Off Duty (Off #7) (4 page)

When Holly bends her
head to stick her key in the lock, I walk up close behind her,
immediately immersed in her scent. My chest brushes against her
shoulder blades, and I lean forward to nuzzle into her neck. She
sighs… softly, and leans back into me, the lock momentarily
forgotten.

My arms wrap around
her waist, and I pull her back in tighter to me. My voice is soft but
gruff. “It’s been so long, Holly.”

“Seems like a
lifetime ago,” she murmurs. “But sometimes, it feels like
only yesterday.”

My hand snakes up,
takes her by the chin, and turns her head to the side. I lean around
her, still keeping my other arm around her waist.

I kiss her…
not too soft, but not too hard. It’s more like a reclaiming of
that mouth I have admittedly fantasized about over the years since
we’ve been apart. Holly may have broken my heart, but that
didn’t mean all of my memories of her were harsh. Quite the
contrary, the crushing of my heart is indicative of how deep my
feelings for her went, which provided a lasting impression on me and
had me comparing her to all the other women in my life.

Yes, we were young
when we were together, and yes… it was first love. But just as
Holly said, it was a true love. It was pure, sweet, and innocent. It
was innocent because we had no clue of the troubles that would face
us because our skin color was different. It just didn’t matter
to Holly and me, so it was beyond the comprehension of our young
hearts that it would stand in our way.

Holly kisses me
back… deeply and without reservation. Her hand slides up and
around the back of my neck, her fingertips digging in. My arm
tightens around her stomach as I press my hips into her back. The
tiny moan she lets out tells me she feels and appreciates how hard I
am for her already.

Pulling my mouth
away, I give her a tiny push toward the door. “Get that door
unlocked.”

My hands come to her
hips, just so I can keep touching her, and she deftly slides the key
in to give us entrance. As soon as the door is closed, she turns to
me with open arms and we are kissing again. This time deeper…
hotter. She groans, and then I groan, the feel of her in my mouth so
fucking good.

Then she’s in
my arms and I’m walking her back toward her bedroom as she
gives me loose directions while we continue to kiss. I set her down
on her feet, and she’s pulling at my t-shirt while I work the
button and zipper on her little white skirt. Our hands fumble…
frantic to get at the skin below. We get sidetracked by our shoes and
for me to get a condom out of my wallet, but in the end, it takes
just mere seconds for us to get naked.

She steps back from
me, her eyes slowly roaming down my body. When she gets to my cock,
which is hard as a rock and tilted upward, I can literally feel the
heat of her gaze. Lust courses through me, and I can’t help my
hand reaching out to grasp my own thickness. I stroke myself up and
down, watching Holly’s eyes practically dilate. Lust boils
thick within me.

“Get on the
bed, baby,” I command her while I pump my cock with my hand.

She scrambles…
scoots to the center and lies down on her back. Her skin is pale,
creamy, and from the looks of it, soft as satin. I can’t wait
to run my lips and hands all over it. I’ve always loved the way
my dark skin looked next to her porcelain softness. The contrast
actually heightens the eroticism of our fucking.

Crawling onto the
bed, I push her legs apart and don’t waste any time. I can’t
wait… it’s been too long and I want this woman too badly
right now. I’ll take the time for re-exploring her body later
tonight. Kneeling between her legs, I hand her the condom and thickly
command her, “Put it on me.”

Licking her lips,
she quickly opens the condom and reaches out one hand to grasp onto
my cock. Slender, pale fingers curve around my shaft, which jerks in
response to her touch.

“Fuck, I love
your touch,” I groan. “Always loved it.”

She gives me a soft
smile as she rolls the condom on, giving me a hard squeeze when she’s
done. I bat her hand away and fall down on top of her, making sure to
catch myself on one forearm so I don’t crush her with my
weight. My mouth immediately finds hers, and it’s all about the
tongue and the teeth as we desperately kiss one another.

