A/N:
I know this has been a long time coming but I hope it’s worth it. This is Chapter 2 of Doctor’s Orders, for those of you who have visited the blog and been into the surgery, big kisses and smooches cos the guys at the surgery f***in love your asses, as do I! For those of you who haven’t... WHY THE FLUFF NOT?! No pressure or anything but you have to have a go in the surgery... good things can only come from talking to my doctors. To my beta Legs, who is fabulous with the proofing and the awesome ideas, without her this wouldn’t be possible! To Knat and Dana who have had so much fun in the surgery that one plans on coming back for some Dr. Whitlock lovin’ and the other for making a whole story/episode out of being with Dr. Masen! You girls really do make my day, ask them about the surgery... they will tell you how good it is!
As usual I DO NOT OWN THE TWILIGHT SAGA, that includes names and shit but what I do own, are my doctors asses because I’m boss lady you know! Any way I hope you enjoy this chapter (in word it’s 13 pages long) so I’m not scraping the barrel. I chose the song ‘Carry out’ by Justin Timberlake and Timberland. It’s a sexy song and this is a sexy chapter so it fits! If anyone had any song suggestions for this chapter let me know and I can add them to the official play list!
Happy Reading!
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Chapter 2 ~ Too Good Not To
Edward’s POV
I had to admit I wasn’t looking forward to meeting the new surgeon. I had the feeling she’d be a tight fisted old cow who had no sense of fucking playtime! But when sexy Swan...Can I call her that? Fuck, of course I can! She’s not here but I’d love to piss her off with that! I'm sure she's hotter than hell when she's angry! Anyway, when the Pixie brought the sexy Swan through this morning...FUCK ME! I'd assumed she’d been informed about how the hospital staff...worked. We're a well oiled machine and do our jobs well, but at heart we were like the playboy mansion and I’d like to think of myself as a younger, and definitely more attractive, version of the old dog himself, Hugh Hefner.
I could get any girl I wanted, just one look would send their panties to the floor around their ankles quicker than you can say supply room quickie! I thought Dr. Swan would be just the same and I’d be getting some pussy for the first time in ages...three days was a lifetime to go without. And fresh pussy...fuck I couldn't wait! So when she dislocated my fucking fingers I knew I had my work cut out. It didn’t help that Jasper was fucking pissing himself laughing behind me as I cursed and shouted! Traitorous, pussy-whipped jerk! Yes, I knew about him and the Pixie. As far as the situation with Swan was going, I knew I had to get my own back.
As it turns out, the fuckers I work with really are fuckers. Not a single one would willingly fix my fingers for me, so I decided to play a bit of blind fuckery as it were. I would tear Swan away from whatever the fuck she was doing to come and finish what she started and follow through by fixing me up. I walked up to the reception desk in the ER and told the poor excuse for a woman to page dearest Bella, telling her there was an emergency she had to deal with. I sauntered over to a private room but left the lights off. It may all have been part of my ingenious plan to get her down there but my fingers really did fucking hurt!
I sat on the edge of the gurney, my legs falling apart and swinging a little. I wasn’t a cross-legged kinda guy, that position didn’t leave enough room for my dick to be comfortable in its already tight confines. Also, it was kinda gay. It may have been my sense of humour that conjured up this plan but I was also extremely pissed, my hands literally were my livelihood. I perform surgery with them; I toss off with them, not that that happened often; I played piano and guitar with them; I drove with them; and, most importantly, I played a woman’s body into ecstasy with them. Just thinking about what she might have done by damaging my hands made my forehead crease and my lips scowl.
I sat patiently for five minutes or so before I heard her rushed, almost panting voice stream through from reception. I heard her shoes click against the floor as she walked towards the room. She walked swiftly in, stopping halfway when she realised it was me.
"That’s right Swan, you’ve been punk’d!" I was waiting for Ashton Kutcher to turn up in the little reverie but it was broken by the sound of her irritated voice.
“You have got to be kidding me...?”
I scowled at her and winced when I clenched my hand. She put her hand on her hip and bent her knee a little. Fuck she really was hot when she was angry.
“Well I don’t need to get any closer since I already know what you did to them,” she said matter of factly, although it couldn’t be further from the truth. Bitch! Sexy as hell bitch though!
