Page 16 of Rival Hearts

She kept doing that, listening as Riley moaned and whimpered, and Jett couldn’t deny that she felt proud of herself. Part of the enjoyment of sex was watching another woman unravel underneath her, and Riley sure did unravel.

After a few moments, Riley’s hands found their way to Jett’s hair, and she tugged on the strands, adding to Jett’s enjoyment.

Riley gasped and gripped Jett’s hair harder. “Don’t stop,” Riley said, and all Jett could think was that she wasn’t planning on it. “But please,” Riley continued, “your fingers, too. I need to feel you inside of me.”

Jett obeyed, pushing two fingers inside of Riley, delighted with how wet she was, how wet Jett had made her, and it didn’t take long of Jett curling her fingers inside of Riley as she began to fuck her with them while she sucked lightly on Riley’s clitoris.

It didn’t take long before Riley’s legs were shaking and Jett knew she was close.

Winning the first orgasm between them was a battle Jett would certainly enjoy having under her belt. She increased the pace of her fingers, feeling Riley’s body tighten around them and tense.

Riley gasped and moaned. Then she let out a loud shout as her orgasm tore through her. Jett could practically feel her vibrating in her mouth and around her fingers. Jett released her mouth from her clitoris and removed her fingers slowly as Riley went quiet, gasping and heaving beneath her.

Jett raised her head to look at the beautiful woman who had just come undone from her mouth and fingers. It felt like the greatest privilige in the world to be able to bring a woman to climax like this. Bringing pleasure to beautiful women never tired for Jett. “Do you want me to stop or keep going?” Jett asked, looking into Riley’s wide green eyes.

“Stop,” Riley said with a gasp, “I don’t think I can keep going.”

Jett rocked back onto her knees with a smirk.

Round One to meshe thought to herself.

5

RILEY

Riley couldn’t shake the feeling of Jett’s touch on her as she took an Uber home. She didn’t know what she had been thinking, but she couldn’t regret it.

It had been a while since she had done anything sexual with someone and that thing with Jett was just amazing. Her mouth was amazing, and Riley couldn’t deny the large amount of attraction that she felt toward the other woman. But she couldn’t get involved. She didn’t even know how Jett felt, and Riley felt that Jett was probably just taking advantage of a situation; it wasn’t because she cared specifically about Riley or anything.

Besides, it didn’t matter. Riley didn’t do relationships. Her few attempts in the past had always been pathetic, short-term affairs that always ended before things got too intense. Riley knew that she was the problem. She struggled to open up to others, and emotional intimacy scared the hell out of her. She didn’t know how to be vulnerable and she didn’t want to be either. She was content to be by herself, or so she thought.

* * *

But, God, Jett was attractive. Both physically and spiritually. She was the kind of strong and powerful woman that Riley typically found herself attracted to. Her independence and ability to speak her mind, while annoying to Riley at first, did draw Riley to her. She couldn’t deny that those were traits that she looked for in the relationships that she had had in the past.

But at the same time, Jett felt different. Riley wasn’t used to people apologizing when they were wrong or had hurt her feelings. She also wasn’t used to exposing her feelings in front of other women. She didn’t know why she felt safe around Jett, but she did and it terrified her.

She didn’t know what she wanted from Jett, but her heart hurt at the idea of her just being a fling or casual sex partner. Her heart wanted something more and Riley crushed that idea down the moment it surfaced.Absolutely not, she thought. Whatever had just happened with Jett was never going to happen again. It would just be some one-off thing, and Riley told herself that she was okay with that.

It didn’t matter that Jett was attractive and that something about her drew Riley to her: Riley didn’t do relationships. She didn’t do broken hearts and vulnerability. It was going to be okay. Whatever weird feelings Riley had for Jett would fade, she was sure of it.

And so, when Riley went inside her apartment and prepared for bed, she pushed down any thoughts of Jett, no matter how persistent they were.

* * *

Riley went back to work as usual. She felt immense pride in what she did, and it brought her joy, so she put all of her time and energy into being the best trauma surgeon she could be. Part of her hated the fact that her job often required people to be injured in order for her to be there to help them. But she tried to focus on the positive. She was saving their lives and often helping them regain their life as it was before. It wasn’t perfect, but nothing was.

Riley was naturally a pessimist. She often saw the negatives to a situation, especially growing up in the foster care system where she was often shoved around like a toy. But throughout her career, she had trained herself to look at things in a way that didn’t come natural to her. She was a pessimist, but as she went into surgery to perform something that many surgeons would dare not try, she forced herself to be an optimist.

Just like the construction guy with the compound fracture, if she had listened to the standard advice and waited, he likely would have lost his arm. Instead, Riley was able to walk by the physical therapy office on her way to the Emergency Room and see Dennis waiting there.

She smiled and when Dennis waved at her through the glass window, Riley waved back. She hummed to herself with a little extra pep in her step. This was what she was here for. She didn’t have time for a relationship, not with lives on the line, and besides, all of her past attempts at a relationship had proved that she just wasn’t good at them.

There was no shame in that, Riley told herself. She was an accomplished trauma surgeon. She couldn’t expect herself to be good at every little thing. Besides, her job benefited her—a relationship wouldn’t.

* * *

Riley walked into the Emergency Room and saw Dr. Josephine Mars walking out. Riley held open the door for Dr. Mars, and let her out.

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