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Cade stood watching me, his eyes roaming over my face like it was the very first time he had seen me.

“You ok?” I asked, hiding the giggle as I watched his eyes dart over every part of me.

He seemed shocked to see me, or maybe tonight I looked different. I didn’t feel any different. I was still tired, although not as much as usual. But seeing him there waiting for me at the end of my shift chased away thoughts of tiredness and brought about all the others I shouldn’t be thinking about at work.

“Yeah. Yeah.” He said eventually, his voice low, that deep purr he did already awakening my insides.

Insides that still ached and bristled at every thought of him.

“Shall we go through?” I pointed my thumb over my shoulder.

“Hmmm. Yes.” Cade answered, distracted, but he followed all the same.

Kinobi sat at the cage door when we walked in, standing up when she saw Cade, her tail wagging enthusiastically.

“How’s she doing?” he asked.

“Great. I think we need to think about getting her home. Reckon Demon would be ready to take her?”

Cade turned and looked at me, cocking his head to one side inquisitively, and then the look fading.

“He’s pretty beat up. And still not mobile.”

“She can’t be walked yet, anyway. She’s a long way off from that. And Demon has a girlfriend, doesn’t he?”

“Yeah, Ciara.”

“Then she’ll only need to let Kinobi out for the toilet. I think she’ll recover better now at home.”

“If you think so. I’ll make it happen.”

Cade walked towards the dog, offering out his hand. She pushed her nose to him, but then suddenly recoiled, her tail stopping, held still in the air mid wag.

“What’s wrong with her?” he asked me, confusion on his face.

“I dunno.” I really didn’t. I’d never seen Kinobi react that way to him. If I hadn’t known she belonged to Demon, I would have thought she was Cade’s dog.

Cade retreated, his face almost fearful, but as he moved back towards me, I caught the smell on his bike leathers.

“Wait. Where’ve you been?” I asked.

Green eyes stared at me, his eyebrows pulling together, confusion and annoyance across his face. I don’t think I’d ever seen him look annoyed before. Sometimes his face held a darkness I couldn’t fathom, but never angry.

“Nowhere. Why?” he answered a little too abruptly.

“You smell of smoke.”

“Oh. Oh…” he turned to look at Kinobi again. “I was burning some rubbish at the garage last night.”

“You smell different. It must have startled her. Dogs have a powerful sense of smell. But I’m sure you know that.”

Cade glanced over his shoulder, looking back at the dog who watched him from her kennel.

“Yeah. And so do you, it seems.” His voice was low. A mutter.

“I notice things. It’s part of the job to be observant, notice the little things that these animals can’t tell me.”

“You love this job, don’t you?”

Cade’s eyes searched mine. The hint of darkness was back, but this time it was different. It was deeper now, more raw, more unstable.

I nodded, my throat swelling, making it difficult to swallow or think about the next words, but eventually I put some together.

“I do. Could do with a break sometimes, though. It’s always so full on.”

“So, take one. Take a break.”

“You know that’s not so easy. If Stu would pull his weight, that would help.” Cade cocked his head, as if he wasn’t quite following the conversation. “You know, taking the emergency shifts. I get one or two nights off from it a week and then it’s all down to me. Sometimes I wonder whether I’ll make a mistake because I’m always so tired.”

“What about days off?”

I shook my head.

“If I ever get a day off, I can rely on Stu either dropping me in it and I have to pick up his shift or I’m on duty to look after whatever patients we have in at the surgery.”

“Man sounds like a right knob,” Cade grumbled, and I couldn’t help smiling at his response. “So, when you eventually get a day off, what do you do for fun?”

“Sleep. That’s about it, really. I’m too exhausted to do anything most of the time.”

“I don’t really sleep much. Life goes by too quick when you’re asleep.”

“Is that why you never stay the full night?” I asked. “Because you don’t like to sleep?”

Cade looked thoughtful, his head tipped slightly to the side as he looked at me.

“Yeah. I guess,” his eyes focused on mine, staring intently. “Too much to do. Does it bother you I don’t stay over?” A hint of a smile pulled at his lips, something playing out behind those eyes.

“Sometimes. My bed just feels a bit empty after… you know….”

“After we have sex?”

“Yeah. I just feel like you rush away afterwards.”

Cade moved towards me, a couple of long meaningful strides, until he could reach out and scoop an arm around my waist. And then he tugged roughly, yanking me into him.