“What I did to them! You broke my damn fingers!” I would have added you crazy bitch but that part of her turned me on big time and my fingers still needed fixing.
“Correction, I dislocated them, and if you tell Carlisle that I did it I can always explain how you sexually harassed me. Now shut up and hold still, understand?”
She walked the rest of the distance towards me, standing just at the edge of my knees. She gently took my hand that I had rested on the bulge of my pants just to make her uncomfortable but her hand brushed against it as she picked up my hand it was hard to stifle a groan. She inspected my fingers first, which was the opposite of how I had pictured the day going. I had hoped at the beginning when I had met her that it would be me doing the inspecting of the fine body that resided underneath her casual pants suit.
She looked up at me briefly and I swore there was a hint of remorse in her eyes, before she pulled on the first finger and popped it back into place.
“FUCK! SHIT! BASTARD!” It fucking hurt! All three had successfully been popped back into place along with a few curse words. She bandaged me up and left me with some painkillers. I knew a painkiller that would do a better job and was more readily available but drugs are bad kids, remember that! As I breathed through the pain she picked up her clip board and turned to leave. I grabbed the back of her coat pulling her back to me. She wasn't getting away that easily!
“Let go of me, I have patients to see." She seethed at me as she turned.
“Be- Dr. Swan, I’m sorry if I made you uncomfortable before, I greet everyone like that. When working here you need to get used to the closeness...” I stroked her arm a little before hopping off the gurney and giving her ass a sharp slap. I heard her curse as I left and walked back to surgery. From what I'd felt she had an amazing body!
Just as I walked in Jasper was checking on a few patients that I was meant to deal with before I went hunting Swans.
“Where the hell have you been? I’ve had to do my work load and yours you lazy ass hat!”
I smirked at him, holding my hand up and stopping him before he threw the clipboard at me.
“Your plan worked then,” he said as he glanced down at his clipboard before looking back at me.
“Like a charm...I like it when she’s feisty!”
He laughed and left the private room, walking over to the nurse’s station.
“Her feistiness got your fingers bust up in the first place. You got your ass kicked by a doctor, and a female doctor at that," he said a little too happily before continuing, "And you know what else? She’s new too!” he finished as he handed me some files.
“Oh fuck off! She’s probably on her period...that’s why she’s so damn pissed, not because I groped her!” It really was the only logical reason for her behaviour.
He scrunched his nose up in distaste.
“Thanks for the info," he said with too much a touch of sarcasm, "I do however find it fucking hilarious that you’ve decided to chase after the pussy instead of waiting for it to come to you.”
I scowled at him as I went to do my rounds. I wasn’t chasing her; this was just a minor setback. She’d be putty in my hands by tomorrow. I decided that we had just gotten off on the wrong foot, but in my defence she had looked at me with those 'come to bed' eyes I knew so well from so many others, and that whimper did indicate that she was enjoying it! Something told me that either she wasn't getting any or what she was getting applied to the question ‘is it really worth it?’.
Jasper and I had finished any major work we had by about ten but Carlisle had kept us both on call that night so we couldn’t go home until the next morning. It wasn’t too bad; we had a great on call room. It was like a fucking hotel room to be honest, better than my damn apartment. We were sitting at the nurse’s station, swivelling on the office chairs and getting extremely fucking dizzy when one of the patients buzzed in. We both got up at the same time but neither made it past the desk without falling into the wall. I staggered into the ward, trying to regain my balance when I saw it was Irina pressing that goddamn bell. She had a habit of calling me in when she knew we were on call because the nurses only attended in dire emergencies.
“Dr. Mason, can you fluff my pillow a little? I can’t sleep.” I rolled my eyes and walked over to her. She knew how to push my buttons and I wasn’t afraid of telling her what I thought. Yeah she’d get angry, but she would only ever get her flush husband to spend thousands of dollars on surgery to be done by either myself or Jazz. Usually, to my displeasure, it was me.
“Does this look like a hotel? Do I look like a fucking bus boy? Do it your fucking self!" It felt really good to get all that out, Swan had me all pent up from earlier and I needed to release some hostility. Irina was perfect, she even deserved it!
