Finding Faith (11 page)

He started on the inside of my thigh licking and biting his way up to his final goal. Once he was where he wanted to be, he kissed my pussy like he kissed my mouth. His tongue slipped up and down my slit, stopping at my clit, sucking me into his mouth and applying steady pressure until I was thrashing. That magic tongue of his circled it, making it throb for more than what he was giving me, dipping into my cunt to tease me some more.

“Shit, John. Why did you do this to me?” I said between sharp breaths, gripping a handful of his sandy brown hair as his head kept moving between my legs. “We shouldn’t be..”

He dipped into my soaked pussy again, making me lose my train of thought.

“I have to taste you. I can’t get enough. All I’ve wanted since the other night is you,” he said as he kept up his torturous motions, making me grind into him.

His hot breath caused the sensitive nerves on my clit to tingle more. I was on the brink. If he kept this up I would scream bloody murder and security was sure to show up. How would I explain that?

When I thought I couldn’t take anymore he stopped. I took some slow, deep breaths. The only noise that could be heard was the processor.

My head started to come back down to this atmosphere until I heard his zipper. “Oh fuck, John. Are you trying to kill me?” I smoothed down the hair that had come out of the pony, not really sure how else to react. Surely he wasn’t going to fuck me here. I already came.

The head of his cock rubbed my clit. I was ready to come from that soft movement. Still running his thick head against me, he spread my cum to make sure I was ready.

Giving me a hard kiss again I could taste myself on his tongue.

He sunk his thick cock into my slick opening slowly. First he put the head in and stood there not moving. A grunt passed from his mouth to mine. When I let out a moan he gave one fast thrust and was grinding up to me. He felt too good.

Through gritted teeth he said, “This time it’s going to be fast, Faith, because I need it, I need you. I won’t leave here satisfied if I don’t.”

I didn’t want to refuse him. Even though I knew we shouldn’t do it, I wanted him to be happy.

He was thick and warm, filling the void I didn’t think could be filled. I couldn’t keep the connection of our mouths. Pulling away I leaned back, resting my head and shoulders on the wall as I watched him through heavy lids. His jaw was tense, his neck straining causing the vein to make an appearance, tempting me to rub my tongue along it. Trying to hold back my screams, I bit the corner of my bottom lip, still focusing on John’s face. His eyes were closed and his mouth was partially open. How I would love to slip inside and taste him like he tasted me. He was pounding so furiously into me I couldn’t catch a minute to lean in close enough. Then I started to come again

“Fuck!” I shouted. I couldn’t think. Dear, God, it felt so good. I shouldn’t be feeling this good. Not at work. Not while Dickhead was down the hall. But I couldn’t help it.

Hell, if I couldn’t. John loved me, I believed him when he said all those things to me. Brad had told me the same things, but there was always a feeling in my gut that he wasn’t telling me the truth. Why did I choose to ignore it? Now I understood why, because I didn’t deserve anything else.

John wrapped an arm around my waist pulling me towards him, making my shoulders and head lose contact with the wall. He leaned into me, attacking my mouth with a hungry kiss, devouring me. When I didn’t think I could take anymore his hands dug into my hips to keep me in place. I could feel the vein in his cock pulse and his balls twitch. He was about to cum.

One of his hands moved under my scrub top and made its way up to my breast, squeezing as he pounded into me. It was such primal force I was completely immersed in it, loving it. He never made love to me like this before. I reveled in how he couldn’t control it.

“Come again for me, babe, you can do it. I can feel it. Your tight pussy wants to. One more time for me,” he grunted resting his forehead against mine.

How did he know? The tension in my pussy was tied tight like a piano string ready to break. I couldn’t hold it, exploding once more. Shit! How the hell did he get me to do that? With two more hard thrusts he joined me, burying his head into my neck and biting me to muffle his growls.

The pain from his teeth didn’t register. I was raw. When he was able to let go of my neck he stood up, watching my eyes for an answer of some kind. All I could manage was an exhausted smile.

I was supposed to keep working after this? I had never had sex that good, even back in the day with him.

He took my response as a good one, giving me one flirty kiss on my nose, another on my mouth, and the last back where his teeth had possibly taken a chunk of me, adding a light lick to the marks. Damn, what was that about? He never did that either, but it was kind of hot so I wasn’t going to complain.

Still silent, he pressed my body into his, giving me a smothering hug that felt like he would die if he didn’t. God, I hope he was telling me the truth and this wasn’t some evil trick to get even with me, even though I would deserve it.

He put his cheek up to mine before letting me go, taking in a deep breath. With that rough voice I could recognize in my sleep, he murmured, “I hope you see you can tell me what’s going on.”

What was that supposed to mean? I pretended I didn’t hear him, getting put together as fast as I could and left.

I reappeared with John right behind me. We squinted into the light like two disheveled vampires who were forced to face their fate. Grace and George were in the department with their backs to each other, completely ignoring one another.

George turned around when he heard the sliding of the door. He only glanced at me. When John came out he shook his head in disgust.

“Hey, dick, you knew I was waiting for you. You can’t just leave me waiting in the ambulance for you,” he said angrily.

I peeked over at John who was acting like we were strangers. He was as white as one of our hospital sheets but I think I’m the only one who noticed. George was too pissed and Grace had run for the hills when we came out.

