks, she wondered in some way if she already had.