To tell you the truth, this place was like a bloody hotel in terms of how classy and upscale it was. But let's get one thing straight, I'm not the hired help. I'm like god in this place.
She furrowed her brow, creating worry lines on her forehead. I took this opportunity to rub some salt in the wound, and let off a little more steam. She wasn’t getting any younger, and with the amount of arguments she got into those lines were slowly turning into wrinkles, even at the age of twenty-seven!
“I wouldn’t furrow your brow like that if I were you; you already look like you need some work done on your forehead. Now stop fucking pestering me!”
Her eyes widened as I turned to leave, walking back to the nurse’s station where Jasper had the pre- and post-op pictures of some of the patients.
“Mrs. Denali I presume by the look on your face. What did she want this time?” He didn’t look up from the pictures.
“Fluff my pillows! Kiss my ass! Fuck my brains out!” Her husband had no idea what he'd gotten himself into when he married that piece of ass.
He looked up and raised an eyebrow at me.
“She actually said that to you?”
In all honesty I wouldn't put it past her.
“No but give the woman time, not that I would. Gold diggers aren’t my type.”
He scoffed loudly.
“Edward...females are your type as long as they have looks and no personality.”
I gave him the finger and sat back in my original spot. I picked up one of the pictures of a patient who had been flat chested, and I mean flat chested. Like someone had taken an iron press to the poor chick! But then you look at the after pictures and you see how our handy work made not only her boyfriend happy but also the woman herself, gaining more confidence. I held the picture up to him.
“What size?” I asked. My favourite game.
He glanced over, scrutinizing the picture.
“Thirty-four double-F I think. I wouldn’t have gone that big considering what she was before but work is work!” Too right!
We both laughed then went looking through the other pictures. It wasn't long before I could hear Irina calling my name.
“Irina, you’re really trying my patience. Shut the fuck up or I’ll take you back into surgery and do a reduction!” That shut the whiney cow up.
“She should shop you for talking to her like that y’know,” Jasper commented.
I shrugged my shoulders. I suppose she really could.
“She should but she won’t 'cos I’m the only one that does a good enough job and you refuse to operate on her so...Plus, money is money my friend. She pays for quality, I give her quality. Aftercare though isn’t my specialty.”
He rolled his eyes and we went back to playing guess the breast size game. It really was a good way to pass the time when there was nothing to do.
We had been sitting there guessing breast sizes for at least half an hour before the Pixie and Sexy Swan walked in. I knew she couldn’t resist seeing me again!
“Do you to have nothing better to do than guess the breast sizes?” Alice said in her annoying Pixie voice.
Jasper grinned the cheesiest love-sick fucking grin I have ever seen in my life. The guy was whipped and they weren’t technically dating, but it was only a matter of time before he asked her. I turned to look at Swan, examining her in her everyday clothes and fuck me if I wasn’t hard looking at how her green shirt stretched and gaped slightly over her perfect breasts.
“Thirty-four C Swan, and you have a nice firm ass too!” I smirked at her and that all too familiar scowl that made my cock twitch spread across her face.
I stood up from my swivel chair and leaned towards her over the desk, much like Jasper was with Alice. It surprised me a little when she leant into me, my breath sweeping over her face. She closed her eyes and inhaled, moaning a little as she exhaled and opened her eyes again.
While she was enchanted by my devilish good looks (yeah I know I'm good looking, and I know I'm ass but it doesn't bother me in the slightest, I'm a sexy as fuck ass), I took the liberty of placing my hand over hers. I really did enjoy being on top! Not that I didn't enjoy being on the bottom and watching the view either! Now, I don't care what anyone says, it was there for at least five minutes before she shook her head and looked down at our hands. She smiled at me and started flirting. And as much as I should have suspected she was only playing with me I couldn't help but enjoy the way she looked up at me as she told me how handsome I am. I knew she liked me! She was just shy and didn't want to admit it. I still had it! I'd never fucking lost it!