One hand slips
between her legs, first to cup her gently, and then to slide a single
finger inside of her. She bucks against me and moans. She’s so
fucking wet already, but she’s not quite ready. I add another
finger and slowly pump them in and out, stretching her and flicking
my thumb against her clit. Holly’s hips gyrate wantonly, and
her fingers dig into my back. It’s one of the things I always
loved about her… how she gave into me with utter abandon,
never once ashamed to show me how much she loved my touch.

“Tim,”
she murmurs, her voice raspy. “I want you inside of me.”

“You ready for
me?” I ask. “Because I’m not going to be able to
take it slow or gentle with you. I want you too much to hold back.”

She shakes her head
and pumps her hips against my hand. “God, I’m ready. And
I can take anything you dish out.”

I kiss her again,
brutally hard, and pull my hand from between her legs. Grasping onto
my cock, I swipe it over her slick folds, find my purchase, and give
a tiny push. She’s so fucking tight and I’m a big man, so
I don’t want to hurt her. I work with short pumps of my hips,
inching my way in a little deeper each time, feeling her flesh relax
and mold around me like a glove. More wetness floods around me and
her hands drop to my ass to urge me on.

“Please,”
she moans as her fingernails score the skin on my ass.

I drop my head to
her shoulder, take a breath, and slam my hips forward until I’m
sunk into the hilt. Holly cries out a “yes,” and I can’t
stop what sounds like an animal-like snarl that comes out of my own
mouth.

“Fuck, fuck,
fuck,” I mutter into her shoulder. I hold myself absolutely
still, afraid I might blow with just a few thrusts.

“God, I missed
this,” she whispers softly. “Missed you inside of me.
Missed your goodness… your heart… all of it inside of
me.”

Her words touch me
deeply and bring a bit of control back over me. I tentatively pull
out of her a bit and sink right back in slowly. Oh, yeah… pure
fucking heaven right there.

Lifting my head, I
look down at her. Her eyes are half-mast but glittering with
sensuality. “You okay?” I ask her.

She smiles at me.
“Better than ever.”

“I can’t
believe I’m here… inside of you right now. Never thought
this would ever happen again.”

“I know,”
she says softly, one hand coming to caress my face. “I’ve
missed you.”

“I’ve
missed you too, Holly,” I tell her sincerely. While I haven’t
spent every day of the last ten years pining over her, I have thought
about her more than I probably should.

I keep moving in and
out of her languidly as we stare at one another. She arches her neck
and tilts her head back, getting caught up in the pleasure. It makes
me go a little harder… a little faster. I watch her face the
entire time, her eyes finally giving in and closing. Her lips parted
with tiny pants of air gusting out. A brief glance down and I see her
breasts bouncing and swaying from my thrusts into her body.

Reaching a hand down
between her legs, I place the pad of my finger against her clit and
start rubbing in circles… softly at first, but then rougher. I
time the power of my thrusts, first going a little deeper to make
sure she can handle it, and then adding speed and power on top.
Holly’s legs raise, grip my ribs with her knees, and I get
rewarded with a tiny grunt every time I hit her deep.

“I’m so
close, Tim,” she practically cries.

I fuck her harder,
sweat now beading at my temples and rolling down the side of my face.
I can feel my balls start to tighten, and I grit my teeth to try to
hold it back because I don’t want to give up this feeling right
now.

But then Holly gives
a strangled cry, and I feel her pussy clamp down hard on my dick as
she starts to orgasm. Her back arches and I slam into her again, then
again, and again once more, while she moans out her release.

And fuck…
right there, I start to come. I come hard and long, and with another
deep thrust, I come some more. My entire body shakes with the
release, and I groan against the soft skin of her neck.

Christ, that was
better than it ever has been before. Better than anything Holly and I
ever did in our youth, and fucking better than any other woman I’ve
ever been with.

I don’t know
the why of it, and I don’t really care. There is just something
between Holly and me that can’t be explained but for whatever
reason, it connects us on a different level. A higher plane. A cosmic
emotional universe where only we exist.

And this, I like
very much.

Holly

I walk out of the
O.R. suite, discard my mask and cap, and give my hands a good
scrubbing. While I just spent the last forty-five minutes putting all
of my focus into pinning a distal radius fracture, I take a moment
now to let my mind leave the stress of my job and focus on something
a little more pleasing.

