by Ava May
“It’s not as glamorous as you think,” she said. “I mean, fine, I get to manage his pain killers and make sure his blood pressure is right, but he can be stubborn.”
“What do you mean?”
“He loves his scotch, keeps getting out of bed even though his fracture is not fully healed…it’s like he is trying to live out his life as if nothing happened.” Alexis took another bite of her waffles. “He is a fucking headache. I’ll tell you that much.”
“Oh come on, you know you like it,” Tasha said with a smile.
“I didn’t say I hate working with Sean, it’s just that seeing him wrecking his chances of ever working again…it’s maddening.”
“So, it’s Sean now, huh? No more Mr. Elliot?” Tasha asked with a smile.
“He told me to call him Sean because I didn’t like being called Nurse Ballard,” Alexis pointed out.
“And the two of you being on first name basis has nothing to do with the fact that you stroke yourself every night with him on your mind?” Tasha asked. Alexis looked up at her, her cheeks flushed.
“I most certainly do not,” she said as she stared daggers at her best friend.
“Denial much?” Tasha asked. Alexis rolled her eyes. “Please, you know as well as I do that I am right,” Tasha added as she took another sip of her juice.
“There is nothing going on between Sean and I, period.” Alexis said making Tasha smile.
“So, who did you leave him with now that you are way out here with me?” Tasha asked.
“Marisol, the maid is there with him. He’s already had all his medication and I am only away for a couple of hours. He should be still asleep when I get back,” Alexis said. “But that rarely happens since he doesn’t want to sleep out the pain.”
“Who doesn’t want to sleep out the pain?” Tasha asked and Alexis rolled her eyes.
“You don’t know the half of it. But like I said earlier, it is not as glamorous as you think it is,” she added.
“Well, if you say so.” There was a sly smile on Tasha’s lips.
“I do say so, and enough about me. What about you? What is going on in your life that I should know about?” Alexis started. “And before you answer me, I don’t mean work.” Tasha shrugged.
“What if everything you need to know revolves around work?” she asked and Alexis’ eyes grew wide. Tasha had been eyeing this fast respondent for almost two years without ever saying as much as a ‘hello’ to him. “Michael Wyler,” Tasha said in a soft voice. The tone in her voice was almost dreamy.
“So we finally talked to Mr. Attractive Fast Respondent?” Alexis said with a smile.
“I did. And we are having coffee later this week,” Tasha said. Alexis pretended to choke on her waffle bite.
“That was fast. How did we go from not talking at all to a date?” she asked.
“We are not having a date. We are just having coffee.”
Alexis smiled.
“Ergo, you and Mr. Attractive Fast Respondent…” Alexis started before Tasha put a finger up.
“Michael Wyler,” she said and Alexis nodded.
“Alright, you and Michael Wyler are actually having a date. I mean, it’s not like you are just going to sit across each other having coffee or anything,” Alexis went on.
“Stop being a know it all,” Tasha said laughing as she shook her head. Alexis laughed.
She had known Tasha for almost six years and if there was one thing she knew ever so well, it was the fact that she could tell how her friend acted when she was smitten and boy, was she smitten. But then again, they were both hiding the reality of what they were feeling.
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It was a little after three when Alexis got back to Sean’s place and as soon as she walked into the house, she heard loud music coming from upstairs. Without even going up there, she knew that the music was coming from the master bedroom. She rolled her eyes and set the grocery bags she was holding on the kitchen counter before she began making her way upstairs.
“Seriously?” she wondered out loud when she got to the door. She knocked softly on the heavy wooden door before she opened it. She sighed when she saw the empty bed. She walked over to the bed and picked up the remote which was on the night stand and switched off the music.
“Sean? Are you in here?” she called out as she looked around the big room. The door to the bathroom was open so she was sure that Sean was not there. “Sean?” she called out again.
“Why did I have to get the most difficult patient in LA?” she thought as she walked out of the bedroom. She walked back downstairs and headed straight for the living room. She was almost a hundred per cent sure that Sean was there.
“Like clockwork,” she thought as she stood at the doorway looking at a sleeping Sean.
When she first found out that she was going to be working at Sean Elliot’s place, Alexis was overjoyed. Not only did she get to work at a celebrity’s house, but she also got to make what she called a shitload of money. But as she came to realize, Sean was not just any patient, he was every nurse’s nightmare. Somehow, it was like he was allergic to following the doctor’s orders. He was not even supposed to be downstairs.
She began to slowly walk towards him and when she got close enough she realized that there was no sign of a walking cane, something he was never supposed to do without. She was just about to make her way out of the living room when she heard his loud alarm piercing through the serenity of the mansion. Sean’s eyelids fluttered open and Alexis gave him a disappointed look.
“Sleep well?” she asked as she looked at him. He ran his fingers through his hair. “How did you get down here? I don’t see a cane around.”
“You don’t?” Sean asked as he stifled a yawn.
“You know you are supposed to keep the weight off that leg for at least twelve weeks straight,” she pointed out. Sean tried to stand up and she almost ran up to where he was. “Stay put. I’ll get the cane for you.” She helped him settle in his seat before she ran upstairs to the master bedroom where she found his cane next to the bed. She then made her way back to the living room where she found him about to take his pills. “What do you think you are doing?” she asked.