“Ok, well, what do you say I don’t rush away tonight?”

“Yeah, that would be good.” I felt the smile spread across my face, too.

Cade reached up with the other hand, pulling the bobble free from my ponytail and watching as my hair fell from it, some falling across my face and the rest down my back. He swiped at the hair that fell around my cheeks, pushing it back behind my ear, his fingers lingering, draping down my neck.

“You’re stunning, Alice,” he whispered, dragging his fingers across my cheekbone like he was joining up the dots of my freckles. “And fascinating.” He swiped over my lips, and I breathed out, feeling my lips part under his fingers. “Such a good girl, aren’t you? Parting those lips for me.”

“Cade?” I asked, the starkness of those words, the tone of his voice, both not something I heard from him before.

The arm wrapped around my waist, pulled away, as did my blond biker, stepping backwards to take another look at me.

“Take that off,” he instructed, plucking at the white coat I wore over my scrubs.

“What?”

“You heard me, kitten. Take this off.”

I opened my mouth to complain, but he was already reaching for it, pushing it off my shoulders and then suddenly I was complying, shrugging out of it as he peeled it off me. Cade made a funny noise, something gently guttural coming from his chest, like a deep purr.

“And the rest.”

“What? Here?”

“Yes, babe. Right here. I want you naked right now.”

“Cade, no. What if someone sees us?”

“Who is going to see us, kitten? You’re the last one here.”

“Well, the patients…” I waved my hand toward the cages. “I told you last night not in front of the patients….”

But I didn’t get to finish the sentence as his lips crashed into mine, grabbing and pulling, silencing me with sudden ferocity. My insides reached boiling point instantly, just as if he’d left me simmering for him not even twenty-four hours ago. Cade moved as he kissed me and I could feel him shrugging out of his leather jacket, exposing his muscled arms in the white t-shirt he always wore. The smell of stale smoke drifted around us as the jacket moved until it dropped to the floor with a clunk.

“Your turn again,” he spoke against my lips, his hands moving under my green top, pushing it up and once again I complied, the command in his voice sending my insides to mush.

Wriggling, I let him peel the green top over my head. He stopped, stepping back again, his eyes roaming all over my chest.

“Fuck…” he exhaled. “Fuck, you’re beautiful.”

“Cade.” I wasn’t sure what that was supposed to be. The words sounded so pathetic.

“I want to see the rest of you, kitten.”

“What?”

“Trousers. Take them off.”

I wanted to say no. That I was at work. That this wasn’t appropriate. But my pussy clenched and ached, heat filling me. All at his words. At this sudden onslaught of dominance. A dominance I shouldn’t like, but I did.

“Now. Kitten. Don’t make me rip them off you.”

Again, I opened my mouth to complain, but it hung open wordlessly. Cade stepped forward, reaching out for me.

“No. No. I’ll do it,” I squeaked pitifully.

I slid the green fabric down my legs, stepping out of them and nudging them to the side.

“Nice,” he rumbled in his chest, like he was seeing me naked for the very first time.

And now he did approach, hooking me around the waist again and pulling me into him, my naked flesh against his cold leather. Then he took my hand and pushed it into his crotch.

“See what you do to me, babe,” he whispered in my ear. His other hand moved down my stomach, stroking over the cotton covering my mound, dipping in between my legs until I sat in his palm. “And I see what I do to you.”

His hand moved back and forwards over the top of my knickers, rubbing over me, threatening to set me alight just with his touch. I wanted to throw my head back, to ride his hand till I came. But I was at work, and the eyes in the cages behind Cade were staring at me. I was sure of it.

“They’re watching us,” I breathed in erratic rhythm.

“They’re animals. They won’t be judging.”

“But….”

“Shush, kitten. Just concentrate on me. And what I’m going to do to you.”

Cade’s lips sucked at my neck, nipping and then kissing, lapping at my skin, his free hand moving over my bra, kneading at my breast. A massage, a little squeeze, the dig of fingers until I was gasping at his attack. His head dipped lower, lips and tongue trailing down my skin, moving lower and lower. His arms scooped behind me, the bra flicking free in one deft movement, and I felt his lips pull into a smile against my chest, pleased with his efforts. I slipped my arms from the straps when he coaxed, letting the bra fall to the floor. And now I stood almost entirely naked in the place I worked.

