The Yeah, Baby Series (22 page)

“You do,” I replied, nodding in understanding.

“When we spoke last week, you mentioned your situation had changed.” His gaze dropped to where my hands were folded in my lap before rising to meet mine again. “I can only assume it’s your personal life since our research hadn’t indicated anything different in your current position.”

“It is.” I kept my answer short because I didn’t really want to get into it with him.

Declan cocked his head to the side, his gaze speculative as he scanned my face. “I hope you don’t mind if I get a little personal with you for a moment.”

I waved a hand in a circular motion, giving him permission to continue since I was curious where he was going to take this.

“I’d hate to see you pass up an opportunity like this because of a guy, especially when there will be opportunities for romance in Minneapolis for you.”

“Erm...” I sputtered, completely flustered and unsure how to respond.

“Let me be blunt.”
Like he wasn’t already?
“I didn’t see a ring on your finger, so I’ve got to think this guy probably isn’t worth the sacrifice. Not when you can take the job with us and let me take you out on a date after you get settled in up there.”

Oh, for criminy’s sake.
Was I putting off irresistible pheromones or something? First, Richard got all weird when I tried to let him down easily, and then here was Declan trying to lure me into the job in Minneapolis, using himself as bait. Not to mention, Jack doing his best to knock me up.

“That’s incredibly kind of you to offer,” I murmured, glancing down at my phone as it vibrated in my hand. “And as much as I’d love to discuss this further,” —
not
—“they need me back at the hospital.”

“They” was really Jack since he was the one trying to reach me. I sent him a quick text, letting him know I was on my way back and chuckled softly at the series of rapid-fire texts which followed.

Jack:
I missed you for lunch. You took my favorite meal with you. I had a taste for honey.

Jack:
Where did you go?

Jack:
Wanna meet me in my office for a quickie?

Jack:
I promise to do my best to make you scream, but I’ll keep your mouth busy so nobody can hear you.

Me
: Poor, starving boy. I’ll be there in 5 minutes.

Damn that man!
The ride back to the hospital couldn’t go fast enough since it was already awkward, and that was before I was blushing wildly and my panties were damp from the images Jack had put in my head. I stayed super quiet, not wanting to do anything to make Declan think the visible signs of arousal were due to him.

When the car pulled up in front of the hospital, I practically leapt from the vehicle. Unfortunately, Declan followed behind me and insisted on walking me back inside. And my bad luck turned worse as I caught sight of Jack through the glass doors. He didn’t give us a chance to make it inside before he stormed through the doors to meet me on the sidewalk and stake his claim.

“Ellie,” he growled, his mouth crashing down on mine in a kiss which screamed possessiveness. When he lifted his head, my knees were weak and I was holding on to his arms for dear life.

Declan cleared his throat, drawing my attention to him, right along with Jack’s.

“Dr. Jack Halston,” he announced, holding his hand out to shake Declan’s. “Ellie’s fiancé.”

Say what now?
Had I completely missed his proposal at some point this week?

Declan’s gaze dropped to my ringless finger before he chuckled softly. “Dr. Declan McGowan from Children’s Minneapolis. I was in town trying to tempt Ellison into joining our team. Considering how things went down last year, I figured a little bit of wooing was in order.”

Jack’s jaw twitched and he practically growled out his response. “Thanks for treating my girl to lunch, but I’ve got her from here.” I shivered at the hint of sensual threat in his words. I had a feeling he was going to make me pay for not talking to him about the job offer soon.

A
s a doctor, I understand the results of physical violence more than most, but this guy was going to find himself well acquainted with my fist if he didn’t get the fuck out of there, fast.

I slipped my arm around Ellison and squeezed her waist, gluing her to my side. Declan (the pussy) was smiling like a cocky son of a bitch, and I glared while Ellison said goodbye and promised to call him. My fingers dug in a little harder, a reflex at the thought of her leaving me and conveying my irritation with her.

She extended her hand and I repressed the need to snatch it back, not wanting even the smallest touch of their skin. Declan finally turned to leave and I kept Ellison beside me as I walked back through the sliding glass doors into the hospital lobby.