She bit and licked her lips repeatedly and batted her eyelashes at me. But no amount of flirting could prepare me for what she did next. I heard six sharp bangs before she slowly stepped away from me, grinning like the Cheshire Cat. I tried to straighten up but was yanked back down to the desk. I looked down. The bitch had stapled me to the desk! And not only that, she'd stapled my favourite fucking tie! I jerked my head back but it was like the tie was fucking welded to the damn desk! And then it started to strangle me a little. Bloody noose! I kept pulling and yanking, only to hear her laughter joined by the fucking Pixie's.
“What the fuck Swan?!” I pushed hard on the desk with my hands flat against the surface, but it was no use.
“I thought I made myself clear earlier about you keeping your hands to yourself. Maybe I should have broken your fingers; clearly dislocating them didn’t make the blindest bit of fucking difference.” Bitch!
I stared intently at her. I was angry, there was no denying that. Just like there was no denying the way my cock stirred in my pants, showing its enjoyment of her feistiness. He was a fucking traitor!
“And I fucking told you to lighten up a little!” I snapped back at her.
She opened her mouth to say something but looked at the Pixie first, who shook her head. Yeah, listen to Pixie sweet cheeks.
“Edward, she doesn’t need to lighten up, it’s just you that rubs her up the wrong way. Now stop being an ass hat and don’t touch her unless she wants you to!” Her voice could be annoying but she may or may not have had a point. This got me thinking...
Hmm... I’ll rub her up alright once she calms down a bit. But then again, I could see Bella being rough and I did enjoy it rough!
“Alice, thank you for that but I can fight my own corner," Swan started again, "As for you...” She looked at me and I snapped my head around to look at her. She looked pissed but the lines on her forehead were cute, unlike Irina's which added about twenty years to her!
“If you think for one second that I won’t damage any other part of your anatomy, no matter how fucking important it might be you are seriously mistaken because if you touch me again I won’t hesitate in doing more damage next time. Understand?” Fuck she was sexy when she was scary! Traitorous cock agreed with me. Yes I know big guy, I'll look after you later.
I huffed at her. I wasn’t about to be ordered about by a woman, no matter how fine her ass might be! I don’t do well with any kind of authority. I am Master and I am Lord of all I see and do.
I continued to try and pull myself free when she walked back over to the desk and stood in front of me again. She reached into her hand bag and pulled out an army knife! A big-ass, could do some serious damage, mess you up, scar you badly for life fucking army knife. What the fuck was she doing with that in her handbag?! I’d heard of women holding the contents of their house in there such as a kitchen sink but not a damn knife! Mary Poppins pulled a damn lamp out of her bag but not a damn army knife! She flicked it open and I will admit I did feel myself jump a little, but being stapled to the bloody desk meant I didn't move anywhere and ended up choking myself a little bit more. So not only was I stuck to a table slowly choking to death, I was also about to be knifed by a woman half my size! I knew she was angry but not that damn angry! I didn’t have any last requests, none that she’d listen to anyway. I'd always expected to die in a spectacular way, go out with a bang or banging someone! This was not what I'd had in mind!
“FUCK! Put that away...I’m sorry...I’m sorry, I won’t touch you again!” In this kind of situation I was not above apologising, even if I didn't mean a single syllable of it!
She slipped the blade underneath my tie, too fucking close to my neck for comfort. It was like one of those bad slasher movies and I was the victim. Why were Jasper and Alice just standing there?!
“Oh calm down you pussy! I’m cutting you free, not that you deserve it and I don’t accept your apology but it’s fun to hear you beg me!”
I’d have scowled if I wasn’t bricking it! She pulled the knife up fast and cut straight through my tie. Fuck that thing was sharp!
I opened my eyes just as she flipped it closed and put it back into her bag. By the time my mind had caught up and processed exactly what had happened, she and Alice had left. I looked at Jasper, who was busy trying to stifle a smirk and swallow a laugh. I scowled at him, picked up the clock on the desk and hurled it at him. He ducked and it hit the wall, smashing to pieces. My tie was still stapled to the desk but I was too angry to do anything about it. I stormed off to the on-call room, locked the door behind me and slumped onto the bed in the middle of the room.
