work,”
Cole said. She shivered as he ran
the cold head of his stethoscope down her spine. “Just relax and stay on your stomach.”
Sophie gave an amused snort in response. Did the man ever get worn out?
She remained still as Cole explored her body,
kneading, caressing, and stroking her flesh until she was awash in pleasure.
As soon as Sophie became acquiescent beneath
his hands, Cole stood up and took off his lab coat and stethoscope. He reached inside his bedside drawer,
pulling out a bottle of lubricant. Cole poured the liquid into his hand and brought it to his erection,
lubing it up.
She felt his warm presence behind her, and
then Cole’s slippery fingers caressing her folds. Sophie moistened in response to the
stimulation, even though her mind told her she was too tired for another round
with Cole. Sophie undulated against
questing fingers and moaned softly. Cole placed a firm hand on her ass in response, stilling her movements.
“Stay still Sophie,” he murmured
huskily. “You need to save your
strength.”
She fisted her hands in sheets and tried to
remain motionless while Cole held her down with one hand and explored her with
the other. After a couple minutes
of pleasurable torture, Sophie was dripping wet and struggling against his
hold.
“Shhh. I’ll give you want you want,” Cole said, pulling his fingers from
her. He pressed his body against
hers, front to back, bracing his weight on his forearms. Sophie turned her head
to the side, anticipating his next move. She felt the tip of his erection nudge her core. She groaned in response. Aching for him. Cole seated himself fully with one slow
thrust.
“Oh my god, you’re killing me Cole,” Sophie
gasped, as he started stroking inside of her. Cole used this knees, which were
straddling her thighs, to nudge her legs closer together. “You’re so wet and tight,” he said,
breathless. Her core gripped him,
the ripples of her inner muscles milking Cole and bringing him closer and
closer to orgasm.
He slipped a hand underneath her and found
Sophie’s clit. Cole started
stroking it in time to his thrusts, throwing her into a more intense state of
ecstasy. She thrust back at him as
much as she could with his weight on her, wanting him faster and deeper. But Cole kept up his slow steady
pace. Stroking and stroking until
she couldn’t breathe anymore. And
then finally, they both peaked. Sophie’s intense orgasm threw Cole over the edge.
Chapter Nine
Sophie’s
temporary reprieve from clinical duty was over. When she arrived at the hospital, her
usual line-up of patients awaited her. The morning passed by in a blur of consults, x-rays, throat swabs, and
chart readings. Only the grumbling of
her stomach reminded Sophie it was past time to eat lunch. Sophie pulled out her phone and texted
her friend Osmond, a former classmate who was now working in the Department of
Infectious Diseases.
Hey
Oz, want to meet up for lunch?
Long
time no see, S! Sure thing, see you
in the Big C in 10?
Yes!
Taco Tuesday!
The Circulata, or Big C, was the hospital’s
most centrally located cafeteria. During their medical student days, Sophie and Osmond met there
regularly. It was the scene of long
study sessions and carb loading on cafeteria fare before their grueling intern
shifts. Now, Sophie was immersed in
her clinical residency and Oz had shifted his focus to research. With their busy schedules in different
sections of the sprawling building, they didn’t get the chance to meet up as
often.
As Sophie walked down the long hallway to the
Circulata, she couldn’t help but let her mind drift back to the past couple of
days with Cole. Cole touching
her. Cole kissing her. Cole filling her
Cole said. She shivered as he ran
the cold head of his stethoscope down her spine. “Just relax and stay on your stomach.”
Sophie gave an amused snort in response. Did the man ever get worn out?
She remained still as Cole explored her body,
kneading, caressing, and stroking her flesh until she was awash in pleasure.
As soon as Sophie became acquiescent beneath
his hands, Cole stood up and took off his lab coat and stethoscope. He reached inside his bedside drawer,
pulling out a bottle of lubricant. Cole poured the liquid into his hand and brought it to his erection,
lubing it up.
She felt his warm presence behind her, and
then Cole’s slippery fingers caressing her folds. Sophie moistened in response to the
stimulation, even though her mind told her she was too tired for another round
with Cole. Sophie undulated against
questing fingers and moaned softly. Cole placed a firm hand on her ass in response, stilling her movements.
“Stay still Sophie,” he murmured
huskily. “You need to save your
strength.”
She fisted her hands in sheets and tried to
remain motionless while Cole held her down with one hand and explored her with
the other. After a couple minutes
of pleasurable torture, Sophie was dripping wet and struggling against his
hold.
“Shhh. I’ll give you want you want,” Cole said, pulling his fingers from
her. He pressed his body against
hers, front to back, bracing his weight on his forearms. Sophie turned her head
to the side, anticipating his next move. She felt the tip of his erection nudge her core. She groaned in response. Aching for him. Cole seated himself fully with one slow
thrust.
“Oh my god, you’re killing me Cole,” Sophie
gasped, as he started stroking inside of her. Cole used this knees, which were
straddling her thighs, to nudge her legs closer together. “You’re so wet and tight,” he said,
breathless. Her core gripped him,
the ripples of her inner muscles milking Cole and bringing him closer and
closer to orgasm.
He slipped a hand underneath her and found
Sophie’s clit. Cole started
stroking it in time to his thrusts, throwing her into a more intense state of
ecstasy. She thrust back at him as
much as she could with his weight on her, wanting him faster and deeper. But Cole kept up his slow steady
pace. Stroking and stroking until
she couldn’t breathe anymore. And
then finally, they both peaked. Sophie’s intense orgasm threw Cole over the edge.
Chapter Nine
Sophie’s
temporary reprieve from clinical duty was over. When she arrived at the hospital, her
usual line-up of patients awaited her. The morning passed by in a blur of consults, x-rays, throat swabs, and
chart readings. Only the grumbling of
her stomach reminded Sophie it was past time to eat lunch. Sophie pulled out her phone and texted
her friend Osmond, a former classmate who was now working in the Department of
Infectious Diseases.
Hey
Oz, want to meet up for lunch?
Long
time no see, S! Sure thing, see you
in the Big C in 10?
Yes!
Taco Tuesday!
The Circulata, or Big C, was the hospital’s
most centrally located cafeteria. During their medical student days, Sophie and Osmond met there
regularly. It was the scene of long
study sessions and carb loading on cafeteria fare before their grueling intern
shifts. Now, Sophie was immersed in
her clinical residency and Oz had shifted his focus to research. With their busy schedules in different
sections of the sprawling building, they didn’t get the chance to meet up as
often.
As Sophie walked down the long hallway to the
Circulata, she couldn’t help but let her mind drift back to the past couple of
days with Cole. Cole touching
her. Cole kissing her. Cole filling her
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