“Hey, Dr. Halston, Dr. Reed,” greeted a nurse in pink scrubs behind the registration desk. I jerked my chin in response and Ellison gave a weak wave with her free hand. Keeping steady on my path, I headed straight for my office, basically ignoring everyone on the way. Once we reached it, I guided her inside before turning and slamming the door shut. I took a second to calm myself, then turned to face her.

“Care to explain why you’re keeping secrets from me and allowing other men to take you out?” I stalked over to her, forcing her to back up, but she only had a few inches before she was pinned between me and the desk. “And, let’s be clear about one thing, there is no fucking way you are taking another job and moving away from me. You are mine, Ellison. Or haven’t I made that quite obvious by keeping you in my bed every night and doing my damnedest to plant my kid in you?”

Ellison’s eyes narrowed and she frowned at me before making an effort to push me away. She might as well be trying to move a block of stone. I wasn’t going anywhere until she understood the situation.

“Listen, you big, overbearing caveman,” she growled, “you don’t make my decisions for me!”

I leaned in until our faces were a breath away. “I think we both know I don’t need to. You know you’re mine, baby.” I grabbed hold of her ass and tugged her body flush against mine. “Or you wouldn’t let my bare cock into your honeyed pussy.” Lifting her up, I pressed the bulge in my pants into the cradle of her thighs. “Maybe you need a reminder,” I rumbled before slamming my mouth down on hers.

“Dr. Reed,” a disembodied voice called over the PA system. “You’re needed in pediatrics.” Fuck! I let her down, making sure she felt the slide of our bodies the whole way.

The page was repeated and I stepped back, giving her room to get around me and leave the office. She shook her head, evidently trying to clear away the thick haze of lust around us. She didn’t make eye contact as she headed for the door, so I grabbed her arm forcing her to stop and turn back to me.

“I’ll be continuing with my reminder later.” Then I planted a quick kiss on her swollen lips and released her.

She pivoted and stepped over the threshold, muttering, “We’ll see,” and throwing my own words back at me. A grin stole over my face and I shook my head. I fucking loved that woman.

It turned out Ellison had to go into an emergency surgery and I had a scheduled case an hour after she was paged. However, I was still done before her and I hovered around her scrub room, lying in wait, ready to pounce. She finished up and I stayed out of sight until she’d washed and changed back into her street clothes and white lab coat.

I was lounging several feet down the hall and when she saw me, she hesitated for a moment, then lifted her chin stubbornly and continued toward me. It was fucking hot when she got riled and I was about to fan the flame. The thought had my already hard cock fighting like mad to be released and bury itself into her hot, wet pussy.

She began to walk past me without comment. It was adorable how she thought she’d get away with it. I placed a hand between her shoulder blades, the other twisting the knob on the nearest door. Firmly, I steered her through the opening. I shut the door and looked around, realizing we were in a storage closet. I mentally shrugged. It would do.

Ellison was glowering at me, her arms folded across her chest, lifting her breasts, and a hip cocked out.

“Can I help you, Dr. Halston?” she gritted through her teeth. Backing her into the wall, I pressed against her.

“You can scream, Dr. Halston, when I make you come so hard you see fucking stars.”

She tried to stifle it, but I heard her little gasp and glanced down to see her nipples hardened into mouthwatering peaks.

“I think you need a cold shower and a craniotomy to remove some of your ego and the Neanderthal inside you,” she said with a dismissive air, trying and failing to hide how turned on she was.

“You know you love my cocky caveman.” I grinned with smug confidence. “And his big cock.”

Before she could protest any further, I gave in to my desperation to claim her, taking her lips in an aggressive kiss. I wanted to overwhelm
her
, but in all reality, love, need, and passion crashed over
me,
too.

Her blouse had buttons down the front and it was easily ripped open, the buttons flying out and pinging off of the shelves. I shoved down the cups of her sexy, pink, lace bra. Her tits spilled out, but were held up by the underwire. It was as though they were being offered up to me, and I took full advantage, sucking on them like they were my favorite candy. They weren’t far off anyway.

