Page 13 of Room One Hundred and Nineteen: Watching Her

I nodded because I didn’t trust myself.

Go in there with him! Help him out!the slutty little devil on my shoulder goaded while the angel on the other stayed mute.

“Fuck, baby.” He licked his lips. “Lift your top for me,” he ordered.

It felt like I was under a spell.

Hypnotized to follow his every demand, I did as he asked. His groan created sweat at the back of my neck, ignoring the fact this was the first time I’d semi flashed anyone in a long time.

“Shit! Look at that fucking cleavage,” he growled, his nose flared. “Jesus Christ,” he hissed, tightening his hand around his cock. “What I wouldn’t give to fuck those tits of yours.”

“Josh,” I whispered.What I wouldn’t give to fuck those tits of yours.His words replayed in my head. I’d give anything to try that! I added that to my growing list of things I’d want to try out one day. Tit fucking. I’d have to look it up to see how it worked logistically.

“One day.” His eyes caught mine, and for a moment, I wondered if he could read what I was thinking. If I was thattransparent. There was truth in his words.One day.It was a promise, not just dirty words slipping past his lips. “You have any idea how long I’ve wanted this?” he rasped. It felt like my knees were about to give out one me. He’d want this? Maybe Rick hadn’t been lying to me? Maybe they did want me, too?

“Your eyes on me. Watching me. Looking at me like you are. Like you want my dick in your mouth more than you want to breathe. Fuck,” he clipped hoarsely. “You like this, don’t you? You like watching me.” His breath came out jagged when I nodded, unable to get myself to walk away or lie.

“Spit on it,” he mumbled. “Fucking shit, baby girl.“ His jaw clenched. “Spit on my cock right now. Please,” he pleaded. His head tipped back, and his chest rose and fell. “Make me wet. Wet it for me, Elena.” Josh sounded like he was almost in pain. Those icy blue eyes were focused on me, silently begging for me. I had no idea why I did what he wanted, but I did.

I leaned forward, still keeping some distance from getting too close and stepping into the shower along with him. I was leaning close enough to feel the soft ricochet of the warm steam from his shower, and I spit. Twice. My saliva dropped onto his length. When my eyes caught his, I wiped my lips with the back of my hand. The sound he made was half-animalistic, half-tortured. It made my nipples tighten further beneath my white plain bra. I watched him rub it all along the length of him.

“Watch me,” he demanded. “You see how you got me. So fucking hot. All damn day. Every day we work together, Elena.” His jaw strained almost painfully. “We don’t even have to work together.” Everything inside me felt like it was suddenly hotter than molten lava. “Just thinking about you gets me like this.”

“Josh,” I whispered.

“Fuck, I’m close,” he warned, and my eyes widened as I took in the intense taut way his face contorted tightly a beat before he growled once again, roaring my name way too loudly as hecame. His release streamed out ribbon after ribbon, dripping to the tiled floor, only to be washed away by the shower water.

“Jesus Christ, El.” I swallowed. Josh ate me up with his stare as it roved up and down my body. My scrub top was still above my bra, showing him the swell of my breasts and belly button. Josh turned to take care of the water that was still running, and something inside me felt like it woke up.

Like being snapped out of whatever spell I’d been under, it felt like a bucket of ice water was emptied over me. Reality slammed into me. What had just happened. What I’d done. What I had walked in on and watched. Not just from afar, but up close in a front row seat. What I interrupted and had even helped with.

Reality was a bitch, and I was mortified.

And seriously turned on.

I’d been married, but even having been married, that moment with Josh and the kiss with Rick blew anything else out of the water. Each had been leaps and bounds better than I’d ever had.

“Ohmygod!” I whispered under my breath.

Before Josh had turned the water off, with his back still to me, I turned and ran. First, I’d kissed Rick, and now I’d not only watched Josh jerk off but had helped him. Embarrassment and something else, something that felt like pride mixed with excitement, crept in.

But mortification and fear won.

I ran out, ignoring everyone I’d possibly pass. I hurried out of the emergency room area and straight to the daycare. I’d figure out my car in the morning. Grabbing my phone from my pocket, I called an Uber.

I was a mom.

I had twins who counted on me.

I didn’t have time to date. I couldn’t even go on a blind date, much less date three doctors I worked with! If it went to hell like most of my relationships did? I would not only be putting my heart on the line, but my job, too. It was bad enough that I lived paycheck to paycheck. I couldn’t afford to put my livelihood on the line. No matter how hot the doctors were or what they made me feel!

What the hell was I thinking?!

5

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Three days.

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