Page 17 of A Man of Prestige

Sebastian and Conner give me knowing looks. If Vivienne and Alexis weren’t present, then I would be getting grilled about this.

“I’ve gotta run. I have a lot of work to do today,” I state as I turn to leave. I stop at the door realizing we haven’t finished game-planning. “Do we have a plan for how we are going to finish figuring out who is involved?”

Vivienne nods. “I’ll keep digging for now, and so will Alexis. If you all could maybe discreetly ask around the other council members. Feel them out to see if they might know anything.”

I shrug. “Shit,” I say, running my hand through my hair. “That’s gonna be tough. The three of us should discuss what we want to ask and how and who,” I add, looking from Conner to Sebastian.

“We’ll talk later,” Conner says with a slight smirk. Asshole. I know he wants to talk about Ella.

I nod and leave. It doesn’t take me long to get to my work. I make my way to the room. I know it’s empty because this ward was just shut down for renovations, only some materials are delayed, so construction doesn’t start for two more weeks.

When I get to the exam room, I peek inside and see her sitting on the exam table. I close the door behind me as a rush of memories floods my mind. We once had sex in an exam room. It was hot as fuck. And we nearly got caught by an attending physician.

I can tell that she remembers too when our eyes meet and she blushes, her hand gripping the edge of the exam table just above where the stirrups pull out.

She clears her throat, seemingly trying to get her wits about her. “I ran some additional tests,” she says quietly. I stop in front of her and she gazes up at me. I can see the worry in her eyes, and I want to do something to stop it. My desire to protect her is as strong as ever. It never waned. I kept tabs on her from afar, but as with most military assignments, I didn’t always know where she was. And I honestly was surprised when she ended back up in D.C. I would have found out eventually but seeing her again at the conference unleashed all the feelings that I had locked away for so long. And now, the floodgates have been fully opened.

“What tests are those?” I ask as I step in between her legs.

She swallows and looks down at my tented pants. I don’t even try to hide it. She bites her lower lip before speaking again. “The sample you gave me…it’s a version of the sedative drug that Admiral Blake has contracted Confervo and Halfagher to work on. I think it’s why they want to merge. If they are one company, then it makes things easier. It’s a drug that can be delivered through a microneedle system. I think this drug is being used for a lot more than just drugging some girls.”

She looks up at me to see my reaction.

“What do you mean, exactly?”

“Hear me out. Admiral Blake somehow got his brother, the CEO of Halfagher, a military contract to work on a special sedative that essentially sedates certain parts of your brain but allows you to do normal daily functions. Basically, you could do your job without thinking about your traumas or feelings. You are essentially like a puppet. You have no feelings, no reactions to things, you just do things. They even have been testing one that blocks pain as well. So, what if they were already using this drug, and this is just another mechanism to make money off it.”

“Vivienne already thinks Adam and Vance are involved,” I state.

She nods. “Vivienne is right. They have to be. I want to help. I’ll go down with the ship if this ever is revealed. I’ve been doing all the lab work for the admiral. I need to help. I have to undo what I’ve done.”

I cup her cheek. “It’s not your fault, Ells. You didn’t know.”

Her eyes glisten a little, but she pulls herself together. “I know. But I want to help.”

“OK, my star. You can help, just know you’re risking your life to do it. And if I’m being honest, I’m not sure I want your life risked, not for this or for anything else.”

She relaxes her head against my hand as I bring my thumb up to rub her bottom lip. “I can protect myself, Aid.”

I lean down and plant a kiss on her lips. “I know you can. But that doesn’t mean I like it. Things are going to get…turbulent…and I need to focus. I don’t want you caught in the crosshairs.”

“I can protect myself,” she says again.

Her hands dig into the exam table as I run my thumb over her top lip. I don’t know if I need the connection or to help alleviate my stress, but right now, I want to fuck her on this exam table.

“Pants off, Commander,” I say with a smirk.

Her gaze flies up to meet mine. I motion to her pants. I can see her weighing her options. Will she stay or will she go? It’s a pivotal moment, but I think she needs it as much as I do.

Slowly, she stands, unbuttons her pants, pushing them and her panties down. She removes her socks and shoes. And then unbuttons her top, taking it and her bra off and placing all her clothes on the chair in the corner. She stands completely naked before me, like some sort of goddess.

I know she knows what I’m thinking. She smirks as she opens a drawer. I’m surprised they haven’t cleared out the rooms yet, but I guess that process got delayed too because inside it are hospital gowns. She puts one on, tying it in the front, and lies down on the exam table.

“Good girl,” I whisper as I lean down and pull the stirrups out of the table. I push them as far out as they can go. “Feet up, Miss Garcia. I’ll need to examine you.”

She rolls her eyes but complies with me. The hospital gown falls away, so I grab a paper blanket from a drawer and place it over her thighs, while I take a seat in the small circular rolling stool and wheel myself in between her legs. Her pretty pussy is on full display for me.

“Miss Garcia,” I tsk. “I do believe you’re wet.” I run a single finger up and down her slit and she whimpers. “I’ll have to do an internal exam. Let your legs fall open for me.”

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