Ellison moaned, thrusting her tits forward, her hands going to my hair, gripping it to keep me close. Yeah, there was no need, I wasn’t going fucking anywhere until I’d accomplished my goal. My mouth still lavishing her tits with attention, I palmed her ass and lifted her so her legs immediately circled my waist. The feeling of her thighs clamping hard almost made me spill right then, but I held back, not wanting to come until I was deep inside her and my boys had a chance to swim their little asses right to her eggs. If I hadn’t done so already, this time, I was going to get her good and pregnant.

I dropped her to the ground and flipped positions so I was the one leaning on the wall. My mouth returned to hers and I used my foot to feel around, until it hit something hard. Tearing my mouth away, my hands twisted and plucked at her nipples, while I looked to see and found a large, empty crate on my left. I let Ellison go for a minute to grab a stack of towels and drop them onto the top of the crate. I lowered my zipper and freed my cock. It was so hard, I hissed in pain when the fabric caught. Turning her around, I cupped her tits, massaging them before dragging my hands down to lift the hem of her skirt (thank fuck she wore one that day) and tuck it into her waistband. Then I returned one palm to a big, round tit, the other sliding through her wetness.

“I love how wet you get for me, baby. Fucking drenched.”

“Oh, Jack,” she moaned.

I carefully descended down to the top of the crate, both arms curling around so they were each on an inner thigh. My legs extended between her legs and I put pressure on them to widen her stance. When she was right where I wanted her, I was staring at the most perfect ass I’d ever seen and eyed the tiny string holding her thong together. It was easy to snap before I used a gentle palm on her back to bend her slightly forward, baring her pink, pussy to me. Her clit was swollen and begging, so I appeased it by sucking it into my mouth.

“Oh, fuck!” Ellie screamed. I knew I should cover her mouth or do something to keep her quiet, but it was the least of my worries. And, I got off on her loud exclamations of pleasure. Licking from top to bottom, I added a finger to mimic what my cock was going to be doing to her soon.

“Mmmmm. I need a honey snack,” I purred. “My snack only, right, Ellie?” I asked with a little more force. When she didn’t answer right away, I pinched her clit while my tongue plunged inside her.

“Yes!” she cried out.

“Good girl. Who owns this pussy, baby?”

“You,” she panted. I wanted to ask her if she loved me but I chickened out and brought her to a screaming orgasm instead.

Gripping her hips, I widened my own legs to keep her open as I guided her down enough to line my cock up and then slammed her down onto it. We both gasped at the feel of being joined together so intimately. With her position keeping her wide, I bent my knees and they came up enough so she could lean forward and rest against them. It bared her spectacular ass again and the flesh begged to be spanked. A sharp crack rang through the sound of our panting and otherwise quiet closet.

Ellie jerked and it seated me even deeper.

“Oh, fuck yes, baby!” I cried out.

I wrapped my fingers around the edges of the crate, and used the pressure of my feet on the floor for leverage, and began to thrust up hard enough to bounce her body and make it slam back down each time. Ellie sat up straight and squeezed the fuck out of my dick every time she landed.

“Yes, yes, yes,” she chanted, adding a “harder, Jack!” in there for good measure.

I put every bit of my strength into fucking her. When I felt the telling clenching of her walls, I kept a tight grip on her body, her back tight against my front, and pushed to my feet. Turning, I growled, “Grab the shelf, baby. Don’t let go.”

Once her hands were secure, I wrapped her legs backwards around my hips, then drove into her, gaining speed every time she cried out until I was fucking her with frenzy. I had no rhythm, no finesse, it was raw, animalistic fucking.

She screamed my name as her body shuddered, her pussy strangling my cock, sucking it in as I thrust three more times before exploding. I pushed against her and with her legs so high up, I was in a good position to seal our groins together, holding myself inside so it would be as deep as possible as I shot my load and kept any from leaking out.

Finally, we both lost the strength to hold our position and I slipped out of her, letting her feet down as I did. She mewled in protest and mentally, my chest swelled with pride at satisfying my woman. I held her against me, leaning my head so my mouth was at her ear.

“Was that a sufficient reminder, Ellie?” My hands slid down her soft skin to splay over her belly. “This time, I know I gave you my baby. You are mine Ellie, you and our babies.”