Flatline (Med Rom Series) Page 8

  Leo:You at the hospital.

  Paige: Yeah! Why?

  Leo: Meet me at my office, outside the ED corridor.

  Paige: Okay.

  Turning back around, heading straight to the hospital entrance, I wonder why he wants me to meet him in his office. I can only imagine what he wants to talk about.

  The hallway leading to the Emergency Department was cold and kind of dreary. The physicians’ offices were just left of the department. I walk by several offices before reaching Leo’s. Looking at the small, cream colored sign that said Leo Davis M.D., it is still kind of surreal that I am hooking up with someone from my work, let alone a doctor.

  I knock on the door and wait.

  The door creeps open and there he is, practically taking my breath away. I swear I am having a pulmonary embolism. He is dressed in gray slacks and a violet, pinned stripe dress shirt. It was snug against his chest, reminding me of the sexiness under his shirt. Lifting his index finger at me, signaling for me to enter his office, once again, my nerves are twisting into pretzel-like knots. I am lusting in sexual overdrive.

  Walking over to his desk, with Leo behind me, the door creaks shut. The lock clicked. Taking a breath in, sensing Leo, his hands wrap around my waist, grabbing me and pulling me close to his body. He plants soft kisses on my neck. My body was ready to crumble. One of his hands creeps up my dress, cupping my breast. Inhaling, my eyes close. His firm lips still gnawing away at my neck, trailing up to my ear. He stops and whispers, “I needed to see you.”

  “What are you going to do now that I am here?”

  “Fuck you in my office.” My eyebrows perk up in surprise.

  He still has one hand cupping my clothed breast, his other hand moves to the back of my dress to unzip it. Sexual energy is radiating out the pores of my skin. I want him. He is going to take me in his office. Oh shit, he is going to take me in his office. Will we get caught? Wait, he locked the door. Oh my God. I was beyond nervous and excited, all bundled up in one little package, ready for Leo to open.

  His hand moves away from my breast, allowing my dress to drop to the floor, exposing my red lace bra and matching lace bikini. Whispering into my ear, “Another surprise.”

  Smirking. “Always have to be prepared. You never know when you are going to get paged by the doctor.”

  “Can I examine you?”

  “When have you ever asked before?”

  “Turn around so I can see you.”

  My body turns to face him. Licking his lips, his eyes survey me from head to toe. My hands start to unbutton his dress shirt, then taking it off of him, and then finally throwing it on the floor. Next, unbuckling his belt and pants, pushing them to floor, noticing his bulge pointing upward to me. I smirk, “It looks like someone is excited to see me.”

  Shaking his head at me. “Beyond excited. He is ready to be in you.”

  “How bad does he want me?”

  He grabs my lace underwear, pushing them down, then proceeding to unhook my bra, exposing my breasts. He pushes off his boxer briefs, grabbing his cock, pressing the tip near my sex. Playfully saying, “Your wetness is telling me you are wanting him bad too.”

  “Maybe.”

  Leo opens his desk drawer, grabbing a condom. Wait! What? Who has a condom is the desk drawer?

  Sensing my concern, he says, “Don’t worry about it. I’ve been wanting to take you in my office for some time. The opportunity hasn’t presented itself. I’m always prepared.”

  He has been wanting to have sex with me in his office. He has thought about this moment.

  Watching him open the foil package, a sudden surge in me grabs the condom from his hands and sets it on his desk. He looks at me. “Why did you do that?”

  “I want you in me, bare.”

  With an understanding concerned look on his face, he asks, “Are you sure?”

  I nod. “Yeah, I want to experience you this way too.”

  “Okay.” His lips press against mine. His hands move along my back to my rear. With him picking me up, my legs wrap around him. He then sets me down on his desk. “God, you’re sexy.”

  His cock glides into me, causing my body to perk up. My legs lock tighter around his waist, causing him to go in deeper. The skin on skin action is sensual and raw. With slow movement, his cock moves in and out. In and out. Preparing my body to unfold on him. The closeness between us is nothing I have ever felt before. As cliché as it sounds, we are one. Naked and bare.

  He moans, “Paige, Paige. Fuck. Paige.”

  The build-up is brewing.

