The Match

Chapter Fourteen

SLOAN

What I’m about to do is so fucking stupid and wrong. I have rules for a reason. I use them to keep my heart safeguarded from women who could take all of this away from me. For as long as I can remember, I had wanted to become a doctor. I would listen to my mother’s heartbeat with the toy doctor kit she’d bought me when I was nine years old. She’d let me pretend to draw blood, even though we both knew it was ketchup in the tube.

We had fun playing doctor in my fake hospital until one day she became the patient for real. When she had developed breast cancer, I was too young to understand that she had so few months to live. But she never let me stop playing doctor, even as she drew in her last breath. That’s why it was so important for me to become a doctor, and even more important to make something of myself.

Of all the shady and illegal things I had to do to get here, meeting Ava in the on-call room is by far the dumbest. I should have ignored my throbbing cock and dismissed her. Like an idiot, I had to think with my cock instead of my brain. From the moment I laid eyes on Ava, I knew there was something about her that made me want to forget all my rules. Because rules are meant to be broken, right?

While this situation changes everything between us, I can’t stop myself from pressing the button on the elevator. I wish I could stop myself when I push open the door to the on-call room. But I can’t. My willpower is shit, my body ruled by my cock and these pesky urges.

Ava makes me forget about all the rules I have in place. She could be my undoing if I allow her. That’s why I need this one last goodbye fuck, so we can go on our way and forget this ever happened. But she’s hard to forget and so is her tight pussy that I haven’t stopped thinking about for days.

Already waiting for me in the on-call room, Ava pulls down her bottom lip with her finger and makes me even harder with one look. She doesn’t speak, only slides her scrub pants to the floor, revealing a dark blue thong that matches her uniform. Then, she pulls her shirt over her head and throws it at me with a wink.

“Come and get me, Doc,” she purrs.

I flip the lock on the door and stalk toward her. “You are such a bad girl.”

My hands are shaking so bad I look as though I have a tick. I’m never nervous when I have sex with a woman. The thought of being caught in the act while on hospital time excites and terrifies me, all at the same time. Wiping the sweat coating my palms down the front of my scrubs, I shed my pants and boxers in one swift motion.

She peels the tie from her hair and slides it onto her wrist, allowing her black hair to fall perfectly back into place. All I need is one more taste. Then, we can go our separate ways.

Ava strolls toward me with her head held high, and her breasts pushed out, showing off a huge rack that makes my dick twitch.

On some level, I feel shame for what we are about to do. I’m the boss. I know better than to fuck my employee, the girl I am supposed to mentor for the next three months. It’s almost unfair that Ava has to take orders from me, even though I like giving them in the bedroom. I don’t care about hospital policy or the fact we can both get fired for this. Right now, all I care about is getting this craving out of my system so I can focus and get back to work. It’s hard to think with all the lack of oxygen.

“Just this once,” I say, stoking my cock.

“That’s what you said last time,” she mutters, and then

drops to her knees in front of me, replacing my hand with hers.

“This time I mean it.” My tone comes off harsher than I had intended. But I don’t bother to apologize.

It’s better if she thinks I’m an asshole who just wants sex. Well, that much is true, especially right now. Ava needs to respect me as the voice of authority in her life, or at least when she’s inside this hospital.

“Whatever you say, Doc.” She positions herself in front of my cock, staring up at me as she shoves me inside her mouth. Her hand moves faster, working in rhythm with her mouth.

Reflexively, my hand falls to the back of her head, my fingers threading through her hair. When I lift my hips to invade more of her mouth, she takes what I have to give her without breaking rhythm.

Somehow, a crazy twist of fate brought us back together. I don’t want to let her go. But getting caught is inevitable. Hospital flings almost never end on a good note.

I like sex too much to hate the feeling of Ava’s lips on my cock. It feels too fucking good to make her stop. I’m about to come, so close that my body is on fire. I focus on her head bobbing up and down in front of me, clutching her hair tighter, as she deepthroats my cock. She’s not just my employee anymore. Nope, she’s my little whore. When I finally come, she sits back on her heels and licks her lips.

“Anything else I can do for you, Doc?” she asks smiling up at me and still holding onto my shaft.

“Get up,” I order and then point to the couch.

She does as I say with a smile.

I pluck a condom from my wallet, keeping my shirt on to save time, and push the lab coat over my shoulders. It drops to the floor behind me, giving me more room to work without anything else getting between us.

“Put your elbows on the couch,” I command with authority in my voice.

“Yes, sir,” she coos, and it makes my dick harder. Ava follows my order, putting her elbows on the couch and lifts her ass up in offering to me.

Hearing sir fly from her mouth brings a certain realization to what we are doing all over again. I didn’t work so damn hard to get to where I am in my career just to throw it all away for an intern. But I cannot stop myself. I need to be inside her. I need to make this itch I am dying to scratch go away.