“It’s time to take my pills. That was the whole point of the alarm,” he said matter of factly as he put a selection of pills into a pill crusher.
“Your pills are too strong, Sean. You know you have to eat something before you take your medication right?” she asked. She didn’t know whether Sean could tell that she was angry with him by the way she was looking at him.
“I had some potato chips an hour ago,” he said, ready to pop the pills into his mouth.
“For starters, potato chips are not food. They are not even healthy and two, give me these,” she said as she took the pill crusher from him and walked to the kitchen. She put it down on the counter and looked at Sean who was now slowly making his way to the kitchen.
“Hey, I need those,” Sean said.
“You’ll have them after food,” she said looking right into his eyes. He was now standing right in front of her on the other side of the counter. She sighed and walked over to the fridge and opened it. “I’ll fix you something,” she said as she looked into the fridge.
“So, I’m guessing I have to wait for dinner….lunch.” He looked at his watch. “What are we having anyway? It’s like four in the afternoon.”
“Who said anything about ‘we’? You are the invalid,” Alexis pointed out as she washed her hands.
“I am not eating unless you are,” Sean announced. Alexis looked up at him and sighed.
“I am not hungry,” she said.
“Well, I cannot eat alone. It’s weird,” he said. She wanted to roll her eyes.
“I’ll have a little food…just a little,” she said as she began squeezing lime juice into a bowl.
“I actually don’t mind if you take a few bites off my plate,” he said. She looked up at him and shook her head.
Sean had been trying to
get her to have dinner with him since he was well enough to talk in complete sentences without groaning in pain. But Alexis had always told him that she needed to keep things professional. The real reason for her was actually the fact that the most important thing for her was to keep her distance from the man that she’d had a crush on for the longest time.
“What’s the big deal? It’s not like you have some patients crying for help in the next room or anything,” Sean said.
“It’s not professional…” she started saying before Sean reached across the counter and touched her hand.
“I’m not eating unless you are,” he said again with finality. She pulled her hand away and sighed.
“Fine.” She took a broiler pan from the overhead rack and set it down on the stove. “So are you just going to sit there staring at me or are you going to help?” she asked without looking at him.
“Just tell me what to do, Alexis,” Sean said with a smile.
What Alexis had in mind for their late lunch was glazed salmon, a quick fix that only took half an hour to prepare. It sounded complicated and fancy but it was actually a simple fix. It was just brushing the fish with a mixture of honey and lime juice and frying it in a broiler pan. She could not tell but Sean was impressed as he looked at her preparing the fish and a side of spiced carrots. Living the kind of life he had, he had spent lot of time with women who lived a life similar to the Kardashian lifestyle. He had never met a woman like Alexis.
“Where’d you learn to cook like this?” he asked when she finally sat down to eat with him. “This is amazing.”
“Well, my grandmother was a big believer of homemade meals.” She started as she took a bite of her carrots. “Takeout was not a thing in the Ballard household,” she added.
“Maybe that’s a good thing,” he said. She raised an eyebrow at him.
“My grandma’s recipes made me go from a size eight to a size sixteen,” she said matter of factly. ‘I don’t see anything good thing in that.”
“You have a beautiful body, Alexis,” Sean started making Alexis’ cheeks flush a bright crimson. “I personally have a thing for curvy women.”
Alexis smiled even though she didn’t really mean to. All she was trying to do was hide the fact that she was blushing. She stood up and began clearing the dishes.
“This was great,” Sean said as she busied herself as much as she could avoiding his line of sight as much as she could. “We should do this more often.”
She looked at him over her shoulder and shrugged.
“I don’t think that would be a very good idea Sean.” She had her back to him as he put the dirty dishes in the washer and what she didn’t know was that he was eyeing her perfectly rounded ass. “You can take your pills now,” she said when she turned around and placed the pill crusher in front of him and then handed him a bottle of water from the fridge.
Sean was looking at her as he downed the pills making her feel increasingly uncomfortable.
“Do you need help getting back upstairs?” she asked and he nodded even though he really didn’t. She walked up to where he was and slipped an arm around his waist. He balanced his weight on his cane as they slowly made their way out of the kitchen. She could feel tingles running down her spine as they made their way up the stairs. She had this feeling every time he touched her. She was not very sure whether it was the fact that it had been a while since she’d had any kind of male contact or simply that Tasha could have been right but his touch was making her go wild. His scent was all around her and she was trying hard to keep her breathing slow and relaxed.
“Careful,” she said in a low voice as she helped him into bed. She was about to leave when Sean held her hand. She turned around and looked at him. “What’s wrong?” she asked and Sean s shook his head.
“Nothing. I just don’t want you to leave,” he said as he tugged on her hand gently making her sit on the bed. She shrugged.
“Sean…” she started but he was already leaning forward. His hand was at the back of her neck. “Don’t,” she pleaded softly. She knew almost immediately what he wanted to do.
