2. Surgical Heat

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Because Weber's pissed, I get to spend the day writing patient notes. So boring. Data entry isn't going to help me be a better doctor.

I want to be on the floor, working with patients, learning. I make my way to a tiny cubicle and get to work. Forms, forms, and more forms.

Hours pass. I keep thinking about Jenna. I know I should be pissed at her.

After all, she suggested the striptease. But even if she had meant to undermine me, I can't stay mad. Not when I remember how good she felt on top of me.

My cock throbs as I imagine Jenna sitting in the classroom, reading her notes. In my imagination, she spreads her legs beneath the desk and without taking her eyes from her anatomy textbook, begins to touch herself. Her lab coat falls open to reveal her naked body.

She turns to me and winks. Fuck, I'm rock hard. I shift in my seat.

It's going to be a long day. By night time, I'm dead tired. Just in time for the graveyard shift, I walk to the urgent care bay.

At least tonight I might get to actually practice medicine as opposed to filling out forms. Jenna's already there, of course. We're alone, separated from the rest of the night crew, but Jenna won't even look at me.

We're going to be working together for the next few years. At some point, you'll have to talk to me. I guess.

I just look at her. Fine. You want the truth? Being a doctor is the most important thing in my life.

Yeah, me too. So? Yeah, okay.

Well, I think you're a distraction. I should have known better than to bet the striptease, but I wanted to see you naked. For the first time in a really long time, I broke the rules.

That's dangerous. You're dangerous. I didn't really know what to say to that, and she walked away before I could figure it out.

Over the next few hours, we mostly ignored each other, working on our own tasks. Around four in the morning, I had a break so I could finally catch a nap in the all-call room. I walk in, dead tired and ready to fall asleep.

But there, in the nearly dark room, is Jenna. She's completely naked under her lab coat, which is hanging open. What are you doing here? I get breaks too, you know.

Yeah, but why are you naked? I feel like an idiot, but I can't stop staring at her. She looks at me and smiles.

When you get a splinter, you pull it out. You don't let the splinter fester and infect the wound. O-kay? I'm attracted to you, and I know you're attracted to me.

If we don't pull out this splinter, fuck each other, and get it out of the way, it's gonna consume us. I have to get you out of my system. Jenna draws my hands to her hips.

She's inviting me to touch her. Please, Cal. Fuck me.

Fuck it. I'm done fighting this chemistry. I know jacking off to the thought of her is never gonna be enough.

She's right. We need to get this over with and screw the hell out of each other. I wrap my hand around her hair and pull her head back.

Before I press my mouth to her neck, I ask one last time, are you sure about this? Yes. She runs her fingers across my hard cock, through my scrubs.

Yes. Okay. She's sure.

I tug her close, pressing her against me. Our mouths meet, and our tongues tangle, and I began to taste her like I wanted to from the second I first saw her. Her mouth tastes so good.

Yeah. Goddamn, I want you. Mm-hmm.

Touch me. Touch me. Jenna grabs my hand and pulls it to her pussy.

Damn, this woman is fucking sexy. I love how she just takes what she wants. I rub my fingers gently along her lips, and I can feel she's dripping wet.

How long has she been sitting in the long call room, waiting for me? Maybe even touching herself. I've been thinking about you all day.

How good you looked taking your scrubs off and that stupid sexy grin of yours. Yeah, show me. Show me how good your fingers are.

I slide my fingers inside of her. Oh, God. She's so hot.

So hot and so wet. As I slowly move, she grips my shoulders and lets her head fall back. I finally kiss and lick her neck, breathing in her clean, sexy scent.

I want a bite. I want a mark to claim, but I know that's a bad idea. Instead, I watch her face as I work my fingers deep inside her, teasing her G-spot and feeling her clench around me.

She wraps her arms around my neck and stepping backward and pulling me on top of her. On one of the on-call beds, her left leg hooking around my hip. I take her mouth again, rolling my hips against her, my cocks straining against my boxers, the only thing separating her perfect pussy from me.

Her hips are moving, rubbing her wet pussy against my cock. It's driving me crazy. I don't want to be inside of her more than anything.

And from the way she's moving, the way she's grabbing her own tits and tugging on her nipples, I know she's as lost in the moment as I am. Oh, fuck me, Cal. Fuck me now.

I can't wait. I need you. I can't wait any longer.

Yeah. Oh, yes. I shake slightly as I jerk my boxers down, letting my cock loose.

She doesn't hesitate, grabbing my cock and looking me in the eyes as she slides a condom over my dick. Fuck me. I nod, unable to speak.

My cock is twitching. I'm so close to her pussy, I can feel the heat of her. Oh, God, I want to feel you inside me.

Fuck me now. Her words are the most erotic, sexy thing I've ever heard. I want to feel all of her as I push deep inside of her in one strong stroke.

Yes, yes, yes. The way her pussy is gripping me, I know I won't last long. I'm not sure I've ever felt so fucking good.

I'm not sure I've ever felt so much chemistry. I wanted someone as badly as I want her. I mean, it's stupid for us to be fucking in the wrong call room.

Or anyone can walk in. But I don't care. I need to feel all of her.

I work my hips, fucking her hard, listening to her moans. I reach over and put my hands on her mouth. We don't need a curious nurse coming in to see what the noise is about.

The moves seem to excite her even more as she rocks her hip against me hard. She's close. I can feel her.

I move faster. I want her to come so fucking hard on my cock. The feel of her coming is almost too much for me.

I slow down. Willing myself not to come quite yet. When Jenna looks at me again, she just looks so satisfied.

I almost finish. Just from the look on her face. The fuck she makes me feel like a fucking king.

And then she pushes against my chest and begins to move down the bed, sliding down the floor. I hear a high-pitched sound and wonder if I'm having a stroke. Did she just tell me to come on her face? Jesus, this woman.

One quick movement, I step back, pull the condom off and start jerking off. Jenna's looking up at me. I'm coming.

Her eyes hungry. Her mouth's hungry. Oh, God, she's even sticking her out, sticking her tongue out a little.

She's sticking her tongue out a little at me. I'm going to come. I'm going to come harder than I've ever come in my life.

I'm sure of it. I might come so hard that I might pass out. But before I see my come all over that gorgeous face of hers.

Her words push me over the edge and I come. The long, hot ropes of cum hitting across her cheeks, her tongue, her hairline. Poor girl, I might drown.

And the thought of her drowning in my cum makes me come even harder. Mm, just then. The door to the on-call room swings open.

Oh, shit. Standing there like some sort of nightmare. Weber.

My cock, my cock's still in my hand. As Jenna looks over her shoulder at Weber and makes a sound like I've never heard before.