He looked at me steadily as he pulled his finger from my body. He lifted it to his lips and very slowly licked it clean. I moaned. He was smiling as he helped me rearrange my clothing.
Then I walked into the bathroom as he opened the door.
It might be my supervisor. It might be a doctor. I had no idea what I would tell them about the locked door. Maybe that the patient was shy. Or that it had locked by accident.
I came out of the bathroom a moment later. I needn't have worried. It was definitely not anyone who worked in the hospital.
Trent looked at me, a strange look in his eyes. He looked embarrassed. Not of me. Of the three people who were standing by the window.
A balding, chubby man in a very expensive suit and two scantily clad women.
I swallowed. I knew who they were without having to be told.
These must be his co-workers.
Chapter Eleven Trent
"Holy shit Rez, only you would end up with a nurse that looks like that."
Lexi stiffened. I knew she wasn't going to like this. Even if I'd just given her an Earth shattering orgasm. I hadn't gotten mine yet though too. My cock was so hard it could literally be used as a crowbar.
George and the girls were staring at my obvious bulge. People did that. They just... looked.
I was pretty fucking tired of it.
"Sorry if we interrupted sweetheart. I was just bringing Rez here some tension relief. Looks like you got that handled."
George chuckled. He was disgusting. In that moment, I saw that everything we'd been doing was disgusting.
Lexi's beautiful mouth dropped open. Her cheeks grew bright red. For one minute I thought she was going to give George a piece of her mind.
Instead her lips snapped shut and she turned on her heel, walking quickly out of the room.
"Lexi, wait!"
I slid out of the bed and chased her into the hallway. I knew I was on the verge of causing a scene. I was jogging in non slip hospital socks, sporting a very, very large tent in the front of my hospital gown.
Hell, I was a scene.
I didn't fucking care.
She couldn't walk away. Not like this. Not now that I'd gotten a chance at her.
I could still taste her on my lips.
I saw her turn the corner. Her head was high. Her shoulders back. Her spine was straighter than a rail.
She looked like a queen.
A pissed off, snotty, prissy, holier-than-though queen. And the girl who was making my insides twist up in little knots. It fucking hurt and I didn't like it.
I reached the corner and grabbed on as my feet slid out from under me. An orderly came running and kept me from falling on my ass. It was humiliating, but I was still weak. I came very close to eating shit on the slippery floors.
When I looked up, she was gone.
"You shouldn't be running like that, man."
"Yeah, I know. Sorry."
"Who were you chasing?"
I looked at him. I shook my head, realizing that once again, I'd put Lexi's job at risk.
"I thought I saw an old friend."
"It's not worth it man, trust me."
The orderly rolled his eyes, and threw my arm over his shoulder. He helped me back to my room. George was still there, fondling the girls he'd brought with him. I ignored them. I wished they would just... go away.
I lay back in bed, closing my eyes.
Lexi was not going to be easy to convince twice.
I was not fucking happy about any of this. I'd never been cock blocked in my life. Least of all by my so-called-friend.
"Great timing George."
"What, you and the nurse?"
"I don't want to talk about it."
"The girls are more than happy to finish you off."
I didn't even open my eyes. I didn't want them. I wanted Lexi dammit.
"No."
He raised his eyebrows high on his forehead.
"Okay man. Whatever you want. I just came to check on you."
I nodded. He meant well in his way. Trouble was, I was getting mighty sick of 'his way.'
"Anyway man, I come bearing good news. Apparently, you are getting out today."
My eyes snapped open.
"What? How did you know that?"
"I cover your insurance. I get notified of everything."
Great. That didn't feel invasive or anything. But George missed my annoyance. The fucker was grinning ear to ear.
"You are getting out today. And you can be back to work whenever you want to. Tomorrow even. Nobody cares about the cast. And that's off next week anyway."
The thought of going back to work made me feel depressed suddenly. I didn't want to fuck a million girls anymore. I wanted to fuck one.
A lot.
Hell, I wanted to fuck her until neither of us could stand. Until we broke the bed. Until we made the neighbors think there was an earthquake.
Until the dogs in a three-mile radius were all howling at the moon.
She was already set against me. Because of my job. And now George had rubbed her face in it. This was a disaster. One I had no idea how to fix.
"I'm taking some time off."
"What? No man, you can't."
"Why the fuck not? I'm already rich as fuck."
George was sweating now, looking pitiful. I almost felt sorry for him. But I felt good about this. It felt right.
"Just until the cast is off?"
I shook my head slowly.