I ran my hands through my hair roughly, sighing heavily and angrily. Why was she fucking getting to me? She was just like any other woman I'd met and found attractive. The only difference was with the others it was only a matter of time before their panties dropped and they were mine, but with Dr. Swan it was different. She was frigged; much like I had expected but fuck me she was beautiful. And that feistiness had my dick doing somersaults to get close to her, or into her! It spurred me on to get her even more worked up so he could get his five seconds of happiness! She shouldn't be different, there was no way she could be, but there was something else there that I couldn't put my finger on, and it bothered me. Not that the big guy cared, any thought of her made me happy!
I stood up, pulled my coat off and threw it onto the chair in the corner. At that moment I'd never before wished to not be on call as much as I was wishing it right then. If I was in my own apartment I could be stripped down to my boxers. The on-call room would just have to do. Jazz wouldn't need me for a couple of hours. Besides, he had the nurses to help if there were any problems, I was completely confident in his ability to do his job.
I climbed into the bed. I'll admit it was comfy as hell but there's nothing like your own sheets and your own bed. I lay there, waiting for my eyes to close but I couldn't sleep. For the first time in over three years I couldn't get to sleep. I'd never been so fucking sexually frustrated, and none of my girls were working tonight!
I lay there, silently disgusted with myself for contemplating what I was about to do, something I hadn't done in quite a while, as I slipped my hand past my waistband and into my boxers. I found the big guy, who was hard as a rock, and wrapped my hand around the shaft. That first slow pump from base to tip was enough to make me groan and I increased the friction, squeezing my hand as I reached the swollen tip. I felt my balls tighten, sooner than they had since my first sexual encounter, as my release came close. I increased the pace, roughly sliding my hand up and down my length, arching my back as I came hard into my hand. I was still rubbing my cock as I came down from my release. I groaned, and not in a good way, at the fact that I'd just been forced to toss myself off in the on-call room to get rid some frustration that was still fucking lingering.
I climbed out of the bed and made my way into the adjoining bathroom to wash off and clean myself up. I looked into the mirror at my reflection. I looked as shattered as I felt. The day had been longer than anticipated and annoying as hell, but I was determined to get Swan exactly where I wanted her, writhing beneath me and screaming my name as I pounded into her over and over again. It would just take a bit more time, I could deal with that. I always liked a challenge. A challenge was good. It made the conquering more enjoyable!
I climbed back into the bed and lay flat on my stomach. I wrapped my arms around one of the pillows and buried my face in it. As soon as I made contact with the soft pillow I was out.
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There hadn’t been any problems during the night so I was able to get a full eight hours sleep in before having to get up at six the next morning to do my rounds. I reluctantly dragged myself out of the bed and took leak then cleaned myself up ready for another day of sparing with the Swan. I knew I only had about four hours to do so, but a lot could be done in the space of four hours! I walked out of the on call room to find Jasper holding a pile of paper work, which he unceremoniously pushed at me.
“Since I let you sleep for eight hours last night you can do the paper work that you missed while I go catch some z’s.” He forced it all into my arms, walked into the on-call room and locked the door. I was sitting at the nurses station, filling in fucking prescriptions and checking over patient notes when Alice came bounding in.
“Hey douche have you seen Jasper today?” She was way too fucking chirpy in the mornings.
I glanced up at her then went back to the fucking paperwork.
“On call room. He’s probably sleeping you know, he’s been working all night.” I wasn't an evil bastard after all, despite was public knowledge seemed to suggest.
She nodded but walked over to the door anyway.
“Hey, has Dr. Swan come in yet?” Curious minds and all.
She turned on her heel and walked back to the nurse’s station.
“Yeah she gave me a lift in. We live in the same building and...”
“You live in the same building?” Interesting knowledge, good to know, hmm...
“That’s what I just said," she snapped, which I ignored because she had my interest, "Same floor and everything! Like doors down from each other!” She was way too excitable. How much sugar did she have for breakfast?
So I actually had an excuse to bump into her outside of work, I went to Alice's with Jasper all the time. This was going to be so much fun!
I pulled open the drawer beside me and handed her the on-call room key o she could get in. This was a regular occurrence, her sneaking in followed by the muffled moans and screams they tried to contain as they got off on each other. I placed it on the desk and she picked it up quickly, cupping it in her hands as she jumped up and down like a kangaroo on crack. She leant over the desk and pressed her lips to mine before skipping off to the on-call sex room and leaving me to my work. Definitely too much sugar for breakfast...