“Why not?” he asked as he looked right into her brown eyes. Her heart was racing. “If you don’t want me, just tell me and I will back off. I promise you.” Her heart seemed to be beating harder and faster as his piercing green eyes looked right into hers. He was leaning forward slowly and for some reason, she couldn’t pull away. Soon, he was so close that she could feel his breath on her neck. “Just tell me when to stop and I will,” he whispered.
She wanted to tell him to stop. She needed to tell him to stop but somehow, she just couldn’t speak. Her lips were slightly parted as she tried getting her words out but to Sean, it looked like she was waiting for a kiss. She looked at him as he moved closer still until his lips claimed hers. She didn’t even realize when she held the side of his face. She was slowly and softly responding to his lips against her own. She closed her eyes as she felt him kissing her softly. His lips were softer than she had ever imagined. And his touch, oh his touch…it was more perfect than she had ever thought it to be. His tongue and his were doing a slow, soft dance inside her mouth. By the time he finally pulled away, they were both panting for breath. He brushed off a stray strand of her dark hair from her face and looked into her eyes.
“Sean, I don’t think…” Alexis started before he leaned forward and kissed her again, cutting her short.
“Don’t think,” he said in a whisper when he pulled away briefly. He pulled her closer making her shift her weight on the bed moving closer to him. He was suddenly kissing her deeper and more passionately than she had ever been in her life and all she knew at that moment was the feeling she had, getting lost in his embrace. She moaned into his mouth as he gently pushed her down. She slowly laid back on his bed and looked up at him. At the back of her mind, she found herself thinking how he was managing to balance his weight on his side.
Sean ran a hand down the side of her body, gently brushing against her breasts. She closed her eyes and let out a small sigh making him smile. With one hand, he slowly pushed her shirt upwards revealing her breasts concealed in a black satin and lace bra. He lowered his head and began planting small kisses on her tummy slowly working his way up to the impatient push of her breasts. To his advantage, her bra had a front clasp which he undid with ease. Alexis moaned softly when she felt the tightness of her bra suddenly come loose exposing her breasts to him. She opened her eyes just in time to see him looking into her eyes, like he was trying to see her reaction as he caressed her gently. She closed her eyes when he began lowering his head to kiss her sensitive nipples. She sighed softly when his lips brushed against her taut nipples. Her other nipple was getting equal attention from his flicking fingertips as he began running his tongue around her nipple. Her moans were getting louder by the minute as he sucked her harder and kneaded her soft mounds. She moaned her relief when he pulled away but it was only seconds before he took her other nipple in his mouth and sucked hard. It seemed like forever before he finally released her and she was gasping for breath.
“Take off your t-shirt,” he commanded in a whisper. She was looking at him as she did as he asked. She could see that he was having a hard time balancing his weight on one side so she turned completely getting herself on her side and he responded by lying down on his back. She felt awkward being half naked yet he was still fully dressed.
“Do it,” Sean said as if he could read her mind. She was looking right into his eyes as she took off his t-shirt and sweat pants. She was about to pull off his boxer shorts when he shook his head. “You first,” he said gesturing at her pants. She pushed off her pants and pulled off his boxer shorts before she took off her own panties. She had tried as long as she could not to look at his girth but she could feel his cock hard against her thigh. She had straddled him and he had his hands on either side of her hips.
“Got any…” she started before he pointed to the top drawer of his nightstand. She got a condom from the drawe
r and handed it to him. She was breathing hard as he rolled on the latex onto his length.
“Ride me, baby,” he said as he looked at her. She raised her hips and he positioned his cock at her opening.
She was looking right into her eyes as she began lowering herself onto his length. But as soon as the head of his cock slipped into her pussy, she gasped. She was dripping wet but months of her dry spell made it feel like she was being split into two. She looked at him, her forehead creased and he knew almost immediately what he had to do. He began pulling her down making her moan softly and him groan as he felt his length filling her up. She whimpered when she felt his entire length buried inside her.
“Come here,” he said, one of his hands still secured around her waist. She lowered herself to kiss him as she began moving herself on and off his cock. She was moaning softly as she felt him stretching her out, filling her. He suddenly held her and began moving himself in and out of her hard. She was amazed at how he was able to thrust his hips upwards with his leg still mildly immobilized. She buried her head in his shoulder and groaned as he slammed his hips against hers over and over until she couldn’t hold back anymore. Sean had an arm around her back and his hand in her hair as she felt herself coming apart on him.
“Sean… oh…” she gasped as she felt herself climaxing. Her pussy was squeezing against his cock draining him. She felt his fingers digging into her folds as he worked himself deeper and harder until he gave her one final thrust. She collapsed on him, panting heavily. Their bodies were drenched in sweat.
“You have no idea how long I have been waiting for that,” Sean said in an exhausted whisper. Alexis wanted to answer but at that moment, she couldn’t. Every fear she had kept bottled up had become a reality. She had given in to her desires and she hated the idea of being labeled as one of Sean Elliott’s conquest. She pulled away from him and climbed off the bed holding one of his sheets against her body. “It’s a little too late for that, don’t you think?” Sean asked with a smile but she never smiled back. She began walking towards the door and he raised his head and looked at her.