Tim.

The other night was…
well, I’m not sure what it was.

It was a coming home
of sorts. It felt natural and familiar to be with him, yet it was new
and exciting at the same time. We’re both still the same, but
we’re different too. We have age and maturity coating our
souls, which led to some amazing pillow talk after he practically put
me in a coma with a blistering orgasm. We caught up on each other’s
lives, holding nothing back. He told me about his ex-wife, Bonnie,
and I told him about my past relationships. It was a candid
discussion without any fear of reprisal.

Then Tim pushed me
on my back, spread my legs wide, and proceeded to go down on me. This
was something very new in our relationship, because back when we were
eighteen years old and having lost our virginity to each other,
neither one of us knew much about sex. I mean, a wild time together
for us was trying it doggy style in the bathroom of a party one
weekend.

All I know is that
he made me come twice before he fucked me again, and it was just so
damned good. I don’t ever remember it being this good.

Ever.

With anyone.

I expect it’s
because we have history and feelings that ran very deep at one point,
and may be starting to run deep again.

My phone buzzes in
my lab coat hanging on hook on the wall. I dry my hands and grab it.

Smiling, I read the
text from Tim.
I took a chance to see if you had time for a visit.
I’m in the lobby.

I type back quickly.
Just finished a surgery. Be there in a minute.

When I get to the
lobby, Tim is surfing on his iPhone while he sits cocked back in a
relaxed position. So beautiful… sitting there in a pair of
khaki shorts, running shoes, and a red t-shirt. It’s late and I
know this is a quick visit, but damn… he looks good enough to
eat.

“Hey,” I
say as I walk up to him.

His face tilts up
with a beautiful smile of welcome on his face. “Hey. Sam’s
in bed so thought I’d drop by. Hope I’m not bothering
you.”

“No way,”
I tell him, reaching down to take his hand. “Come on… we
can go hang in one of the on-call doctors’ offices for a bit.
It’s pretty slow right now.”

He walks beside me…
down a few hallways, and back into the administrative section of the
emergency room, which houses three empty offices that the on-call
doctors can use to work on their paperwork. I take the first one on
the right, which I can tell is unoccupied since no light is shining
underneath the door.

I flip on the light
as Tim follows me in, then I shut and lock the door.

The snicking of the
lock catches Tim’s attention and his eyebrows rise in surprise
when I step into him close, raise a tiny bit on my toes, and give a
tiny nip on his chin. “I really don’t have a lot of time,
so let’s make the most of it.”

My hands work
quickly at the button and zipper of his shorts and before he can even
say a word, I have them pushed past his hips and his cock in my hand.

It swells quickly as
I stroke him, and Tim curses. “Fuck, baby.”

“Yes, we
will,” I tell him confidently. “But first… need to
do this.”

Dropping to my
knees, I pump him a few more times, loving how unbelievably hard he
has become. Opening my mouth, I give him a tiny lick on the tip, and
he jerks in my hands. I sneak a peek up at him. He’s looking
down at me with such a feral look in his eyes, I almost doubt myself
for a second.

That moment passes
and I take him into my mouth deeply. And oh, man… he’s
big. I mean, really big, and my jaw immediately protests, but I love
the feel and taste of him against my tongue too much to give him up.
This was also something we never attempted in the past, but it’s
such an intimate act that I want to share it with him now.

Tim’s hands
fist in my hair hard and his hips rock back and forth as I suck and
lick at him. I look up at him again, and he’s staring down at
me so intently that wetness floods in between my legs.

“Holly,”
Tim mutters and holds tighter to my head. I notice his hips have
stilled, but I naturally compensate with more bobbing action of my
head.

“Holly…
honey,” Tim groans. “Stop. You have to stop or I’m
going to blow fast.”

I give a shake of my
head and suck him in deeper, but in an instant, he’s gone from
my mouth, having wrenched himself away from me. I look up at him in
surprise, barely taking in the fact that his chest is heaving with
exertion and his cock is standing up tall and wet from my saliva
before he’s grabbing me under my armpits and pulling me off the
floor.