Hopefully John wouldn’t get into trouble for this. He was still on probation and any major infraction could cost him his job. I would say having sex while on duty would constitute a pretty big one.

“Sorry, I got caught up in something,” John said. I think his eyes flashed my way but it was so quick I only caught the tail end. His coloring was back to that delicious peach tone I loved.

George still had that pissed off look on his face when he said, “Let’s get the hell out of here,” charging out of the department with John at his heels. As he left it sounded like he mumbled under his breath, “Caught up in something, or someone?”

When the guys were gone Grace reappeared, inspecting me from head to toe. She said, “You may want to take your hair out of that pony and wear it off to the right to cover up that dog attack on your neck. You wouldn’t want Brad to see that thing.”

Just like that the after glow vanished and a feeling of nausea swept over me at the thought. I did as she said.

George brooded the entire trip back to the station. My dick put Faith and I both into an awkward position, coming out of the darkroom with George standing right there.

I couldn’t help but wonder if I took advantage of Faith’s vulnerability. She wasn’t that kind of girl, or should I say woman. She had always been faithful one hundred percent, never casting any doubts.

I felt so ashamed I could barely get myself to look her in the eye. I managed one fast glance, but I think she missed it. I had to take one more look at her gorgeous face. Not to mention the big red mark I left from the bite that was flashing like a big neon sign on her neck. It was kind of hot, though, marking my territory.

On George’s heels making our way out of the ER, winding between bustling nurses and techs, I spotted Dr. Price. His back was to us with an outstretched hand resting on the pyxis, strumming his fingers against the top of the machine as he casually watched June pull out a dose she needed. The poor woman must have been getting run ragged. She appeared frazzled while fumbling with the code. The scenario sent an inexplicable wave of unease through my bones. What in the world is a doctor doing hanging around the machine observing? Doesn’t he have better things to do than watch over an elderly nurse? I’m pretty confident no other doctor supervises drug dispensing.

George settled into the driver’s seat of the ambulance with a grunt while I drove shotgun to head back to the firehouse. The scene between Dr. Price and June ate at me. I would ask George if he noticed anything strange later. Right now I had other concerns. I was unable to push Faith out of my mind. She burrowed herself in my head so deep nothing would get her out.

I guess now was as good a time as any to approach George about her.

“George, how serious are you and Faith?” I looked over at him briefly then watched out my side window so my reactions wouldn’t give me away one way or the other.

“Why? You want to screw her don’t you?” He still had a scowl on his face like someone was twisting his nuts. Was he going to punch my face in?

Grace had come up with the scheme to get me time with Faith. As we stood outside of their department she said, “Listen, I know Faith like a sister and if she sees you she’s going to bolt like she did at the bar. Wait for me to get in there and she’ll go in the darkroom. That’s what she always does because she feels guilty that I go take the X-rays all the time. After a few minutes you can go in. I’ll stay out here as a lookout while you two talk, if you know what I mean,” giving me a conspiratorial wink.

I could see why Faith was friends with her. She had spunk just like Faith use to have, like she needed to get back.

I hadn’t planned on doing anything except talk to her and tell her I was here for her if she needed an old friend to talk to. One she could trust. I just wanted to convince her that she could count on me.

I hadn’t figured out the extent of her relationship with George yet and I needed to get that straightened out. When I was at her place she looked so lonely, her spirit completely shattered. I didn’t know what Dr. Price did to her, but whatever it was destroyed her.

When I went into the darkroom I stood for a few moments letting my eyes adjust to the different light and absorbing the smell that was Faith and fresh flowers. It followed her everywhere. It didn’t matter what time of year, she always smelled like a field of flowers in spring. I missed it.

I saw her leaning against the counter with her shoulders slumped in defeat, hiding her face. I couldn’t help myself. I didn’t want to scare her. I simply wanted to hold her so she knew she was wasn’t alone and was loved, even if it was by someone she didn’t love anymore.

I didn’t expect her to start crying, and when she heard my voice and froze I didn’t know what was about to happen next. I thought she was going to turn around and punch me. I was relived when she turned into me.

When I touched her skin and got the familiar tingle along with the look she gave me I couldn’t resist the urge to kiss her.

I could still smell her from the hug I gave her and the thought of it made my cock twitch. I didn’t even dare put my hand that still had her scent to my face. I would get a full blown hard-on. My poor cock had been asleep for so long I think it was confused, but once it knew who was in front of me there was no stopping it.

Shit, this is more uncomfortable than I pictured. I guess what Faith and I had done wasn’t as obvious as I imagined. I gave George an answer I thought could be believable.

“I may want to get to know her better, that’s all. Not necessarily have sex with her.”

Liar. I already did, and I wanted more. Forever.

I had to give myself a pep talk to remain cool. Keep your eyes focused outside, if he sees them you’re dead. He will probably pull the ambulance over, beat you to a pulp, pull you into the back, fix you up, and keep going like nothing happened. He is an ex-Marine after all. He knew how to do things I had never heard of. That’s what I’d do if I saw someone messing with my girl.

“Do you care if I date her? I don’t want to step on your toes,” I said nonchalantly.

George snorted, “Good luck. She’s a hard woman to catch. Some competition would be fun. Luke is no challenge at all. He practically has his dick out of his pants before he even goes to talk to her. I think he creeps her out.”