Thicker than Blood - Book One

Thicker than Blood – Book
One

by Olivia
Leighton

Copyright Olivia Leighton
2013

Published at
Smashwords

I punched the elevator's
ground level button and leaned up against the thinly covered metal
wall. My hand gently massaged my temples – it had been a long
night. I was an RN and worked the weekend night-shift in the
telemetry unit of Ashland Medical Center in beautiful Ashland
Oregon. It had not been a terrible night, but it was thinking about
the next two nights that wore me out. The first night was always
the worst.

As the doors slowly closed,
a hand shot through the crack, halting their progress. The doors
opened back up and in stepped my friend, Matt Holcomb. He was an
agency nurse that worked in ICU.

“Hey.” My lips involuntarily
curled up at their corners. Seeing him was like putting on a pair
of old, comfy socks.

“Glad I caught ya,” he said
with a smile as he towered over me. It had taken me a while to get
used to his stature. I wasn't short by any means, at a respectable
five-eight. Matt was just that much more imposing. Standing at
six-foot-six, he was what I pictured a Swedish Viking to be: blond,
muscular and good-looking.

I met Matt a couple years
ago, when he started working agency shifts on my unit to make up
for the hospital being short-staffed. We hit it off right away, but
we never became anything more than friends and bed-buddies. Being a
larger girl, at a size sixteen, I was more than happy for the
friendship and sex. I'd always been a bit reserved and
self-conscious about my size, but over the years, Matt helped me
overcome that. I owed him a lot for making me realize how beautiful
and sexy I was as a thick, curvy woman.

“Thank God that's over,”
Matt said as he yawned. “Unless they ask me to come in
tonight.”

“Wow, you'll be rolling in
it this week if they do. Haven't you already worked like five
shifts already?”

He nodded. “Just more money
in savings for CRNA school. I'd rather not take out a jumbo student
loan for that.”

“Yeah, that would be a huge
loan, seeing they don't allow you to work while in school.” I'd
give him one thing, he was a determined and motivated person. I
didn't know too many twenty-five year olds that had so much drive.
I had full confidence that he would become a CRNA soon... and he'd
be set for life.

“OH!” I said, turning to
face him completely. “What's this I hear about Amber putting the
moves on you?” I grinned at the big man.

Matt rolled his eyes. “She's
been following me around like a little puppy... well, more like a
horny puppy.”

“What, you're not into that?
She has some giant boobies...,” I teased.

Dismissing my statement with
a wave of his hand, he said, “Yeah, giant,
fake
boobies. Besides, she's too
skinny anyway. You know I prefer women with more curves...
something more to hang on to.”

I laughed. “I'm sure I
have
NO
idea what
you mean.”

“Whatever.” He laughed. “So,
speaking of which, how are you holding up?” Matt asked, resting up
against the back wall, arms crossed over his broad
chest.

I looked at him and I
suppressed a laugh. He was grinning mischievously. He didn't have
to say anything more for me to know what he was
really
asking. “I'm not tired if
you're not.”

Matt's big hand gently
gripped my shoulder and squeezed. “You always know what I'm
thinking,” he said and chuckled.

I looked at him and rolled
my eyes. “Pft. That's all you're
ever
thinking.”

“Right.” He laughed louder.
“And you don't?”

“Well...” I shrugged. Truth
be known, sex was on my mind quite often—that's just how I was
wired.
So sue me.

“Yeah, that's what I
thought.”

The elevator finally made it
to the ground level. I swear, no other elevator could possibly be
any slower than that one. You'd think that a hospital elevator
had
no need
to be
fast.

Matt let me exit before him.
We walked out into the parking lot to discover it would be another
beautiful summer day. The sky was cloudless with the exception of
the low fog hugging the mountains in the distance and the air
smelled light and sweet. Would've be a good day for a
hike.

“See ya in a bit,” he said
as he started towards his truck.

“See ya,” I
called.

As I unlocked my car, I
admired the splendor of nature around me. Ashland was a quiet
little town nestled against the beautiful Siskiyou mountain. With
the exception of the annual Shakespeare festival, the only tourists
we saw were the ones driving passed on I-5.

I pulled into the driveway
of my cute little cottage. I purchased it about 3 years ago on a
whim – couldn't pass up the charm of a craftsman bungalow – and
have been pleased at my impulse purchase. It was nice to come home
to your own house, never having to hear apartment neighbors with
their loud music or their kids thumping about.

I was able to freshen up a
bit, stripping down to near nothing in the process, before Matt
arrived. I greeted him at the door.

Seeing what I was wearing,
or not wearing, he smiled. “Are ya ready for me?”

“Like always, big guy,” I
said as I turned towards the bedroom.

He closed the door and
followed me, smacking me on the ass.

“So, I want to skip all the
middle stuff and get right to it,” I said, knowing that I would
need sleep for the shift ahead. “Is that okay with you?”

He laughed. “That's too
bad... I could have taken my time since I don't have to work
tonight.” I already knew he wasn't working... he had said that just
to rub it in.

