He moved faster, bringing me wave after wave of burning pleasure.
I was seconds away from exploding. “Max!” I screamed and came hard, convulsing several times around his hard cock.
“Kylie, yes...” he groaned.
He pulled out of me and we moved to the windows, where he pushed me against the glass and thrust into me from behind.
“Yes, Max...this is...this is amazing...”
There was something unbelievably erotic about fucking against the windows where anyone could see us. I felt daring, and it just made my pussy throb more, soaking us both.
He brought his hand around my neck and held it firmly, keeping me in place with his arm around my waist. His cock pounded me fast, leaving me breathless when the pleasure reached its peak. My orgasm left me screaming and squirming.
“Yes, come for me,” he murmured into my ear, continuing his merciless rhythm as soon as my aftershocks passed.
I screamed and braced myself against the cold glass as he found a new angle in me that made me feel an even more intense pleasure, and even though I was looking at the buildings of the city in front of me, I didn’t actually see anything.
“Max, don’t stop! Please, don’t stop!”
“Don’t worry. I have the whole day and night with you. Remember, I’m used to staying up all night.”
“Yes...” my voice was uneven as I felt another orgasm approaching, and this time I started meeting his thrusts with my own, our hips clashing madly against each other as I reached my climax. “Max!” I moaned, feeling my juices trickling down my legs.
The next moment he pulled out of me and knelt on the floor, bringing his mouth to my pussy. My eyes widened when he started collecting my wetness with his tongue, moving it against my sensitive flesh. “What are you doing?” I cried out, clenching my jaw hard because it was so good, even though I’d just came.
“Feasting,” he said and pushed his tongue into my mound. I was already shaking so hard. He ate me out so good, touching all the right places with his soft and wet mouth. Several seconds later, I fell apart again, my whole body shuddering.
“This was amazing,” he said. “You are amazing, and now I want you even more.” He brought me to his lips, kissing me passionately. Everything tightened within me.
I also wanted him, more than ever.
I knew he had a dark past, but we all had secrets. And now, we had one together. To Hell with the no fraternizing policy.
I needed Dr. Max Lewis, and there was nowhere else I would rather be right now than in his strong, safe arms.
CHAPTER 17
Kylie
When I woke up the next morning, Max was gone, but I figured he probably needed to shower and get clean scrubs from his place.
He’d been right though—I’d certainly needed that mental-health day off from work. Not to mention all the wild sex. That had certainly worked my stress away.
When I returned to work the following day, I felt a lot more refreshed and focused. I arrived early, having made the decision to pay the woman from the day before a visit.
Outside of her room, I knocked on the door a few times before pushing it open. The woman—Lonny—was inside, lying in bed, watching television.
“Good morning, Lonny,” I said.
She smiled. “Good morning.”
I approached her bedside. The side of her head was bandaged, but otherwise, she looked fine. “You may not remember me, but—”
“Kylie Hackett?” she said, sitting up in bed.
“Yes.”
She smiled wider and extended her hand. “Looks like a thank you is in order. A handsome doctor told me yesterday that a highly skilled nurse named Kylie Hackett had been in the right place at the right time and had saved my life.”