“I hate you!” she screamed, opening her eyes to find him rolling a condom down over his erection and she licked her lips. Zeke looked at her with triumph in his eyes which caused her fingers to curl over his shoulders when he lowered himself back down between her legs. “Hold onto me, honey,” he coaxed.
Abby’s fingers tightened on his shoulders as he pressed his impressive length into her. “Yes!’ she sighed, arching and wrapping her legs around his waist while he pressed deeper and deeper into her tight, wet sheath.
When he was fully embedded in her heat, he paused, looking down at her. “You okay?”
“Yes! Damn it, you’re driving me crazy!” And she pressed against him, shifting her body against his in a desperate bid to find that release that her body craved so desperately.
Abby arched her hips, not sure what to do to ease this crazy need for release because she’d never felt like this before. Sex had always been fine but not world-rocking. It had never been insane, desperate, or…just needed!
When he started moving inside of her, she shuddered, lifting her hips to match his thrusts. Over and over again, he pressed into her, bringing her closer and closer! It felt…amazing!
When that beautiful release finally came, she screamed as the waves of pleasure poured over her in a seemingly endless tidal wave.
For a moment, she felt him stiffen and knew that he was finding his own release, but Abby could only hold on, her fingers curling into his shoulders as another orgasm hit her.
Afterwards, Zeke collapsed on top of her, his body a wonderful weight that Abby savored, unconcerned with her ability to breathe. Feeling him like this was more important than oxygen, she thought as her eyes closed.
A long time later, he rolled off of her and pulled her close. “I’m smothering you,” he muttered, and yawned as he buried his nose in her hair.
“You’re fine,” she whispered, her voice hoarse.
Abby felt him grin into her hair and wanted to laugh. Or cry. Maybe both. That had been the wildest and most beautiful moment she’d ever experienced. “Please don’t say anything to ruin this moment,” she whispered, turning to snuggle into the warmth of his body.
“Would I do that?” he asked, wrapping his arms around her to pull her even closer.
“You’re male. Yes, you’d do that.”
He laughed, kissing the top of her head. “Yeah, I probably would. So I guess I’ll just shut up.”
Abby smiled and closed her eyes, enjoying the perfection of this moment with him. It might not last. She might never have this again. But for this moment, it was perfect.
Chapter 8
“Please, you have to share,” Cathy teased, coming up beside Abby. “What’s your secret?”
“My secret?” Abby asked, feeling like humming. Maybe singing.
Cathy leaned against the counter, eyeing Abby pointedly. “There was a bout of food poisoning in one of the mess halls today. We had seventeen soldiers come in throwing up all over the place. Two heart attacks, one broken leg, and a car accident involving four different patients.” She paused after listing the crises they’d seen today. “How are you glowing?”
Abby laughed. It had been two weeks since Zeke had come back from wherever he’d gone. Two weeks of blissful, amazing sex. Two weeks during which time the sex had only gotten better! As she and Zeke learned more about each other’s bodies, they found how to pleasure each other better. It was mind-blowing how he could make her climax so many times in a night. Sometimes, it was only once and they would fall asleep, both of them tired from a hard day. And other times, she’d climax over and over again until it was almost painful. And yet, Zeke knew when to relent and let her body come down from that incredible high. After those times, he’d stroke her softly, holding her in the aftermath of their lovemaking until she fell asleep against his strong shoulder.
“You’re thinking about him, aren’t you?”
Abby laughed and nodded her head. “Yeah. I’m thinking about Zeke. He’s pretty wonderful.”
“That good in bed, huh?”
Abby didn’t answer that, believing that their sex life was personal. Instead, she whispered, “Remember those cookies in the break room the other day?”
Cathy’s eyes widened. “No!” she grumbled, shifting on her feet. “NO way! A man that gorgeous is not allowed to bake as well!”
Abby laughed, nodding her head. “He loves to bake. The other morning, he made cinnamon rolls that…they were amazing! Just…amazing! Right out of the oven, freshly baked with tons of icing on top!”
Cathy sighed. “No wonder you’re eating salads all the time!” she replied with a smile. Then her smile disappeared. “Just tell me he’s horrible in bed. The guy has to have some flaws. So it’s sex, right? He’s inept?”
Abby laughed, but didn’t answer. “I have a patient,” she said, leaving Cathy hanging.
“You’d think he could at least be inept on those missions,” Cathy grumbled as she followed behind Abby, although Cathy went to a different exam room. “But I hear he’s a dynamo there too.”
Abby paused and glanced thoughtfully over her shoulder at her friend. Missions? What missions?
But Cathy was heading for another patient that needed her assistance. And Abby needed to tend to her own. Gazing down at the chart, she wondered what sorts of missions Cathy meant. Zeke was a trainer. She’d even seen him training one day when she’d been brought there for a medical emergency. He’d been pushing the soldiers through some drills, doing something with an obstacle course that he’d probably run through a thousand times.
But that had been on one of the other fields and she hadn’t had a chance to really talk to him about it. Which was an absolute lie, she thought as she smiled at her next patient. She’d had plenty of chances to talk to Zeke about his work. They talked a lot at night. He cooked her dinner and she sat on a stool watching him as they discussed…whatever. They were both opinionated people and she loved that he was so well informed.
So, what was the niggling doubt that kept coming up in the back of her mind? There were certain topics that she knew she didn’t want to bring up. And that mission he’d gone on two weeks ago, the secrecy of it and something he’d said had tripped up a memory in her mind. What had he said?
Unfortunately, a multi car accident was reported and the entire emergency room staff jumped into preparation mode. For the next several hours, Abby didn’t have time to think about anything other than stitching up wounds and setting broken bones. A few accident victims arrived in the emergency room and both were in pretty bad shape but, thankfully, they would fully recover. By the time her shift ended in late afternoon, the crisis had died down.
“What a day!” Abby sighed as she and Cathy walked into the staff locker room to change clothes.
“Yeah. It was rough. Did you see that broken leg that Doctor Carter had to set?” She shuddered. Even medical staff could be shocked and grossed out at times.
“Ugh!” Abby laughed, leaning her head back against her locker. “I’m glad he landed that patient instead of me.”
Cathy nodded, then sighed as she pushed herself to her feet. “I don’t think I have the energy to change clothes.”