My love and thanks to Midnight Cougar, Joey, Mandi...oh and each and every one of you for reading. :D
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2.
"Yes," I hissed. "Right there, fuck, baby that's good." I arched my back, spreading my legs even wider, granting Irina access to every bit of me as she licked and nipped, swirling her tongue over my eager clit. "Almost there," I panted, plucking my nipples, my eyes closed and my body drenched in sweat.
She moaned and slipped a third finger into my pussy as she sucked hard, flicking her tongue over my clit repeatedly.
My entire body buzzed and clenched as I neared my release, wetness seeping from my core as her fingers slipped in and out of me. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, yes," I chanted as my entire body seized and clenched, my orgasm washing over me full force, my head whipping from side to side as my vision blurred.
"Wow, Bells, that sounded like a good one," Irina purred, dropping kisses to my over sensitized flesh as she climbed over me.
I opened my eyes, a lazy smile on my lips. "Are you fucking kidding me? That was amazing." I pulled her face to mine and kissed her with fervor, trailing my fingers down her abdomen and through her slick folds.
She bucked her hips against my hands and groaned. "Swan, I need you." Her voice trembled. This was a game for us. It was fun, pleasurable, no strings and just plain taking care of each others basic needs, while fulfilling some rather naughty fantasies.
"You need me to what, baby?" I purred into her ear, slipping my fingers deep into her wet cunt and then sliding through her lips to circle her clit.
She threw her head back and moved to straddle my hips. "I need you to make me come."
I smirked, stroking her lazily. "Do I ever disappoint?"
I watched her lips curl into a slow smile; her head shaking from side to side. "Never."
"Come here, then." I hooked both hands behind her knees and pulled her up to straddle my face as she anchored herself onto the metal rails of the headboard.
Spreading her with my fingers, I lapped at her flesh eagerly, tasting every inch of her pink slit as she moaned in pleasure.
"Christ, Bella, I love fucking your mouth," she said gruffly, grinding her hips over my face.
Moaning at the taste of her—always so sweet and musty—I dipped two fingers inside her more than ready pussy and slid them in and out, hitting that sweet spot that made her come hard as she fell apart, hovering over my mouth.
I then kissed her inner thigh and smoothed my hands over her hips, loving the feel of her soft skin under my palms.
"You were right, Ri." I sighed as she slid down and laid beside me on the bed.
"About what?" she asked, frowning.
"I'm going to miss this when you're gone." I closed my eyes, sleep threatening to take over.
"Me too, B, but hey, we have years of amazing memories." I could hear the caring and smile in her voice.
She was right; the past few years had been a blast. I adored her and would never forget what we'd had.
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I had an eighteen hour shift scheduled, which began by assisting Dr. Gerardy with an appendectomy. Those were usually simple and harmless, without much fanfare.
That was until I walked into the operating room.
Standing there in plain scrubs and a mask over his face was what I presumed to be the new anesthesiologist. It had to be him. I couldn't tell much about his looks, except that he had the prettiest pair of eyes I'd ever seen. They were light grey, almost green, surrounded by long, dark lashes.
I smiled politely; knowing he probably couldn't tell and nodded a "hello" as I joined Dr. Gerardy by the patient's side.
The operation went smoothly as predicted. I concentrated on the patient and did as Dr. Gerardy advised. Dr. Cullen wasn't much of a distraction, but then again none of the anesthesiologists ever were much of a bother unless the patient was under duress.
I left the OR and took off my gloves and mask, washing my hands before heading outside. I was tired, but nothing a cup of coffee wouldn't cure. I watched through the window over the sink, as Dr. Cullen adjusted the patient's medication then headed in my direction and through the door, joining me in the adjacent room.
"Hi, you're Bella, right?" he asked, taking off his gloves and mask.
I smiled softly, taking in the rest of his face. He was definitely worth all the fanfare. "Erm, yeah. You're Edward?"
His smile brightened, meeting his eyes, making them twinkle. "Yeah." He nodded pointing at himself. "New guy."
I giggled. "Well, that status won't last too long, I assure you." I finished washing my hands, wiping them dry on my way toward the door.
"I guess not," he agreed, picking up a towel and wiping his hands while walking toward me.
I opened the door and let him walk through. "So, new guy, where are you from?"
"Well, that's sort of a boring conversation." He smirked and walked in step with me.
We made it to the cafeteria while discussing his move to Washington from Chicago. He was right, it was all pretty boring.
He seemed nice, though, and he certainly was a sight for sore eyes. Irina was dead on, seeing his pretty face definitely did make parts of me start to purr and clench.
He was easy to talk to and his voice didn't grate on my nerves like some of the other doctors I had the displeasure of working with, which made the walk to the cafeteria that much more enjoyable.
