Chapter Fifteen
Abe
The curtain in our room was pulled back, dividing the room into two. I didn’t know why since it was just me and Carl in here. My arm was tied in a sling to my chest, a little heavy with the cast, but I couldn’t move it. My legs were in perfect working order, though. I pushed off the sheet with my hand and kicked it all the way off.
We had maybe a couple of days before we were booted out of the hospital. I wanted Emma’s number, some way to contact her other than coming to the hospital. Because she wasn’t an employee, she was an intern. Once she was done, she would be looking for a job, and the hospital might not hire her again.
Which meant the only tie we had to her would be gone pretty soon, and I didn’t think she would be happy to hand over her contact info after the last conversation we had. She wanted to back away from us. It wasn’t a development I particularly enjoyed.
So, I seduced Emma the next time she came to visit our room.
It was at night, although I didn’t know how late it was because there was no clock in the room. But she came in alone, for once, which was a good indicator that other employees had already clocked out.
“Emma.”
She smiled a little awkwardly. “I just came to say good night, see how you guys were doing before I head home.”
I hadn’t gotten a good look at her, but I did now. She was wearing heels, low, maybe one inch tall. She also had on one of those long, white lab coats, and it was unbuttoned so I could see the clothes she had under it. A black skirt that molded to her body, a white blouse that was a flimsy enough material I could see her bra through it. The stethoscope around her neck completed the outfit and made her look hotter. If she’d had glasses, deep red lipstick and her hair held up messily, she would have been like something out of a teenage fantasy.
Even as I imagined her like that, all sultry and smiling, seductive, I loved the image of her in front of me more. She didn’t have much makeup on, but maybe some gloss on her lips, unless she just licked them. The thought of it made me groan. I had to make myself not stare too long, focus on her words and build an answer for her. it took some concentration, but I managed to find some.
“Is it time for you to go home?”
“Um,” she muttered, looking sheepish. “It was actually over a while back. But I was busy with some other stuff, and I wanted to come by, see if you guys were asleep yet or not so I could say goodbye and rush out.”
I frowned. “It should be pretty late. Do you have to get up early tomorrow?”
“Nah. Because I’m late today, my shift will be pushed back a bit. I’ll be able to get enough sleep.”
“Good.” I paused. “Come here.”
She hesitated.
“Emma.”
She took a breath, and it stuttered as it went down her throat, then back out. There was more hesitation, but she walked up to my bedside, stopping a few feet away. I couldn’t even reach for her.
“Come on, Emma. You can get closer than that.”
“I kinda don’t want to.”
“Why not?” I challenged.
“Why do you want me to?” she countered.
I chuckled, deciding to be blunt. “I want you.”
She knew exactly what I meant. Her breath caught, her eyes widened. “You can’t be serious.”
“Why wouldn’t I be?” I held my hand out for her to take. She looked at it for a second, before taking it. I could feel satisfaction curl in my chest, but I didn’t let it show.
“You realize where we are. In a hospital. At night.”
“With all the equipment around here making so much noise, I think we can fool them, at least a bit.”
I pulled my hand back, slowly, and she came with it. I tugged her closer until she was right in front of me, widened my legs and pulled her into the space between my knees. It put me in just the right position to run my mouth over her breasts, but I made myself look up at her face instead.
“Abe… we’re supposed to not do this anymore. That was part of forgetting.”
“I don’t want to forget, though. And neither do you.” I snaked my arm around her waist. Emma just watched me, her breath quickening, her hands falling on my shoulders when I pulled her even closer. “You want this, Emma. You want us. If you really wanted distance, you would have refused when we asked for you.”
“But…”
I didn’t wait to hear what she had to say, just stretched a bit so I could get to her neck, nuzzled her coat aside and bite gently at her throat. Her voice trailed off with a whimper, and when I dug my teeth in a bit harder, she gave a breathy moan, giving into it.
I wanted to mark her, but I didn’t want to get her in trouble. Instead, I pulled back, met her eyes again. Her face was flushed a pale pink, and I didn’t want to stop.
“Why do you want to stop seeing us, Emma?”
“Because…,” she murmured, then her voice trailed off, and she didn’t add anything else.
“See, you don’t even know.”
“I have my reasons,” she said defensively, but she still wasn’t moving away. Actually, she swayed closer, her hands on my shoulders tightening.
“Come on, Emma,” I murmured, putting my lips to her throat, sliding them down over her throat, to the opening of her blouse, licking her skin as I went. She gave another breathy moan, leaned closer. “Trust us a little more. It shouldn’t be too hard, right? You did it before.”
“Yeah, well, we weren’t at my hospital last time.”
But she didn’t sound like she minded. Actually, I thought she sounded a little resigned. I pulled away from her, ran my hand up her back, cupping the nape of her neck and craning my head as I slowly nudge her down. She didn’t need more than that, practically falling into the kiss, mouth open, a moan escaping her lips before they were pressed against mine and the sound was muffled.
We kissed, long and wet until we both needed to breathe and I pulled away. But we weren’t apart for long, our eyes meeting and holding, breathing each other’s hair. Then we were kissing again, messily, and it was a gloss on her lips. I could taste it, like strawberries.
I only had the one arm to work with, but I made use of it. I put a hand on her shoulder, tugging at the white lab coat. I planned to get busy, and I didn’t want to get it dirty. I got it off one shoulder, and she pulled her arms away, still kissing me, as she shrugged it off. I caught it before it could fall, placing it on the bed next to me. One time, if we had more nights, I would get her to put on just the lab coat and nothing else. The stethoscope, too, I thought, pulling it from around her neck, setting it on top of the lab coat.
Then I ran my hand over her waist, down her hip, her thigh. Until I got to the hem of her skirt. I reached under it, felt nothing but soft skin, and pushed my hand up, taking the skirt up with it. I growled at the feel of her, and she muffled another moan in my mouth. I bunched her skirt around her hips and slid my hand back down her thigh.
Emma was panting into my mouth, leaning into me. When I slid my hand around, gently pushed her knees apart, she moved with it, letting her legs open wider, and I slid my hand up her inner thigh.
Fuck. She was hot and wet through her panties. I was half hard already, but feeling her beneath my palm had me close to coming. Only Emma could do that to me.
She moaned, a delicious sound in the back of her throat, and moved her hips as I moved my fingers gently, riding my fingers.
I pulled back long enough to growl, “Touch me, Emma.”
She didn’t take her time, shoving a little at my shoulders to get some space between us. She pushed at my hospital gown, looking down to see what she was doing. I took her lips in another kiss, hard, wet, that made her lose her concentration for a moment. I moved my hand from between her thighs, and she made a sound of protest, but it died down when I touched her waist, under her blouse so I was touching skin.
She had her hand under the hospital gown, stroking my hard-on as I mouthed at her neck, working her blouse up
so it was out of the way, tugging her bra cup down with my teeth, and moving my mouth to her breast, taking a nipple into my mouth and sucking.
She moaned, pushed closer, stroked me harder, and I growled as I wrapped my arm around her and scraped my teeth over her nipples, making her shiver and whimper in my arms.
Arm, I reminded myself glumly. Just the one.
For a second, I wanted Carl to be awake so I could hit him with my free hand. But then I’d have to stop touching Emma and I didn’t want that. But I also wanted to use both my arms on her, and I couldn’t because my brother couldn’t help being an idiot.
I growled my annoyance. Emma didn’t seem to notice my momentary change in mood. She just whimpered and leaned more into me, diverting my attention again. I pulled back from her breasts, still holding her shirt up, and reached for another kiss.
I didn’t make it.