Page 6 of More Than a Match

“Thanks. I’ll bring this right back.” Her eyes flick past me to the cart already stored for the night. “Oh, unless you were on your way out?”

“I was, but I don’t mind hanging out a few extra minutes to put this away. I’ll hang out in here.”

“Thanks again. I’ll bring this right back.”

She turns and practically sprints down the hall away from me, and I sigh and retreat back into my closet.

“No way she comes back,” I mutter to myself. “She’ll definitely send someone else.” I think about leaving, to spare myself the heartache. But some little nagging voice inside urges me to stay, just in case. Maybe this time, things will work in my favor. Maybe this is my birthday wish coming true after all.

CHAPTER 7: MINA

“Thanks again, I’ll bring this right back,” I manage to choke out before whirling around and booking it back toward room 327. I can feel the heavy blush burning on my face, and I’m sure he saw it, too. That was mortifying.

I get to the room and allow myself to focus on cleaning the spill, then look around. There’s no one else I can ask to return the spill powder except for the doctor standing next to the nurses station. My blood runs cold as I realize who it is. Doctor Visera.Fuck. No way I’m going to ask him to do it.He turns and glances at me, and my heart sinks as I realize that he’s waiting for me.Fuck that.I want nothing to do with him. On the heels of that realization comes another one. I wouldn’t mind seeing the janitor again, even if it’s just to pass back what I owe him.

I grit my teeth, already feeling the blush returning to my face.Stop it, I admonish myself.Be a big girl. Just return the damn powder and be done with it.

Along with the blush, another sensation begins to wash over me, and I’m shaken as I realize what it is. I’m horny. There’s a slight tickle between my legs as I think about that mystery janitor, waiting for me in the closet. I can’t help but remember the dream, and the incredible orgasm it had brought me.

“Knock it off” I whisper to myself as I make my way back toward the closet. “Keep it together.”

As I approach the closet, I can see him leaning against the doorframe, a smirk on his face. That pesky blush is creeping over me again, followed closely by a sense of annoyance.Stay calm, I remind myself.

I arrive at the closet and look up at him. “Here’s the powder back, as promised.”

His smirk grows wider. “I like a woman who keeps her promises.”

“Oh really?” I hear myself ask, though I can hardly believe I actually said that. Judging by the look on his face, he can hardly believe it either.

“I wouldn’t say it if it wasn’t true.” He chuckles and clears his throat. “Beautiful and keeps promises… what else you got?”

“Wouldn’t you like to know?” Dammit, it’s like I’m not in control of my own mouth anymore.

“Yeah. I really would.”

I turn to leave, but just like I’ve seemingly lost control of my mouth, my body gets snatched by someone else, too. Instead of moving away, I take a step closer. “Are you sure?”

He swallows hard, and I can hear his sharp inhale. He smells good, like generic men’s soap, but it suits him.

“Very sure.”

I’ve completely lost control at this point, and deep inside, I’m ok with that. I close the distance between us, reaching up around his neck and pushing us into the closet. I feel him reach around behind me to swing the door shut, and our lips meet. It’s totally dark in the closet, but there’s a fire ignited between us that won’t be put out.

Any shyness or trepidation I had before has now melted away. I’ve been overcome by an animal, a sex-crazed monster, and she’s got one thing on her mind. I kiss him deeply and he returns in favor, our hands tight around each other, almost as if we are scared to break apart. His lips finally leave mine and work a trail down my neck to my collarbone, and he presses me against the door.

“Hang on, let me lock this,” he murmurs in my ear. I hear the lock on the door engage, and we’re off to the races again, lips and tongues dancing in perfect sync. His hands wander down to the bottom of my scrub top, and as though I can read his mind, I move my arms up so he can pull off my top. I quickly undo the clasp on my bra and toss it to the side.

His hands roam over my tits, and he moans softly into my mouth. I moan back as he pinches my nipples lightly, rolling them between his fingertips. I drop my hands to my hips and in one smooth motion I drop my scrub bottoms down around my ankles. I kick off my shoes and then kick the scrubs to the side. His hands are roaming freely over my body now, our kisses becoming even deeper and more passionate.

My hands find their way to the waistband of his pants, and I realize it’s a jumpsuit. My hands trail up to his neck and find the zipper, quickly pulling it down. He cooperates, quickly shimmying out of his uniform. Our lips break apart once more as he pulls his undershirt over his head, and my hands trail down his chest and abdomen.God damn, he’s muscular.

He presses against me, his skin hot against mine. I can feel his erection pressed into my stomach through his boxers, and I quickly reach down to grab it. He moans again, and I work to free his cock from its cloth cage. Feeling it in my hands, I realize that he’s well hung, and from what I can tell in the pitch black, nicely groomed. I drop to my knees, and I hear him inhale sharply, knowing what’s coming.

Without hesitation I put as much of his cock as I can manage into my mouth. I work up and down, sucking and slobbering like my life depends on it. He moans softly and gently grips the back of my head. For a split second I wonder if he’s going to try and face fuck me, but he continues to let me go at my own pace. A few minutes pass, and I can feel my jaw starting to ache a bit. I don’t slow down though, determined to see this through.

As though he can read my mind, he grabs my shoulders and gently guides me to a standing position. He kisses me deeply again, then murmurs into my ear.

“Turn around and bend over.”

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