“What would Jasper think of that Pixie, you tongued me?!” I called after her as I filled in yet another form.
I smirked as I heard her heals clicking back over to the desk. I didn’t look up as she cleared her throat.
“Edward...you know what?” she said a little too innocently.
“What?” I glanced up at her.
“Screw you!” she laughed. I grinned and laughed along with her.
“Alice, I like a challenge and more inventive come backs, like Sexy Swan.”
Shit... did I seriously just say that? It slipped out before I realised what I was saying! I looked back at the paperwork and felt her staring at me.
“I think you like the fact that she’s making it hard for you to get into her panties!” she laughed before clicking off again.
I flipped her the bird and she carried on towards her impending orgasm or two. That was when I heard another throat clearing. I looked up to see Dr. Swan standing in the nurse’s station next to me.
“Jesus Swan, you trying to give me a heart attack?”
“Now that would be a happy bonus! But sadly, no. One, you're in the wrong department; two, I'm not dreaming; and three, I came, against my better judgement, to begrudgingly ask you if you wanted to come to a house-warming party Saturday night." She folded her arms over her beautiful chest as I slowly turned in my chair a la Dr. Evil in 'Austin Powers'. Now, if only I had the pussy that was a few inches in front of me my act would be complete. Yes I know big guy, she is a fucking tease.
We were silent for a few moments, and it brightened my mood a whole lot watching her getting more and more pissed off!
“Well?” she snapped at me.
“Well...considering the fact that this does seem rather uncomfortable for you, and also the fact that you just admitted that you dream about me Swan, which I’d like to find out more about might I add, I’d say that it’s a very firm and confident yes. Just to spite you of course, not because I want to.” The look on her face was priceless, and to be placed in the spank bank for future reference when a woman was just moving all wrong. What? Pussy is pussy and the big guy needs somewhere hot and wet to camp out for a while.
She rolled her eyes at me then leant down and braced her hands on the arms of the chair I was sitting in, her face just inches from mine. I could smell her minty breath from her perfect teeth and imagined my tongue swirling around said teeth, tasting her.
“Oh we both know you want to Edward,” she said way too fucking seductively for the nurse’s station. And fuck me the way she said my name made my dick twitch traitorously, which didn’t go unnoticed. Stupid fucking traitor of a dick! I would vow revenge but that would just be cutting my dick off to spite my face or something like that.
“Seems as though part of you at least can’t wait to be inside me...oops! I mean my apartment!” she smirked at me. Teasing pussy-flag waver at the dick-bull!
I scowled at her as she pushed up from the chair.
“You wouldn’t have asked me if you didn’t want me to go Swan. You could have just not asked.”
“Ah, but then you’d have come with Jasper anyway so there would be no getting rid of you. Besides, Alice asked me to invite you because Jasper needs to be around someone he can...I wouldn’t say relates to but can at least have some sort of conversation with. Not intelligent conversation but conversation nonetheless.” She smirked then walked out of the department. I groaned, for two reasons. One, because this was the second time she’d left me hard as a fucking rock; and two, because she had left before I had time for a comeback.
I was broken out of my reverie by the sounds of Jasper shouting for Alice to "Keep going baby almost there!" which, quite frankly, made me gag so I decided to go for a walk around the wards. I walked out of the nurse’s station and was confronted with the most enormous chick I’d ever seen in my life. She looked like she’d been poured into her clothes and had forgotten to say ‘when’.
“Exsqueeze me Jabba,” I said as I squeezed myself between her and the desk. I then strode off towards the ward as she gasped and began shouting. Fuck, I know I don’t have the best bed side manner, not like the cowboy in the other room but it works for me. And as long as I got my job done what harm did it do? I had never had a complaint made against me the entire time I’d worked here.
“Yes, yes madam. I’m well aware that you desperately need the operation. I mean, look at you! But I do have other patients to see and if you’ve waited so long that you're at that size I’m pretty sure you can wait another twenty minutes while I do my job.” Her mouth gaped open.