  Sensing my body tightening up around his cock, he pushes harder and deeper. I moan, “Oh my God, Leo. I’m close. Keep going slow and hard.”

  He bites down on my neck, then kisses it. My nails dig into his back. The harder he drives into me, pushing his cock deeper, the more my body tenses up. “Harder.”

  “Paige, fuck you feel good.”

  “Keep going, Leo. Oh my God, he feels amazing. You’re unbelievable. Don’t stop.”

  His pace picks up, continuing to shove himself in me. My body arches up into him. His grip is tighter around me, allowing me to fall apart around him. Quietly moaning, hoping no one hears us. “Leo. Oh. My. God. Oh. My. God.” My body convulsing. His body tenses up, soon unleashing in me, feeling his load shoot right through me. In unison, our breaths are labored. We came together.

  Still in me, his head rests on my shoulder. Leo places soft kisses along the nape where my shoulder and neck meet. “Fuck Paige, what you do to me. Wow.”

  Warm sensation flushes my face. “So wow!”

  He laughs, “I’m just going to stay in you for a minute or two.”

  “So, that means you have the energy to go again?”

  His head perks up from my shoulder. “This time, don’t be so quiet. We are the only ones in the office corridor.”

  “I’m going to be a sloppy mess later.”

  “You love it.”

  Maybe, I do but then again, I am not sure. Our arrangement is perfect. No strings attached, just a lot of fun times wherever we please. The rush of having sex in his office was completely spur of the moment, causing adrenaline to assist my orgasm to the highest peak. Honestly, I didn’t want to leave his office just yet. If round two is about to happen, then game on. Leo knows how to get my body in a frenzy, allowing us to explore more than just him on top of me, me on top of him. It is two individuals exploring the sensual world of acrobatics. Where will he take me next? Will this ever get old? How long will this last with him? Do I want it to end? Will this be enough for me?

  I have no clue.

  Leaving work, after another grind session in Leo’s office, I was disheveled. My mind was going a mile a minute. My stomach was uneasy, not sure if I was going to vomit or not. The realization was sinking in that I let Leo fuck me bare and all. He shot his load right into me, not once but twice. What was I thinking? That is a form of intimacy, trusting one to have that part of me that I never even allowed Jake to experience. I let Leo. Why did I let Leo? Why did he agree to it?

  My mind was starting to play tricks on me, constantly thinking about Leo and me. The spontaneity of our relationship adds so much hype and thrill to the passion we share between each other. He makes me feel sexy. He always holds me and kisses me like he wants more. Could they be more? Do I want more?

  Damn it! I am starting to feel something more than sex. This can’t be happening. I need to check myself.

  Chapter 11

  The last couple of days, my mind has been overly consumed with the thought of Leo and our night in his office. The thought of him feeling me like he did sent goosebumps along my lanky arms. That night was incredibly hot. I was craving him. He was all I wanted. Focus Paige, remember this is just sex. I haven’t heard from him since that night. I know he has been extremely busy playing super doctor in the Emergency Department. I wonder if he thinks of me. Who am I kidding? He told me he was thinking of me, well, at least fucking me in his office. This man is start
ing to consume me. I want to see him tonight.

  It is a Friday night; I am hoping Leo isn’t working tonight. The last time we saw each other, he mentioned having a night off. I really hope it is tonight. I need my Leo fix. In ways, I am starting to miss him.

  Confidence built up in me once again, I decide it was time to text him.

  Paige:I think I need a check up

  Ahalf hour passed before my phone dings. I look and notice I received a text. Smiling, it was from Leo.

  Leo:Signs and symptoms

  Paige: Wet and tight.

  Leo: It sounds like you need a full examination.

  Paige:When will the doctor be “in”?

  Leo: Leaving work now, food and then your place. Do you need anything?

  Paige: Just you

  Leo: See you soon, beautiful.

  His last text surprised me. He always tells me I am sexy but never has he referred to me as beautiful. The thought of him telling me I am beautiful brought butterfly flutters to my stomach. No, I can’t be feeling like this. Are feelings truly starting to arise? Crap, maybe.

  The doorbell buzzes and in came Leo with his dinner in hand. Wearing his baby blue scrubs again, making me feel he purposefully wears them to drive me absolutely bonkers. I am ready to leap on him but it looks like he only has food on his mind. Sex was not happening just yet.

