Page 28 of Rival Hearts

Riley giggled and traced two of her fingers across Jett’s slick pussy, over her clitoris and then over her entrance. She didn’t feel like making Jett beg this time, she just wanted to give her everything she wanted.

Riley pushed her two fingers inside of Jett and began to curl them, gently fucking Jett before she took her mouth to Jett’s clit, licking and sucking as Jett began to moan her appreciation.

Jett moaned louder, spurring Riley on further and she couldn’t help but suck harder, causing Jett to yelp and let Riley know that was too much.

Riley laughed a little to herself. She usually was too much, and when it came to sex, that was something she enjoyed being.

Riley took her free hand and ran it across Jett’s thighs. She had learned from the last time the two had fucked that Jett was incredibly sensitive there, and so Riley took advantage of that information, feeling Jett grow wetter around her fingers. She watched as gooseflesh appeared across Jett’s thighs and stomach. Jett was so beautiful like this, it made Riley’s stomach twist watching her.

Riley moved her mouth back to Jett’s clitoris, giving slow licks with the flat of her tongue as her fingers increased the pace with which they thrust in and out.

“Oh, fuck…” Jett’s breath started coming in short pants and Riley felt her body beginning to tense.

“This feels so…. good..” Jett was losing it and it felt so good to be able to take her there.

“You look so beautiful like this. Letting go for me,” Riley murmured between licks.

It was seconds later when Jett’s orgasm exploded through her and she cried out loudly, gripping the back of Riley’s head and pulling her in tight as she rode out her climax.

Riley eventually felt Jett’s grip release and she removed her mouth from Jett’s clit to look up at her, and repeat her old question back to her. “Do you want me to stop or keep going?” Riley asked.

“Stop,” Jett said with a gasp of air as she leaned against the back of the couch completely spent and out of energy. “That was… perfect…”

“And just for the record,” Riley said, taking her fingers out of Jett, “you better not die in the line of duty. I don’t care how if you think that’s the only way for you to be good enough, you don’t get to do it.”

“I think we both need to change how we think,” Jett said, “and become comfortable with the fact that neither of us are going to be our ideas of good enough. Not without causing pain to ourselves.”

Riley looked up at Jett as Jett spoke, so beautiful and so earnest. She didn’t know what else to say to her, so she just nodded. What Jett said was definitely food for thought.

Riley got back on the sofa with her and they instinctively burrowed into each other’s arms, the smell of their sex still heavy in the air.

8

JETT

Riley and Jett spending a couple of hours together in the evening before going to bed had become a new normal for the two of them. They would have many late night conversations and sex before one of them drove the other home.

Jett was becoming comfortable with that arrangement, and part of it absolutely terrified her. She was being more open with Riley than she had been with anyone before her. Jett hadn’t even experienced this type of openness with her other relationships, not even Sky. And she had known Riley for a fraction of the time that she had been with her ex-girlfriend.

Jett also felt herself growing closer to Riley. She tried to maintain a semblance of a professional relationship with the other woman when the two of them worked in the Emergency Room together, but it rarely worked. They would often exchange looks and smiles, sometimes even ending up in an on-call room together.

Jett didn’t know what to do about that. She couldn’t lie: She did desire a relationship, like the other women who had amazing relationships in her life. She envied her aunt and cousin, who practically worshiped the ground their wives walked on and vice versa.

Even her brother managed to find happiness in another person, and Jett could tell that he deeply loved Hannah. It was clear every Sunday lunch that she saw them. The look of love in her brother’s eyes as he looked at his wife was something that Jett envied.

But something was keeping Jett and Riley from fully having that kind of relationship. Maybe it was just time. Then again, they had been spending lots of time together and had yet to put a label on what the two of them shared.

Jett definitely wanted something more, but at the same time she didn’t. Her past relationships had led to disaster, and she knew it was her fault. Her girlfriends would always want more emotional vulnerability than she was willing to give.

What she had with Riley was new territory. She had started to share things with Riley that she had never shared with anyone else, like the pressure she felt to be a hero. But she still struggled with other aspects. She couldn’t even tell Riley how she felt about her. Hell, Jett didn’t really know how she felt about Riley. She couldn’t deny the attraction between them and the joy that she found in their late night conversations, but she didn’t know how that translated into a relationship.

Jett was currently in Riley’s apartment. The two of them were watching some medical drama on TV and pointing out the inaccuracies.

“Oh boo,” Riley said, throwing a gummy worm at the TV. “Everyone knows that you don’t use a defibrillator if the patient is that far gone. Those things don’t bring people back from the dead. What the fuck?”

Jett laughed and stole a gummy worm from the bowl in front of Riley. The two continued to eat junk and talk.

“So,” Jett said, “what’s your worst patient story?”

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