“I’d close that if I were you, that’s what got you into this...” I gestured towards her enormous middle, “...mess in the first place. Am I right?” She closed her mouth tight and scowled at me. Thought so.
“Jane do you think you could get Mrs...?” I shook my head a little clicking my finger at her to get her name.
“Bennett. Dr. Masen, my name is Mrs Bennett.” She said it to me as if I should know. Love, you’re just another number to me.
“Sure, ok. Can you get Mrs. Bennett’s notes and find her something stable to lie or sit on? We don’t need broken furniture.” Jane sniggered then hurried about her business as I strode off to check the other women in the ward. Every time I walked in their faces lit up, especially Irina’s.
“Oh no...!” she shrieked out in faux pain as I walked in.
“Dr. Masen, please, I’m in so much pain!” She even added the back of her hand to her forehead as she tilted her head back. I groaned loudly, letting her know just how irritated I was. I was making my way over to her when Alice called my name from the nurse’s desk.
“Oh thank God! I mean...oh who am I kidding!” came out of my mouth before I made for the door.
I made a quick getaway towards Alice and a very dishevelled looking Jasper.
“Shorty, do you realise how much I wanna fuck those pretty curls of yours into a frenzy?” She screwed her face up in disgust.
“Ew Edward, gross!" she squealed like a little girl before getting serious again. Her mood swings could really give a guy whiplash if he wasn't careful! "Ok, so I’m guessing you haven’t seen Bella so you’re coming to the party Saturday ok?” It may have sounded like a question but it was really a demand.
“Actually, Swan has been down here and she has asked me to be inside her...apartment on Saturday partaking in the partay!”
She smirked.
“Wow, she’s got more balls than I thought. By the way, she hasn’t asked a thing about you since the incident last night so I wouldn’t get your hopes up about being ‘inside her’ anytime soon!” She winked at me then kissed Jasper, who was still looking like he’d been fucked silly, which I didn't doubt in the least. As soon as the Pixie was out of hearing range I spoke.
“Swan wants it, I know she does. It’s just a matter of time before she comes to her senses and lets me fuck them out of her!” I shoved my hands in my pockets and walked off to the canteen to get something to help me wake up a little.
It was almost empty, except for a few of the interns milling around. I hated interns, they never did their jobs right and you had to treat them like toddlers, taking things one step at a time and using simple terms. Also in the canteen, to my very fortunate benefit, was one Dr. Swan, sitting by the window, alone. She was sipping a coffee as she flicked through a magazine. The way she licked her finger to turn every page made me shiver a little with excitement, and it woke the big guy right up too!
I went to the machine, pressed the buttons and got myself a cup of coffee. Another one of the perks of working at Lennox Hill, the coffee; was second only to the coffee shop down the street. Any other hospital had swill. I took a sip the strolled over to where Swan was sitting and stood behind her to read over her shoulder.
“Five steps to getting the most out of your orgasm...Which one are you up to Swan?” She didn’t jump or flinch or do anything that suggested she'd even heard me; she just sat there and continued to sip her coffee.
“I always get the best out of my orgasms Mason, DIY is a favourite of mine. I know what I like and how I like it. Hasn’t failed me yet.”
FU-UCK! Ok so I know three things about Swan that made me horny as hell: one, she has a temper that does very bad things in a very good way to my cock; two, she dreams about me, which also does very bad things in a very good way to my cock; and three, my favourite of my newly found pieces of information, she masturbates. Now to me, pleasuring a woman is one of my favourite past-times of all time, but the fact that she does it to herself is so fucking hot! It also makes me wonder what the heck is wrong with her boyfriend if her hand has to constantly make acquaintance with her pussy. And fuck I was way too hard again. Calm down big guy.
“Is that while you’re dreaming of me Swan?” Totally worth it, even though made the big guy twitch in blind hope! Not yet big guy but soon, very soon.
“Yeah, killing you in different ways gets me all hot and bothered. You can actually hear me screaming ‘DIE MOTHERFUCKER’ while I’m tending to my lady garden.” She never blinked, batted an eyelid or missed a beat.
I raised an eyebrow. Ok, so sparing with Swan was a new favourite past-time of mine.
“Good to know Swan, I might have to piss you off more, so one day you do actually say my name out loud. Promise me you’ll record that shit?”