  Leo sits down at the kitchen table and starts grubbing on his Goldberg’s cheeseburger and sweet potato fries. Looking at me with those eyes of his, he motions for me to come over and sit by him.

  I sit next to him with my body facing toward him. Looking at his food. “Well, that looks healthy.”

  Shaking his head at me and giving me a miffed look, he carries on with eating his food. My fingers creeps over to the basket of fries, grabbing a fry. Slowing putting the fry in my mouth while batting my eyes at him, then with ease sucking the fry back out of my mouth. Leo’s eyes widen. Still playing around, swirling my tongue around it before shoving the fry back in my mouth, tasting the saltiness. Leo takes a deep breath in while adjusting himself. I grab another a fry, shoving it in my mouth at a snail’s pace.

  His eyes fixate on me, setting his burger on his plate. Abruptly, Leo pushes back from the table and stands up, grabs me, picks me up, throwing me over his shoulder. “Okay, food can wait a minute. Fuck, you’re naughty when you want it.”

  Laughing. “Maybe just a little.”

  “Well, you’re in for it.”

  Leo carries me to the couch, practically throwing me down on it. He pulls off his scrub top and white undershirt, exposing his lean, chiseled chest. He quickly removes my jean shorts and undies, then my vintage, blue t-shirt. I start to untie the draw strings of his scrub bottoms, pushing them down to the floor. His erection popping through the slit opening of his boxers. Leo quickly slides off his boxers, then immediately forces his cock into my sex. My body stiffens up in a frenzy. My arms wrap around his body, giving his ass a tight squeeze causing him to clash into me forcefully. He moans. My hands move up along his back, as he hits me harder and faster, causing my nails to dig in. He moans again. “Paige, fuck.”

  My legs move from dangling off the couch, to wrapping around his waist, causing his shaft to go further, hitting my tender spot causing my webs to untangle all around him. “Leo, oh God. Leo, holy shit.” Unleashing, as I came. Feeling as if my veins were rupturing throughout my skin.

  Leo’s hips continue to push with a full head of steam, causing my insides to spasm longer. With each thrust, his moans increase, my body lays limp. Pow. Pow. Pow. Leo bit down on my shoulder as his warmth shot through me. “Damn, Paige...Fuck, me.”

  “I believe you just fucked me.”

  His head perks up and he laughs, “That I did.”

  “Well, that was fun. You can get off me now. I got what I wanted it.”

  Laughing. “For real?”

  “Yep. You can go back to eating.”

  Still laughing. “You’re incredible.”

  “I know.”

  “And overly confident.”

  “And don’t you forget it. But seriously, you can get off of me. Your jizz is oozing out of me.”

  “But what if I wanted to cuddle for a little bit.” His tone sarcastically serious.

  Pushing him off of me, he fell to the floor. “Oh Leo, get dressed and finish your dinner.”

  Leo stands up, grabs his scrub top and wipes himself off. He playfully throws his cum stained scrub top at me, practically hitting me in the face as I am getting up off the couch. “Leo!”

  Smirking. “That’s what you get for distracting me while I was eating. Damn, you are fucking naughty sometimes.”

  “You love it.”

  Winking at me while walking into the kitchen, he says, “Yeah, I do.”

  ***

  Later in the evening, lying next to a naked Leo, I’m completely exhausted. The week was long and this man has drained me. A quickie on the couch to another sexing it up in the sheets.

  Curling up with the covers, facing away from Leo, ready to fall asleep when he decides it was a good time to talk. “So, yeah. I have been thinking.”

  “Thinking about what?”

  He takes a deep breath in. “That I would like to take you out for dinner one night.”

  Perking up from the pillow, shifting my body to face him. “What?”

  “I would like to take you to dinner.”

  “Where did this come from?”

  “I just want to.”

  “Are you unhappy with our situation?”

  Shaking his head. “No.”

  “Then why?”

  “We are always either at your place or my place. I feel I don’t know anything about you. And I want to know more. No sex. Just two people getting to know each other over dinner.”

  “I thought you didn’t do relationships.”

  “I don’t, but...”

  “Leo, I don’t know. What we have here is working great for us. Why throw in this whole going on a date thing? It’s not what we said we wanted.”

