“Nah, it’s supposed to be a place for you to get rest. At least as much as you can, and what women? You’re the only woman outside of my ex-wife who has come up here.” He told me, then turned back to grab the silverware I had placed into the bag to dig into the food.
“So, what else do you do in here besides sleep?” I asked.
He was chewing at this point, and I was sitting on the edge of the bed. He turned in the desk chair, holding the container and fork in his hand, to face me.
“Talk to you and Esa. What you trying to show me a little something in here?” he asked, between bites.
I giggled and waved him off. “No, sir. Darby is waiting on me. We’re watching rom-coms all night. Well, until I fall asleep.”
“Mhhm. Sounds like you have a long night ahead of you. You remember when we talked about Veronica’s parents?” he asked.
I nodded and gave him my undivided attention.
“I reached out after we talked that day. I feel like I owed it to Veronica to at least try to get her parents involved with Esa. Well, they got in contact with me today. They want to come and visit with Esa at my parents' place this weekend. I figured you might as well come along too. I just need some support. I hope this shit goes alright.”
I stood from where I had been sitting on the bed and wrapped my arms around his neck to give him a hug.
“You don’t even have to ask. I’ll be there. Just let me know what I can bring,” I told him.
He nodded and continued to eat.
“I’ll check with my mom. I’m sure she is going to say, ‘Just bring yourself.’ So you might have to come up with something on your own, like a dessert or wine. I’ll grab it, so don’t worry about it.”
“I can cook something.” I offered.
“You damn sure can. Why didn’t you tell me you were going off like this in the kitchen?” he responded.
I giggled and shook my head, slipping from his lap. I stood in front of him as an idea came to mind.
“How long do you usually get to eat?” I asked with a grin.
His brow lifted as he looked me up and down.
“Until an emergency or appointment arises. Why?” he asked, placing the food to the side.
“Stand up for me,” I instructed him.
No words, he stood and glanced down at me, wondering what I had planned. I reached into his scrubs to grip his dick, causing him to smirk. I ran my tongue over my lower lip. Then released the hold I had on him to pull his scrubs and briefs down with it.His dick sprang free as I dipped low in front of him, engulfing his dick into the heat of my mouth.
His head fell back onto his shoulder, and his hands gripped my ponytail as I continued to allow his dick to slide to the back of my throat. I pulled his entire length from my mouth, then teased the head while stroking him with a tight fist.
“Shit,” he groaned.
I glanced up at him, wanting him to see the way he was making me feel as I continued to suck and lick every part of him. I couldn’t get enough. My pussy was sopping wet.
Desmond pulled from my mouth before he could cum, then bent me over the desk by the food. He hiked my leg up onto the chair after pulling my leggings down and tossing them to the side.
He rubbed his thick head against my slick entrance, begging for more, before driving into me. I moaned, and he wrapped his hand around my mouth.
“You want the patients and the nurses to hear what I’m doing to this pussy?” he groaned in my ear.
I shook my head since he still had my mouth covered as he continued to pound my center. My legs were going weak, but the way he was holding me kept me upright.
“Let me feel that pussy cum all over my dick,” he commanded.
My body didn’t give him lip and just as he instructed, I shattered into a million pieces. I closed my eyes as he emptied himself into me. He slowly pulled out of me and removed his hand.
“Damn,” he said aloud.