The hand over my knickers moved differently, moving from where it stroked my pussy over the drenched cotton, his fingers sinking into the waistband and guiding them down my legs. His hand replaced where the fabric had been, teasing against my entrance, making me gasp loudly. He traced my folds, dipping and testing and building up the wetness on his finger ends. But instead of inserting them, he pulled them away again, lifting his head from my chest and looking me in the eye. Then he put his fingers to his lips, sucking them into his mouth.

“Beautiful,” he purred. “You taste fucking beautiful.”

Then he dipped his hand between us and thrust his fingers inside me. I shouted out, hearing the scrabbling in the cages behind me as I frightened the animals, Kinobi growling.

“Please, Cade,” I begged, as his fingers pumped inside me. “Please. Not in here. Anywhere else but here.”

Cade pushed inside me harder.

“Ok. But I’m fucking you right now. So, choose where it’s going to happen, Alice.”

“Next door. Let’s go next door,” I panted, barely able to stop myself from getting lost in the thrusts of Cade’s fingers.

He stopped, pulling them from me, and I had to close my eyes to regain my composure.

I took hold of the same hand, dropped to my haunches to snatch the green scrubs and the bra that had fallen at my feet, and then led him out of the room and down the corridor to the operating theatre at the end of the building.

The light lit up the room brightly, the steel table in the middle of the room cleaned ready for the next day’s surgeries. Cade glanced around, scanning the room, even though he’d seen it countless times before.

“Perfect,” he whispered to no one in particular.

Then, grabbing my arm, he spun me around, so I was facing away from him.

“Hands on the table, kitten.”

“What?”

But his hand was already round the back of my neck, pushing my head down, his other on my hips guiding me back towards him. His fingers found me again, pushing straight inside me without warning, my body jolting upwards. And then he pumped hard in and out, making noises that seemed to echo around the surgically sterile operating room.

I moaned, clenching around him, his other hand releasing the grip on my neck and looping around for his fingers to find my nipple and roll it between them. I shouted again, louder than in the room of cages, my body shaking. Oh God.

“You going to come for me, Alice?” he breathed the words in my ear.

“Yes.”

“Then fucking do it, babe.”

Cade swirled his thumb over my clit, and I bucked my hips into his hand, the motion sending a shivering, jolting sensation through me.

“That’s it,” he coaxed, his fingers working me like nothing I’d felt before, his breath on my neck.

“Fuck!” I cried.

And then he stopped, everything suddenly still, apart from my insides that pulsed around his fingers.

“So beautiful,” his words wisped over the back of my neck. “Now taste yourself.” He pulled his fingers out of me.

“Cade…I…”

“Do it.” His voice growled, and I didn’t know whether it was because he’d brought me to the very brink of an orgasm, or it was the unwavering command. So, I parted my lips and let him reach round and insert his fingers into my mouth.

“Good girl, now suck it all off.”

I swirled my tongue over the ends, tasting the slight tanginess pulling against him.

“Fuck,” he groaned. “Fuck.”

Behind me I felt the brush of knuckles and heard the whizz of a zip. Cold leather touched the back of my thighs, and my body jumped forward, my mouth sinking further onto Cade’s fingers. A leather clad knee nudged at my legs, moving them further apart. And then I felt him against me, the head of his cock hard and warm.

“I want to take you bare, kitten.” His words brushed my ear. “Will you let me?”

I nodded. I would have let him do anything. Absolutely anything.

“I’m gonna need to hear you say it, babe.”

“Yes, Cade. Just do it.” I pulled my mouth away from his fingers.

“Good girl.”

His knuckles moved against the flesh of my thighs, lining himself up, and then slowly he pushed inside me, my inner flesh screaming, doing all it could to keep him out. But there was no reprieve, and inch by hot inch, he filled me. For a moment he stayed still, his fingers crooked in my mouth, bending me over the steel operating table. And then agonisingly slowly he circled his hips, hitting every supercharged nerve deep inside me. My body shook around him, the muscles in my legs spasming. He pulled his fingers from my mouth, wrapping them round my throat, bringing his face into the side of me, slowing his hips.

“Oh no little kitten. Not just yet. I want to see how much you can take till you beg me to release you.”

My pussy clenched at his words. At this wonderful dirty version of Cade, I’d never met before.

“Do you understand?” he asked.

“Yes.” I choked the words out, his grip on my throat tightening just a little.