Page 47 of Embrace
“Where are we, anyway?” I asked.
Asher looked up too. “This is where EBHI is going to be.”
* * *
Asher ledme to an on-call room equipped with a shower and three beds. He said it was where he would’ve taken me if we’d had the willpower to get there. I was moist and sticky between my legs, so I decided to take a quick shower. I was going to take one alone, but as the stream began to flow, I stripped out of my clothes, and so did Asher. We got in the shower together and soaped each other up then shampooed each other’s hair. He had a lot of fun stroking my pussy all in the name of helping me clean the kitty—and I enjoyed reaping the benefits.
“Tonight, I would like for you to meet my sister. She’s in town.”
Several of his fingers slid into me, and I lifted my chin and gasped when I answered, “Okay.”
Asher’s mouth come down over my erect nipple. His tongue swirled around the hardness, sending shivers through my pussy before he gently bit down. I gasped.
“Fuck it. Let’s just stay here all day.”
I chuckled but then released a strong exhale across my lips as his mouth stimulated my nipple again. “You know Chief Brown thinks you’re going to quit,” I managed to say.
“I know.”
Damn, that felt good. “You do?”
His mouth was moving to my other nipple. “I know Si. He’s panicking. I’ll put his mind to rest. I’m the one who landed this hospital Roland Agnew and Expansive Brain Health Institute. And Roland isn’t going to work for anybody but me.” He sank as much of my tit as he could into his mouth and kept sucking while guiding me onto a lone shower bench. Asher helped me straddle the bench and laid me back onto the wood. Our dazed eyes remained locked on each other until his hot tongue slid up my slit, then his mouth latched onto my clit.
“Ha!” I cried.
* * *
Asher had gotten hard again,and the only reason we didn’t do it again on one of the on-call beds was because our cell phones kept beeping and ringing. Greg was my only patient of the day, and I was grossly neglecting him. I wasn’t sure what Asher’s day looked like, but I knew for certain it didn’t involve any surgeries.
We walked down the empty hallway, going in the opposite direction from where we’d arrived on the floor. Asher and I discussed some probable causes for Greg’s memory issues.
“Don’t forget to check for syphilis,” he said.
I laughed because I could see by his wry smile that he enjoyed saying that.
“I’m serious,” he said, faking sounding professional.
“I know.”
Asher pressed the down button for the elevator. “That’s what you get when you fuck around with pussy-monger football players—syphilis.”
I touched my chest, laughing. “Are you lecturing me?”
The elevator doors opened, and he swept me up in his arms as he brought me inside. “I know you have better taste than that guy.”
Beaming at him, I said, “I do.”
“Mmm,” Jake moaned before he kissed me in his slow, sensual way.
The elevator made it to the ground floor way too fast, and it felt like a mild form of torture to have his lips and tongue abandon mine. But when the door slid open, I was caught off guard by the sight of a dark warehouse.
“What’s all this?” I asked after stepping out of the elevator and onto the concrete floor. Large boxes, brand new office furniture, and medical equipment were neatly stacked on tall shelves.
Asher patted an X-ray machine. “All the equipment, furniture, everything’s going to be new here. We’re making this a cutting-edge hospital.”
I ran my hand over the new steel until the tips of my fingers touched his. “Wow.”
His hand captured mine, and he interlaced our fingers. My eyebrows flitted upward and stayed there as he drew me against him. “I’m glad you’re impressed,” he whispered thickly.
