Page 25 of Rival Hearts

“You sound so pretty when you moan for me,” Riley growled.

Since it was only the two of them, Jett moaned louder, unable to control herself and her voice until everything became so much that she couldn’t make a single sound.

“You’re shaking, sweetheart,” Riley said to her, but she didn’t slow down. Instead, she kept the same pace and Jett felt her whole body jolting with the vigor with which Riley was fucking her. Jett closed her eyes as she felt the beautiful pressure of Riley’s thumb on her clitoris.

“Oh… my… god…” Jett called out. “I…uh… I think… I’m going to…” Jett didn’t even get the whole sentence out before her orgasm exploded and tore through every inch of her body.

“Come for me, baby, that’s it. Squirt for me…” Riley growled.

She felt the gush of her own pleasure flooding out of her, once, twice, thrice in time with Riley’s thrusts.

“Good girl…. good girl, baby.”

For one thing, she had never felt so out of control sexually. For another thing, it had never ever felt this good.

7

RILEY

It had been over a week since that incredible night at Jett’s house, but that was not the last the two saw of one another. It seemed like Jett was constantly at the Emergency Room, giving Riley smiles and knowing looks that Riley couldn’t help but return.

Even though they hadn’t had a chance to be alone with one another since that night because of the way their shifts had fallen and other commitments, Riley knew that her initial desire to keep what they had a one-time thing was foolish. They seemed drawn to one another. There was something between her and Jett that was more than just sexual chemistry.

Even in the Emergency Room when Riley’s often impulsive and unusual approaches to medicine left Jett raising her eyebrows, the two had managed to find a rhythm. Riley knew that sometimes she focused on the big problem first and left smaller issues for later, but in medicine that wasn’t always the best practice.

Jett’s preference for a methodical approach to medicine balanced Riley’s own boldness, and she found herself stepping back a few times to listen to the paramedic, and vice versa. The two realized their own and one another’s strengths and weaknesses and it made them into an incredible team.

The other hospital staff had noticed, too, often pushing Riley into the room when Jett brought in a patient. Even Dr. Everett let Riley take on more complex cases when Jett was delivering them.

Today, however, was slightly different. Jett was putting pressure on the wounds while Riley came into the trauma bay to be faced with a woman who was unconscious with multiple stab wounds. There was blood everywhere.

“You have to go straight into surgery,” Jett said, her voice full of alarm, surprising Riley. “Her odds are practically nonexistent, but if she has a chance, it’s with you holding a scalpel.”

Riley nodded, feeling the weight of this patient on her soul. The woman was practically dead, but Riley wasn’t going to give up.

Riley turned to Leah. “Prep an OR,” she said, “and see if Dr. Everett is available. This has to be fast, Leah.”

Leah nodded and ran out of the room.

Riley turned to Jett. She wasn’t sure why she wanted her there with her, Jett wasn’t a surgeon and it wasn’t standard practice. But, nevertheless, she did want Jett there. “Come into the OR with me?” she asked.

Jett looked surprised, but she quickly covered it up. “Of course,” she said.

* * *

Unfortunately, everyone’s instinct was right and the patient didn’t make it. Riley left the operating room exhausted only to have to notify the woman’s family. She was devastated, and one look at Jett told her that Jett was devastated as well.

This wasn’t the first time Riley or Jett had lost a patient, but it was the first time they had lost a patient together, and it felt different, like it shouldn’t have been possible. They made such a good team, and should have been able to save a patient that was not savable. But, they were not superhuman, and that was a good reminder of that fact.

Riley watched as Jett walked away, and she followed her. “Jett,” Riley called, and Jett turned around to face Riley with a devastated and questioning look on her face.

“Would you like to come to my place?” Riley asked, “I don’t think it’s a good idea for either of us to be alone right now. I can ask Dr. Mars if I can leave early.”

“Yeah,” Jett said, “that sounds good.” Riley could see the concern and pain etched in her beautiful face.

“You did everything right for her, you know? You did everything you could to save her.”

Riley smiled weakly and gave Jett a semi-awkward hug before she left toward the office of the head of the hospital. Feeling Jett close to her made her just want to hold Jett in her arms and comfort her properly. But, now wasn’t the time.

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