“Sure thing. I’ll put it on a mix tape for you with the rest of the fuckery I get up to while you’re not leering over my shoulder. How’s that sound asshole?” She turned her head slightly to glare at me. Fuck that look was sexy as hell. The big guy agreed wholeheartedly.
“Sounds awesome. When can I expect it to be done? I’m in need of something good to listen to,” I smirked in reply. She was just too much fun! I had a feeling she was even more fun in the bedroom, or any surface useable for fucking on. Again, the big guy agreed wholeheartedly, and was more than willing to find out.
She ignored me and went back to flicking through her magazine. I walked around the table and sat opposite her. She huffed in irritation and flicked through her magazine furiously. She was in serious danger of getting a paper cut. Maybe I could suck the wound clean, and then she could suck me clean...
“I’m sorry Masen did that sound like an invitation for you to sit down?” Ooo, Snarky Swan was just as sexy!
“I can sit where I like Swan, it’s a free country. Besides, you looked like a loser sat here on your own. You need someone cool like me sitting with you.” I really was that awesome.
She scoffed loudly and nearly choked on her coffee. Even that was sexy. Replace that coffee with another warm liquid and this picture would be complete.
“The only way I would need something cool next to me is if I was on fire, and even if you were the last man on earth with the capability of putting out that fire I’d rather burn to death!” she snapped.
She quickly got up out of her seat, closing the magazine sharply, and threw her empty coffee cup into the trash. I could hear her cursing under her breath as she stormed off. She was playing with me; she flirted like she wanted me but cursed and yelled at me like she hated me. Operation get under Swan’s skin was going perfectly and according to plan. Pretty soon I'd be deep under, in her hot, wet, tight recesses.
I had an hour left before my shift was over so I decided to do some recon with Alice. I wanted to know more things about Swan that I could use to get even closer to blowing her gasket. She was already close to boiling point with me, and with anger I’ve found sex usually follows, or at least angry lip locking. As if someone was smiling down on me I didn't even have to leave my seat, she came rushing over to me.
“What did you do to Bella? She’s storming around the wards like some whore fucked her boyfriend!” Pixie sure did have a vivid choice of words!
She sat down opposite me and stared at me intently. Undressing me with her eyes or looking for gossip, I couldn't tell. Likely the latter, possibly both. I mean, who wouldn't want to see what I keep hidden under this material?
“And I would know because...?”
“Because it’s blatantly obvious that you had something to do with it! Nobody makes enemies like you do, you’re extremely quick!”
“Hey! Don’t go shouting that out, women will think I’m not worth it Shorty! Besides, I haven’t done anything to her. She shouted at me, not the other way around!” Why the fuck did she always blame me for shit? Granted it was usually my fault but still!
“What did you do?”
“I’m insulted...” She cut me off sharply before I could finish what I wanted to say.
“Cut the shit Edward! What have you done? She’s been here two minutes and you’ve managed to alienate her and make an enemy of her. Don’t you want her to like you?” I suppose she had a point, but Swan seemed too uptight. I was hoping part of her body was tight, but her personality needed to loosen up a little.
“I don’t want her to like me Alice; I’m not that kind of guy. I want her to want me and need me!” She rolled her eyes at me.
“You’re such an arrogant pig Edward, why can’t you be like Jasper? He’s charming and such a gentleman and he could take his pick of women who want and need him AND he's not an asshole while going about it!”
She really didn't know much did the Pixie. I was being myself; chicks always tell you to be yourself. My mother, Elizabeth, was always telling me to be myself around people. Why go against what I was thought and break with tradition now?
“I said I’d come to her party didn’t I? That’s being nice!” My presence at any party made it so much better so my agreeing to go could only be a good thing!
“No, her asking you was being nice considering how much of a bastard you’ve been since she started!” Oh what did she know?
“Alice, she gives as good as she gets. She enjoys sparing with me and I can bet you any fucking money that she thinks and dreams about me! In fact, she fucking admitted it to me.” I could feel myself getting worked up. I craved her hate. There wasn’t a doubt in my mind that she loved to hate me and that is what would make this game even more fucking exciting! Glad you agree big guy.
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