Page 92 of Nightingale


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“Maybe we shouldn’t,” she said, her breath catching as he stroked the soft skin teasing up white pears of cum to the tip. “Well, the best method I know is a kiss.”

“Is it now?” he said as his voice became laced with a desire.

“May I?” she questioned with a tilt of her head as she placed her hand above his, unable to fully grasp his cock.

He shifted to the end of the exam table and she pulled out the step with her foot. Kneeling, she spread her lips and pulled him into her mouth as he moaned in pleasure above her. He removed his hand and she kept hers tightly wrapped around him as she went as far as she dared into her mouth. Her tongue teasing as she retreated, then pulling on the skin of his uncircumcised tip to increase the sensation.

Up and down she went, the thrill of sex at work, being caught having her rush a bit as his fingers tangled in her hair, guiding the pace he wanted. She moaned around his cock, the salty sweet of mixture coating her tongue as his arousal peaked, beginning to spill as her own core clenched as if filled with the thick muscle currently in her mouth.

“Nightingale,” he groaned. “I’m gonna come.”

Instead of pulling back, she committed herself more. Increasing her strokes and sucking hard as her cheeks pulled in tight.

“I’m serious,” he warned.

Amber took in her mouth more, bringing him in until he hit the back of her throat and came. She bent her neck back, letting the warm essence flow down the back of her throat and fought her gag reflex the best she could. His tip resting on her lips as her hand milked the last of his cum from his dick. “I better—” she began getting up to head toward the door when he pulled her into his arms and kissed the ever loving shit out of her. His cock, wet and softening pressed into her belly as he held her head in his hands. “—clean up.” She gasped when he finally let her go.

“Wouldn’t want the food to get cold,” he said.

She pressed on the door handle and slipped from the room.

Hitting the supply room, she found a throw away tooth brush and travel toothpaste. Thank God, for the little things. Brushing her teeth, she swapped out her scrub top with one they had in supply since there was a slight imprint with the quality of a damn X-ray on hers.

When she went back into the breakroom, Mountain had pulled two drinks from the fridge and set up the Scrabble board.

“I can’t believe I did that,” she said feeling the heat in her cheeks. “At work.”

“It was irresponsible to ignore your zero patients for me.”

“Stop.” She hushed him with a wave.

“No, seriously, wanna play? You said last night, it was all you could do to not fall asleep you were so bored.”

“Playing Scrabble with you all night would be fun,” she said and reached in the velvet bag to pull out tiles. “Of course there’s a different version like better.”

“Me too, but you’re responsible and working.”

“Oh Jesus,” she said dropping her head in her hands before doing a full body shake and popping the top of her to-go container.

Twenty minutes later, the board was half covered and the only thing left of her supper was a few fries. The ding from the front doorbell made her jump as she got up from her chair and warned Mountain, “No cheating while I’m gone.”

Mountain covered his heart as if shot by the accusation as she moved toward the front of the clinic flicking on the light in the waiting room to see Kevin outside the door.

“What the hell?” she said once she snatched the door open. “I’m working Kevin.”

“Maisie is driving me crazy,” he snapped.

Mountain began walking down the hallway toward them.

“Oh, I see how you’re working.” Kevin sneered.

“I am, and you can’t just bring Maisie down because she’s having a tantrum. You need to deal with her.”

“Everything okay here?” Mountain asked as he placed his hands on her shoulders.

“This isn’t about you,” Kevin snapped. “And I’ve tried. She just keeps saying I want mom. I want mom. Well, there’s nothing I can do about that.”

Mountain moved around Amber and headed to Kevin’s truck.

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