  “I just want to get to know you better. How you like your coffee? How you like your eggs scrambled in the morning? Basic stuff.”

  Smiling. “I like my coffee black with a donut.”

  “I like the coffee and donut combo. Sprinkles or no sprinkles.”

  “Duh! Sprinkles!”

  “You’re cute.”

  “How about you? How do you like your eggs in the morning?”

  He leans closer to me. “I like my eggs scrambled with peppers, spinach, and tomatoes, with a dash of Lawry’s seasoning.”

  “That sounds yummy.”

  “It’s what I like.”

  “Leo, I will think about it okay.”

  His eyes gleam at me while he grins. His hand brushes along my face and into my hair. Him leaning in, bringing his lips to mine. There was no force in his kiss, it was all passion and lust. Him wanting me. His free hand roams to the side of where my waist divots in, grabbing and bringing our bodies together, skin to skin.

  Feeling his new erection pressing up against my lower abdomen, my hand roams down to his cock, directing its way to my sex. He pushes away. Shocked at the fact he pushed away, I was upset. Looking at him, I ask, “Why?”

  “Can I just kiss you?”

  Nodding my head. “Yeah.”

  We continue to kiss for a little while after, fighting every urge not to do what we do best together. Sex. All he wanted to do was kiss me asleep. Once the kissing stopped, I turned my body away from him and try to fall asleep. His arms wrap around me, pressing his warm body up against mine.

  I can’t believe I told Leo I would consider a date with him. Clearly, that meant something to him.

  Chapter 12

  The sun was beaming in through the small crack between the window and the blinds. I rub my eyes, waking up to a snoring Leo. I turn toward him. His light brown hair was messy and his mouth was slightly opened, looking pretty darn adorable while he sleeps. With each deep fil
led snore, I could sense he was exhausted. He needs his sleep. Leo is probably the one person I know who works more than I do. I slide out of my bed, put on some clean clothes and go to the kitchen.

  First things first, I need to make some coffee. I fill the Keurig coffee maker with water and hit the warm button. My selection of coffee is becoming quite bleak. I scoop my generic coffee into the filter cup, set the cup into the Keurig and hit brew. Once the water connected with the grinds, the strong aroma of dark coffee brewing instantly woke me.

  While the coffee was still brewing, I thought it would be fun to make breakfast for Leo and myself. I look in the fridge, hoping I have enough eggs. Sure enough, I look in the egg carton and there are six eggs. My next step is finding fresh veggies and cheese. I remember Leo saying he likes spinach, peppers and tomatoes mixed in with his eggs. Since those are some of my favorite vegetables, I know I have them in stock. The spinach was in the produce drawer in the fridge and the full peppers and tomatoes are sitting in a bowl on the counter top. He will be so surprised I am making his favorite breakfast.

  Busting out the cutting board, salivating over the smell of coffee, I start to dice the vegetables into small pieces. After the veggies were cut, I turn the burner on, and then pour olive oil into the pan. Cracking each egg one by one, then adding milk for extra fluffiness, and soon mixing the vegetable mix into the almost prepared eggs, I was excited to cook for someone besides myself for a change.

  Shit, do I have Lawry’s?

  I look in the spice cabinet. I am unsure if I have this final ingredient. Being a dietitian, we normally don’t carry high sodium seasonings. It is pretty much all dried herbs and spices. I start to feel very disappointed in myself. I can’t find the one ingredient he specifically mentioned to spruce up the eggs. Then I remember one summer night, Del bringing over seasoning for a cook out. She likes to keep her special food items on the top shelf. I look up and notice a red and cream label shaker behind some Kansas City BBQ sauce. It was Lawry’s seasoned salt. Thank you Del for your unhealthy ways.

  While shaking that one last ingredient into the egg mix, I hear Leo yawning. My kitchen was a combination of perfectly brewed, strong coffee and veggie mix scrambled eggs galore. He walks into the kitchen wearing nothing but his navy blue boxers. Rubbing his eyes, still trying to wake up, he looks at me, then the egg mix, and back at me. He smirks that oh so ever cute smile at me. He steps over to me, grabs me from behind, and brings my body close to his. He whispers, “So, I see you’re making eggs the way I like them.”