What happened in Vegas: Didn't Stay In Vegas! (10 page)

I placed my
hands on the nape of my neck and rolled my head back and around
stretching it. I closed my eyes for a second before looking back up
at him,
“
You need to give me time.
”

“For what,
I
’
ve waited long enough,
”
he
gripped.

“Impatient are
we, Dr. Bradley?
”

Ignoring my
last comment he continued,
“
By the way, I wanted
to ask you if you wanted to join the committee for the Cardiac
Fundraising event at the end of this month, and be my
date.
”

“I have to
check my calendar; I might be booked that day.
”

“Did someone
else ask you?
”
Now he was being
oversensitive.

“A girl has to
keep her options open!
”
I teased.

“Give me your
cell,
”
he ordered.

“You
’
re so
bossy!
”
I commented, handing him my cell.

“Call me when
you know whether you can go with me or not.
”
He sat down on
the couch really close to me, in my space, and programmed his
number and address into my phone. I got goose bumps just by his
proximity. I knew anything with him was going to be good; the
anticipation alone got me excited.

~19~

We
took a longer than normal lunch, before seeing the rest of our
patients and doing some emergency cases in the Cath lab. I did all
the work, Bradley just stood there and watched. I used to feel
intimidated, but now I just felt stimulated whenever he was near
me.

We were quiet
when we did procedures, the patients were awake. Our guards were
down once because this particular patient was sedated and Bradley
asked,
“
Did you sleep at Nick
’
s last night, or
did you go home?
”

I glanced at
him slightly irritated,
“
Nicks. Can we talk
about this later?
”

“In his
bed?
”

“No, the
bathtub, of course in his bed.
”
I knew I was
irritating him but a large part of me wanted to see what he would
do.

“Do you have
clothes at his place?
”

“No.
”

“Those scrubs
you
’
re wearing today, they
’
re
his?
”

“Yes,
”
I hissed.

I closed the
patient and waved the nurse down indicating we were finished. The
nurse and her coworker came and took him away. I stripped off my
led apron and went into control room, Bradley followed close
behind, we were alone now. He sat next to me while I reviewed the
procedure and stayed quiet while I dictated. I knew I got him
angry, but his behavior was unprofessional,
“
That
conversation could have waited.
”
I stormed off to the
change room. I took off the surgical scrubs and threw on my
borrowed scrubs from Nick.

I changed quickly, wanting to get out before
him. I was almost in the clear when I realized I forgot my
stethoscope on a table. The Cath lab was quiet and the lights were
out. I could see it was where I left it. I started walking in the
dark towards it when I felt his hand grab my wrist. How I wished he
would stop doing that.

He spun me
around so I was facing him and said,
“
I
don
’
t want you wearing his fucking
clothes.
”

I knew I was in
trouble,
Alpha male was
angry
! He grabbed the neck of
the scrub top and tore it off me like tissue paper.
“
Take off your pants he ordered, but he
didn
’
t wait for me to take them off, he reached for the
string and pulled it himself making them fall to the ground.
Shocked, I stood frozen to my spot, naked.

He gasped when
he saw I wasn
’
t wearing any
underwear. I had no idea what he was going to do next. He was
smoking hot. My breaths became shorter and my nipples grew hard to
this unexpected chill of nudity.
“
All I want is for you
to give yourself to me, only me. Can
’
t you do
that?
”

“Take
me,
”
I breathed.

He closed the
distance between us. His dark needy eyes glared at me hungrily. His
face was unkempt, his stubble much longer than usual, he probably
hadn
’
t shaved since before I had been to his house.
He was barbarically hot!

His hand fisted the back of my hair and his
eyes searched mine waiting for a sign. I quickly gave it to him by
yanking the string to his pants so they too fell to the ground. I
wedged my fingers into the waist of his underwear and slid them
down until gravity took over. I looked at his dick and gasped. He
was massive, and ready. Standing at attention he took my breath
away.

His lips washed up on mine making contact
and covering them. His lusciously wet tongue frolicked with mine,
his teeth nipping my bottom lip. He made me all tingly with
excitement. We wanted to eat each other up. I finally got the
chance to run my fingers through his soft shaggy brown hair and I
yanked it really hard, making him gasp with shock. He fisted my
hair even harder than before and continued thrusting his tongue
into my mouth roughly now, clearly mimicking how he wanted to fuck
me. He backed me against the closest wall and his body crushed
against mine.

His muscles to my breasts, his piece to my
abyss, our pent up desire unleashed. His lips left mine only to
taste me elsewhere. His smooth wet tongue gliding up the side of my
neck until reaching my ear. I could feel his breath in my ear as he
sucked my ear lobe and began biting it.

I was dying to be thrashed. He took my
breast in his mouth and tugged at it slowly letting it escape his
mouth until he only had my hard nipple which remained between his
sharp white teeth, and then he nipped at it cruelly.

