“I care about it.”
He pursed his lips in a look that suggested he didn’t believe me.
“I do, Nick. I’m doing what I can to find out what happened, and if possible, make this go away. I’m sure your lawyer is too. Were you able to get work done with your lawyer despite Eli?”
He ran his fingers through his hair. “It’s a lot of wait and see. I’m about ready to take her up on her offer to file harassment charges.”
“What Eli did wasn’t me or the hospital.” I felt my skin prickle. The last thing we needed in this town was for Nick to wage war against the hospital. On the other hand, I couldn’t blame him for wanting to defend himself.
“Eli buys into the town gossip; the fact that Dick either dismisses Ms. Mason thereby pissing everyone off in what looks like a cover-up, or makes rumors that I’m somehow to blame. There’s a group of people outside who remind everyone here from staff to patients that everyone, including the administrators, think I killed her.”
I wanted to hold him, and make it better for him. I held myself back, but only for a moment. The woman who cared for him overcame the professional. I stepped up to him and put my arms around him. “I hate that you have to go through this.”
His hands rested on my hips, but his body was tense and he stepped back. “Mia.”
I looked him in the eyes, for the first time seeing so much pain and emotion. “It’s just me and you right now, Nick. Let me be here for you, for whatever you need.”
He gave me a coy smile. “When you’re there for me, what I end up needing is more than emotional support.”
I wrapped my arms around him and pressed my body against his. “I asked you if you wanted to change what was between us. Maybe, like you said, it doesn’t matter because of the situation we’re in, but knowing about it does matter, because the truth is Nick, I’d like it to change.”
His breath hitched, as his piercing green eyes searched mine. “I told myself it was just sex.”
I nodded. “I told myself that too, but I’m too smart to risk my job just for sex. But for you, Nick—”
His lips were on mine before I could finish my sentence, which was just as well because I wasn’t sure I should share more. I was taking a big risk, and not just by kissing Nick in my office. We’d shared more than we had before, but it didn’t mean we had something that would last or that either of us was willing to risk our jobs. The truth was, the hospital needed Nick more than me, so my job was the one at risk.
“Stop thinking,” he murmured against my lips. “It makes me worry this is wrong.”
“This is wrong,” I said holding him tighter. “But right now, I don’t care.”
He turned me until I was against the desk. “I need you, Mia. Right here, right now.” His cock wedged at my cleft against my skirt, backing up his words. The wetness in my panties was proof that I needed him just as much.
“My door locks automatically.”
He lifted his head; his face was so handsome with the flush of color and desire burning in his eyes. I could see he was wanting verification that I was inviting him to fuck here and now.
I slid my hand over his arousal and squeezed, loving how he groaned. He slid his hands up my thighs, lifting my skirt. He tugged down my panties and dropped to his knees.
“I love how wet you get for me, Mia.” I leaned against the desk as he pushed my thighs wider and then did delicious things to me with his tongue.
“Nick.” His name burst from me in a harsh gasp as pleasure shot through me. I thread my fingers through his blond hair. “Oh God yes … your tongue … fuck me with your tongue.”
He growled, and then I felt his tongue inside my hot, needy pussy walls. I let myself go to the sweet sensations. My head dropped back and I closed my eyes, feeling the pressure build.
“Yes … feels so good …" I was teetering on the edge when he stopped. “Don’t stop.”
He escaped my grasp and hurriedly undid his pants, pushing them and his boxer briefs down. His cock sprang free and I wanted my mouth on it, it was so large and beautiful.
I reached for it, but he pushed me back. “I’ve got to be inside you. I want to feel you come on me.” He maneuvered me onto the desk. “Open for me, baby.”
I spread my thighs.
His hands cupped my face and he looked into my eyes. “More than sex.” Then he kissed me hard, as he moved his hands to my hips and thrust inside me.
I wanted to cry out in pleasure as he filled me. He felt so good inside my body. It was like he was made just for me. I’d felt that first time we’d been together, but when we parted ways, I thought it was just because he was my first. Surely, I’d have as good of experiences with other men. They weren’t bad, but with Nick, there was something extra. Something special. Was it love? Was he the one, as my mother used to tell me, I’d find someday?
He lifted my thighs higher over his hips forcing me to lay back on my desk. “Hard and fast. Okay?”
“Yes.” I put my hands over his where they held my hips.
He began to move just like he said, fast and hard, our bodies sliding fully together in a slap. Our breathing coming in pants, made more difficult by my attempt to keep quiet.
“Oh god,” I clamped my hand over my mouth as I reached