“Yeah, well screw you and
your night off,” I laughed.

We reached the bedroom and I
turned to face him. “You are wearing entirely too many clothes,
sir.”

He smiled, lifting his
muscular arms into the air.

Taking the hint, I grabbed
the bottom of his scrub top and attempted to pull it over his head.
His arms extended further than I could reach, thanks to our
difference in height, even when I stood tip-toe. I laughed, and
tried to jump up to pull the shirt from his arms.

Matt chuckled, tossing the
shirt off, and wrapping a strong arm around my waist. “Failed
again, short-stack.”

“Not my fault that you are a
monster.” I scraped my teeth gently at his sculpted chest as I let
my hand trace down his torso and stomach, feeling each
tightly-packed bunch of smooth tissue. I could worship his amazing
body all day. He was as close to what I imagined Thor to look like,
complete with the swirling Norse tattoos on his biceps and chest.
He was almost on par with Chris Hemsworth's version of the Norse
God... except taller.

He forcefully pushed me back
to the bed, following me there. Matt's lips kissed and nibbled my
neck. “Anything exciting at work?”

“No,” I said, holding the
back of his head and mussing up his hair. “Same 'ole, same 'ole.
You?”

“Nope.” He rocked back onto
his heels, quickly removing my bra. He grinned. “Now that's the
best thing I've seen all night.” Placing his face in the valley
between my big breasts, he said, “Hello, ladies.”

I laughed. Having sex with a
friend... with no worries of attachment issues was great. It was
always fun.

Matt removed my panties,
placing a kiss on the inside of my thigh. “You sure we don't have
more time?” he teased.

A purr escaped my lips. “I'd
so love that but I need sleep,” I said, tugging at his back to get
him above me again. Grabbing the waist of his scrubs, I whispered
behind his ear, “Now take these off, mister.”

His mouth found mine and he
kissed me hungrily. Lifting his body up while we kissed, he removed
the scrubs and shorts, and brought his weight back down. I could
feel the smooth skin of his cock pulsing against my thigh and I
moaned into his mouth.

Matt shifted his body
between my thighs and the head of his erection pushed between moist
lips of my nether region, brushing lightly against my clit. I
jumped involuntarily.

“I love that you get so
wet,” he growled softly, moving his kisses from my lips to my
collar bone. “So hot and wet.” Matt took his cock in his hand and
teased me with it, pushing into my entrance slightly then pulling
out.

It felt incredible, but I
wanted more. “Just fuck me with that thing, Matt.”

He laughed and surged into
me, sliding deep with one fluid motion. A cry escaped my lips as he
bottomed out, stretching me wide under him. “That's it. Good girl,”
he breathed as he eased back – the sensation taking my breath away.
“You feel so damned good.” He drove in once again. It didn't take
long before the delicious friction started driving me
crazy.

“God, keep doing that.” I
wrapped my legs around him, locking my feet behind his back. “A
little harder,” I sighed against his neck.

Thrusting with more
delicious force, Matt growled, “How's this...” I felt the taunt
muscles of his back tighten under my hands as he changed his angle
to lift me slightly, allowing him to go a bit deeper with his
powerful thrusts.

I had to squeeze my eyes
shut. “Oh shit... yes.” God, he felt so amazing. His cock could
reach places and touch me in ways that I had only dreamed about
before him. I had never known an orgasm from simply intercourse.
Matt changed things. There wasn't a time I didn't cum from his
efforts. He was a fantastic lover. I could already feel the swell
of my orgasm building in the distance, coming closer with each
thrust of his hips.

“Oh, Matt,” I hissed. He was
pounding me into the bed hard now. Every stroke in was better than
the last, causing me to pant each time he withdrew. My hands ran
slowly up his back, scratching him as they went.

“You're getting close...,”
he strained, looking down at me. Matt propped himself up on his
hands, continuing his delicious assault. “Cum for me.”

“Keep doing that,” I said,
letting my eyes wander over his incredible body. Flawless skin and
tight, carved muscles covered in a slight sheen of sweat. Just the
sight that God-like vision was almost enough to send me over the
edge.

I pulled down on the back of
his head, bringing his face to mine. Matt's mouth met mine with a
soft groan as he resumed the magnificent pace of before. What
started as a slow burn in my abdomen grew into this raging wild
fire of pleasure. I could feel it coming, getting close and about
to zap me of all my strength. I squeezed my eyes shut.

“Oh, fuck!” I came with a
great shuddering spasm running all the way down to my
toes.

Matt slowed, enjoying the
flutters and gripping of his shaft as I came down from my peak.
“That's it...” he groaned. It was just a few moments before he
started thrusting harder and faster than before.

I happened to glance at the
clock as Matt was nearing his orgasm. Just thirty minutes had
passed since I pulled into the driveway.
Good. This was good.

My attention went back to
the big, blond man above me who had beads of sweat forming on his
forehead. Deep in concentration, he opened his blue eyes and stared
at me, pounding me with each quick breath he took. I bit my lip
mischievously and squeezed my kegel muscles tightly around
him.