He would look
up at me and then took my entire breast in his mouth all over
again. He sucked it until I was beside myself whimpering in
excitement and at the same time plagued by the incessant fear that
his sharp teeth might nip again. Then when I
didn
’
t think I could take it anymore he would do the same
to the other one.

I wanted to make this as unbearable for him
as it was for me. I bent my knees and let my back slide down the
wall until my face was even with his hips and I took his cock in my
mouth and I sucked on it hard, really hard.

I focused on
the tip with exaggerated strokes of my tongue and then deep
throated him until I couldn
’
t possibly get
another millimeter of him in me. That was when he pleaded with me
to stop. I noticed his eyes were half closed and his breathing had
changed, it was shallow and rapid. It took everything in him not to
come. I backed off by standing up and let him recompose
himself.

His eyes
remained half closed when his fingers reached between my legs. I
had been waiting for so long to feel his skilled fingers knead me.
He started slowly and then sped up swirling softly and then
grabbing me, his fingers were utterly magical.
“
You
’
re
wet,
”
he commented.
“
Really wet. Can Nick
do this to you?
”
Then he lifted me in the air,
wrapping my legs around his waist, his dick finally replaced his
fingers and he thrashed me hard, filling me. The unexpected force
of him doing it made me cry out with excitement. He was fierce.
Each thrust got harder and faster.
“
Answer,
”
he ordered.

“No, he
can
’
t! Only you can,
”
and then I screamed
out Bradley
’
s name as I came
around him. He pushed my hips down as he forced himself even deeper
into me and I could feel his warm fluid fill me. His husky voice
whispered in my ear,
“
I
’
ve always
wanted to fuck you here.
”

~20~

My
Outlook inbox at the hospital had my first message about the
Cardiac fundraiser.

To: Hart,J, Hart B, St. Clare C, Ward N,
Flanders J, Wilson S, Ryder T, Kennedy M

CC:

Subject: Cardiac Fundraiser Dance

As you know,
our fundraiser is soon approaching! Thank you for volunteering your
time on this committee. The first meeting will be held in the
Doctor
’
s Committee Room in the Executive building, Tuesday,
April 15 at Noon!

Thanks, Maggie!

I checked the
date on the hospital phone because I could swear it was the
fifteenth today, sure enough it was! OMG talk about no notice! I
spent the morning flying solo. I was seeing patients who came to
our cardiology floor from the emergency department that
hadn
’
t been seen by a cardiologist yet. It was fun flying
solo, liberating.

I decided to text Nick in between
patients:

Chanel: R u @ the H?

Nick: Yes u?

Chanel: Yes, check your outlook, 1st
committee meeting today in 1 hr

Nick: Skipping it.

Chanel: U
better not! U r the 1 who talked me into joining:-( Come get me in
45 min or I
’
ll get all code black
on U

Nick: Take me
Hostage? (I might like that!) I thought we weren
’
t doing
anymore codes?

Chanel: Just no more sex Dickwad!

Nick: How come
Bradley isn
’
t taking u? Maybe
he
’
s the DICKWAD!

Chanel: Not sure where he is.

Nick: OK C u in
45, I
’
ll go 2 u
’
r station.

Chanel: Good! TTYL.

Nick always
true to his word showed up fifteen minutes early,
“
Tim Horton
’
s, before the
meeting?
”

I warned him
while grabbing my wallet from the desk and putting it in the pocket
of my white coat.
“
Okay
we
’
ll probably be late then,
”

“Who gives
a?
”
Nick commented coolly.

“You
’
re such a
rebel!
”
I said sarcastically.

“Whatever,
”
he muttered under his breath.
“
You know the truth.
”

We started
walking to Tim
’
s. As I suspected,
the lineup was quite significant.
“
Should we
wait?
”

Nick
nodded,
“
Hell yes.
”

“Have you asked
Aria yet?
”

“Why do you
automatically assume I
’
m going to ask Aria
to this? We
’
ve only met
twice.
”

I grinned at
him,
“
I heard the headboard.
”

Nick flushed as
we took a step closer to the registers,
“
I left when you
did!
”

“Bullshit. You
were there two more hours!
”

“Jealous?
”
He mocked.

“Hardly!
”
I looked at my cell. It was five
after, so we were already late and we still had two people ahead of
us.

“Is Bradley
taking you?
”
He questioned
sarcastically.

“Of course, now
who
’
s jealous?
”
I smiled!

We reached the
meeting room at exactly thirteen minutes after. We were carrying
our unopened coffee
’
s and still smiling
when we glanced around the room to find six sets of eyes focused on
us. We quickly took the two remaining seats at the medium length
rectangular table with Chase sitting at one end and his brother
Bradley at the other.

Chase spoke
first,
“
Good of the two of you to make it, Chanel
and,
”
he paused pretending to look down at his sheet for
Nicks name. I knew Chase remembered him from the Paddock and my old
apartment. He was making a point.