The dim light in her office casts a soft, golden hue over the room, shadows flickering on the walls as I move closer to her. She's perched on the edge of her desk, her skirt riding up slightly, exposing just enough of her thighs to drive me insane. Her white coat hangs open, a stark contrast to the heat simmering between us.
I stand between her legs, my hands already on her hips, feeling the tension in her body. She's a doctor-professional, composed, always in control-but right now, I can see the cracks in her composure, the way her breath quickens, the way her eyes darken with desire.
"I've been thinking about this all day," I murmur, my voice low and rough as I lean in, my lips brushing against her ear. "How badly I want to taste you, to feel you come apart on my tongue."
She shivers, her hands sliding up into my hair, gripping tightly as I nip at her earlobe, my tongue flicking out to tease the sensitive skin. "Is that what you want, Doctor?" I whisper, my breath hot against her ear. "You want me to worship you, right here, right now?"
She doesn't answer with words. Instead, she pulls me closer, her nails scraping against my scalp as she guides my head down to her neck. I don't need any more encouragement. My lips find her pulse, hot and racing beneath her skin, and I kiss her there, slow and deliberate, before biting down gently. She gasps, her back arching as I suck on the spot, leaving a mark she'll feel long after we're done.
My hands slide down her thighs, pushing her skirt up until it's bunched around her hips. The fabric of her panties is damp, and the realization sends a jolt of desire through me. I slip my fingers beneath the waistband, finding her wet and ready, just as desperate as I am.
"God, you're so wet for me," I growl against her neck, my fingers teasing her, slipping through her folds as I explore her. "You've been thinking about this too, haven't you? About how good it's going to feel when I make you come."
She bites her lip, trying to stay quiet, but I can see the way her body reacts to every touch, every word. She's trembling, her nails digging into my scalp, and I know she's close. I press my thumb against her clit, circling it slowly as I lean in to whisper in her ear again.
"I want to hear you beg for it," I say, my voice rough with need. "Tell me how much you want this. Tell me you need me."
Just as I'm about to push her over the edge, there's a sharp knock on the door. We both freeze, my heart pounding in my chest as the door handle rattles. "Doctor?" a voice calls from the other side. It's one of the nurses, and the sound of her voice sends a thrill of adrenaline through me. "Are you in there?"
My eyes lock with hers, and for a moment, we're both caught in the tension of the moment. But instead of stopping, I press my thumb harder against her clit, making her gasp. "Answer her," I whisper, my breath hot against her ear. "But don't you dare stop what you're doing."
She swallows hard, trying to steady her voice as she calls out, "I'm... I'm busy right now. Can you come back later?" Her voice wavers, the effort of staying composed while my fingers work her closer to the edge almost too much to bear.
The nurse hesitates, her footsteps shifting outside the door. "Are you sure, Doctor? It's important."
"I'm sure," she manages to say, her voice barely holding steady as I slip a finger inside her, curling it just right. "Just... give me a few minutes."
As soon as the footsteps fade away, she lets out a shuddering breath, her grip on my hair tightening as I add another finger, pumping them slowly in and out, driving her wild. "Good girl," I murmur, my lips brushing against her ear. "Now, come for me. Right here, where anyone could walk in and see you falling apart for me."
She's trembling, her body tensing as I push her closer and closer to the edge. "I want you to scream my name," I whisper, my voice rough with desire. "I want everyone in this hospital to know who's making you feel this good."
She's so close, teetering on the brink, and I can feel her clenching around my fingers, her breath coming in ragged gasps. I slide down to my knees, my mouth replacing my hand as I lick her slowly, savoring the taste of her. "You taste so fucking good," I murmur against her skin, my tongue flicking against her clit, sucking and biting gently.
Her hands are still in my hair, pulling me closer, urging me on as she grinds against my mouth, chasing her release. I can hear her moaning my name, low and desperate, and it's the hottest thing I've ever heard.
Just as she's about to come, the door rattles again, and this time, the nurse is more insistent. "Doctor, please, it's urgent!"
But she's too far gone to care, her hips bucking against my mouth as she finally falls apart, her orgasm crashing over her like a tidal wave. I keep my mouth on her, licking her through it, tasting every last drop as she shudders beneath me.
She's still trembling when I stand, pulling her into a heated kiss, tasting her on my lips as I unzip my pants, freeing myself. "You're going to take me now," I whisper against her mouth, my voice dark and commanding. "And you're going to be quiet, or they'll hear you."
She nods, her eyes half-closed, her body still shivering with aftershocks as I lift her slightly, positioning her at the edge of the desk. I thrust into her in one smooth motion, filling her completely, and she gasps, her nails digging into my shoulders.
I set a slow, deliberate rhythm, each thrust deep and controlled, pushing her closer and closer to the edge again. Her walls clench around me, still sensitive from her orgasm, and I can feel myself getting closer, the tension coiling tighter with every movement.
The knocking on the door grows more insistent, but I don't care. The thought of being caught, of the nurse walking in and seeing us like this, only drives me harder. I lean in, my lips finding her neck again, biting down hard enough to leave another mark as I thrust into her faster, losing myself in the heat and the pressure and the sound of her gasping my name.
She bites down on her lip, trying to stay quiet, but I can see the way her eyes roll back, the way her body tenses as she chases another orgasm. I'm right there with her, and I can't hold back any longer. "Come with me," I groan, my voice raw as I thrust into her one last time, burying myself deep inside her. "Let go for me, baby. Let them hear you."
She does. Her body tightens around me, pulling me over the edge with her as we come together, our moans mingling in the air, the rest of the world falling away. For a moment, there's nothing but us, tangled together, breathless and spent, the sounds of the hospital outside a distant echo.
Finally, I pull back slightly, pressing a soft kiss to her lips as we catch our breath, the reality of what just happened settling in. "You're mine," I whisper against her ear, the words a promise, a vow that I know we both feel deep in our bones.
She nods, still too breathless to speak, her eyes heavy with exhaustion and satisfaction. "We should get dressed," she says softly, her voice shaky but resolute. "They'll be back."
I help her straighten her skirt, adjusting my own clothes as we quickly return to some semblance of professionalism. But as I look at her, flushed and disheveled, her lips swollen from our kisses, I can't help but smile. "Same time tomorrow?" I tease, brushing a thumb over the mark on her neck.
She laughs softly, a mischievous glint in her eye as she straightens her white coat. "If you're lucky," she replies, her voice still tinged with the afterglow of what we just shared.
As I leave her office, I can still feel the heat of her body, the taste of her on my lips, and I know this won't be the last time we steal a moment like this. Not by a long shot.