"So, Dr. Cullen, I guess you're acquainted with the cafeteria of horrors." I smiled, motioning to the array of plastic wrapped foods and day-old sandwiches. The only good things served in this place were the fruits and vegetables, but there was only so much salad a person could eat in a three day period before going ape-shit.
"Yes, it's—" He scrunched up his nose adorably, making me giggle.
"Horrible, right?" I finished his sentence, eyeing him awkwardly.
"Terrible," he agreed, his eyes crinkling as he smiled. "If it weren't that the coffee's pretty decent, I wouldn't come here."
"The café across the street serves better coffee, actually."
"See, you're going to have to show me your tricks of the trade here, Bella." He got a cup and poured himself some coffee and I did the same.
"Yeah, unfortunately, it's closed right now so we're stuck with this sorry replacement." I sighed, shaking my head and placing a plastic cover over my cup.
"It's better than the stuff I make at home." He shrugged, taking a sip and wincing slightly as the hot liquid hit his tongue.
I stood there and stared at his lips as they wrapped over the side opening of his cup. "Yeah, bad home coffee is the worst," I mumbled, transfixed by his tongue darting out and licking his lips.
He chuckled. "Well, I should get back to my office."
I nodded. "Yes, and I've got to go … heal … someone." I rolled my eyes at how lame I was and turned toward the door. No wonder I was single, Christ, I could be so stupid and socially inept sometimes.
"Well, it was nice to meet you, Bella." He smiled crookedly, and I swear I heard my panties weep.
I bit my lip. "Uh, yes, likewise."
Yes, Dr. Cullen, it was certainly a pleasure.
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"Fancy seeing you here, Dr. Cullen." Edward stood in front of me in line at the café across from the hospital.
"Well, hey there, stranger." He smiled, showing all his teeth. God, he reminded me of one of those predators. Only instead of hurting me, I was sure he'd only make me feel real good.
Doctor's oath and all that jazz.
"So, are you getting on, or getting off?" I asked, trying to be cool. I failed miserably, though, once I realized what I had said and felt my face become hot. I was probably ten shades of tomato red. "I mean, on shift? Are you coming ... on shift?" Dammit, I winced and closed my eyes, shaking my head.
The innuendos weren't lost on either of us, as apparent by his throaty chuckle. "I'm just coming on, actually."
I nodded. "Yeah, me too. Hip replacement at three o'clock."
"Oh, me too." He smiled as the barista called out "next."
He put in his order then insisted on paying for my coffee. "You get the next one." He winked as we grabbed our cups and headed out the door together.
I sipped my coffee slowly, hoping to taper down the awkwardness and all of a sudden become cool. Unfortunately, that didn't happen.
What did happen, though, was that we stoically walked side by side to the hospital, silently took the elevator together to the surgical floor, and then uncomfortably fidgeted once the door opened.
I licked my lips, tasting the coffee on them. "Yeah. So, I guess I'll see you in the OR?" I asked, turning in the direction of the locker rooms.
"Absolutely." He walked backward for a few steps, smiling as he sipped his coffee.
I giggled. "Later, Dr. Cullen."
Once he turned around, I watched his ass until he disappeared around the corner. And what a fine ass it was.
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"Dude, dude, seriously, hot isn't even a word good enough to describe him. What I wouldn't give to get under his scrubs." I sighed, taking a sip from my glass of wine. We were sitting around the apartment, drinking and gabbing like two thirteen year Bieber fans.
Irina had met some guy named Peter through one of her high school friends and kept messaging him, while I went on and on about Edward. After that initial meeting in the OR, we kept bumping into each other.
It was pure torture.
The man was sex incarnate. He looked like a walking Calvin Klein billboard and his voice could melt the hardest steel. Okay, maybe not the last part. I was getting tipsy off my third glass of wine and thinking of Edward made me slightly loopy.
"Bella's got a hard-on for the new doctor," Irina sang, walking into the kitchen as I flopped onto the couch.
"I do not," I yelled back, closing my eyes and letting my body relax into the cushions.
I was tired and drunk. And horny. God was I ever horny. But that tired slash drunk combination killed my lady boner.
"Go to bed, Bells. Don't you have surgery scheduled tomorrow?" Irina slapped my ass as she strolled past me and sat in front of the computer to chat with her beau.
I groaned. "Yes. I hope Edward's there. I need to stare at his pretty face."
"Um, okay, but try not to kill anyone." Irina quirked an eyebrow.
I rolled my eyes. "I won't. Or, I hope I don't." I winced, sitting up. The room was spinning and my eyelids felt like they weighed a ton. "Goodnight, Ri."
She waved me off, barely looking in my direction. "Yeah, yeah, goodnight."
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So...whatcha think of Edward?