Page 10 of Keeping Her Under (Deranged Highway, #1)

Ten

Asher hasn’t found any dirt on Ryan.

The weekend’s up.

The clock is ticking.

If I don’t come up with something to get him out of the way on Tuesday night, I’m going to lose my license. Because I’m sure as hell not going to stay away from my girl.

Not now that I know she’s mine.

She needs me. Wants me.

I’ve seen how she lies so beautifully for me on the teddy cam. How she shifts in her sleep, rubbing her legs together as I touch myself. Even with our distance, her soul knows mine, and she’s so damn desperate for me to fuck her.

Claim her.

For who else will take care of all her needs?

The world has tossed her aside and left her to get trampled by the hooves of the uncaring. But not me. Never me.

Picking up the dark-blue lacy thong I have just finished sewing for her –having not been impressed with the options available for her size– I spread it wide in front of me. The thought of her wearing it in just two more days is making me hard.

Grabbing the matching bra sitting on the kitchen table, beside the sewing machine, I bring it to my face. As I suck it into my mouth, I rub the thong across my dick, thinking about all the things I want to do to her.

I’ll start by dressing her up in this lingerie.

Then I will climb into bed with her and suck on her tits while I rub my cock between her thighs, not going in, just brushing up against her pussy, watching as her peeking lips stroke the length of my cock.

Then I’ll fuck her big titties nice and slow until I come all over her face before burying my head between her thighs so I can taste her before I fill her.

Maybe I’ll even take her ass.

I start to pant as my cock hardens against the dark-blue lace in my hand.

Opening up the thong, I thread it onto my cock, pushing through the slit I made in the bottom.

I groan, thinking about sinking into her.

She has an endotracheal tube down her throat at the moment, so I unfortunately won’t be able to slide my pussy-soaked cock into her mouth, but I could fuck her ass.

Then clean myself up and start all over.

Maybe I’ll even bring a toy so I can DP her on my own.

Groaning, I settle back in the chair and spread my legs.

Moving my hand slowly, I jerk myself off as I imagine her spread before me.

The lacy thong drags at my skin. I bite her bra, wishing like hell she was sitting on top of me, grinding her beautiful body against mine as she rides me until she comes.

I wonder if she’s a screamer.

Panting with her bra stuffed in my mouth, I lean forward to fondle my balls. I trace a finger against the rim of my tight ass. Then I spread my legs even wider, imagining her head down there. Fuck.

How deep can she suck a cock?

Will I hit the back of her throat, or will she gag first?

Dentists can always tell when someone’s given a man oral; his cock leaves an impression on the roof of their mouth. My balls tighten at the thought of leaving my mark on her, of fucking her throat so hard, everyone will be able to know.

Sagging forward, I release my balls and grab her bra out of my mouth. I smother my face with it as I think about burying my head between her thighs. The wet saliva on the lace makes my pulse quicken.

I suck on the fabric again, wishing it was her breast. Groaning, I stroke myself faster and faster, feeling my release building up in my balls.

Lowering her bra around the end of my dick, on top of her thong, I come hard. My back arches as my eyes close. I fondle my balls again as I shoot out thick, hot loads, wishing like hell it was Summer’s hand that was touching me.

Fuck.

Rubbing her bra across the end of my dick, I clean up the last dribbles of cum. Then I look at the large streaks of it against the dark-blue. I want to sneak into the hospital and put these two things on her so I can go about my day knowing she has my cum flush against her skin.

I have never jerked myself off with a woman’s undergarments before today, but this overwhelming need to sink into her is fucking with my control.

It’s turning me feral, and I’m sure there is some bullshit science to it, something in some medical paper to explain why I seem to have lost my fucking mind – her hormones messing with mine, the scent of her being my perfect match, or whatever.

All I know is that I will risk everything to have her.

Picking my phone up off the table, I click on the teddy bear app.

“You’ll never be alone again,” I murmur, stroking her face on my screen. A ghost of a smile lightens her face, and my breath catches at the sight of it. I want to be there with her. I want to bury my face in her sweet pussy until she’s wet enough to drown me.

Soon.

So fucking soon.

On Monday morning, I drive to the hospital.

Her body is on my screen again, and as I park, I force myself to leave the app.

I don’t close it though – I don’t leave her.

I just hide it from the main screen as I head into work.

As I take the elevator up to the surgery rooms, my thoughts race on how I can see her without being caught.

The ICU is staffed at night – not as much during the day, but there’s still one nurse for every one to two patients, a respiratory therapist, secretary, aide, and a doctor or nurse practitioner available as needed.

I won’t be able to sneak past them all. Then Nurse Ryan will be popping in every hour or so to take care of her.

I never wanted to be a nurse; my ambition was too high, my desire to play God too strong, but right now I wish I was hers.

Nurses are alone with their patients every hour or so for fifteen, sometimes thirty minutes at a time. I could do what I wanted to her then with no one being the wiser. Not unless I got her pregnant.

My jaw tightens at the thought of Ryan doing such things to her. Of his hands lingering on her. His fingers cupping her breasts and pinching her nipples. Then going lower to finger her pussy and ass. He could taste her all shift long – twelve hours of fucking bliss.

The urge to break his neck courses through me, but I keep my face free of any anger and jealousy as I pass a few members of staff.

Making my way into the changing room, I don my scrubs, then prep my station in the surgery room.

I need to focus on my work, just get through the day.

Make sure there’s no reason for anyone to suspect me if someone notices she’s been thoroughly fucked.

Because I will fuck her.

I’ll figure it out…

Somehow…

Because she needs me with her.

Wants me.

And I will not deny my girl.