One More Time

Julia hated being late. She pressed the button to summon the elevator a few more times, knowing it wouldn’t get to her any faster, but she did it anyway, releasing a little bit of frustration as she smashed the yellow light over and over. It wasn’t her fault she was late, the damn bus she rode into the city had gotten caught up in accident traffic. Cursing the fact that the hospital parking garage had been under construction for the last three months, forcing her to use public transportation, she saw her reflection in the mirrored doors in front of her and swiped a finger under each eye. Rushing from the bus stop in the sweltering heat had made her mascara run.

It’s not like Julia was going to get into trouble, she was rarely late and the head nurse of the ICU on the fifth floor wasn’t a tyrant. Still, it threw her entire day off and she’d have to rush right into work, checking charts, getting status updates quickly before making the morning patient rounds. She wouldn’t even have time to get a cup of coffee and decompress from the bumpy ride in.

She stepped into the elevator with a sigh and hit the button for the fifth floor, leaning back against the wall to take a deep breath. Just before the doors closed someone stuck their hand in and the doors parted again to allow the new passenger to load. When Julia saw who it was she sighed again, though internally this time.

Of course it would be him.

“Well hello stranger,” he said to Julia, smiling at her like they were old friends.

They had been friends once. Well, more than friends. Fuck buddies actually, and months ago they were pretty hot and heavy. They would get together a few times a week for a while, at his place, her place, his office in radiology, an empty patient room, and once in the janitor’s closet. They were nothing more than sex but it was damn good sex but then all of a sudden it stopped. Without explanation from either of them, they just kind of fizzled out. Julia did wonder if he had gotten involved in a serious relationship and that was the cause of them going from weekly sex to an occasional “how are you” text to nothing, but she never asked. While she didn’t particularly care one way or another, she did miss the sex. She was on month number two of a dry spell and just seeing Mark enter the elevator got her blood tingling.

“Mark,” she nodded and smirked back.

He looked her up and down without shame and smiled once again. This time Julia sighed audibly and rolled her eyes.

“How have you been?” he asked, ignoring her reaction and leaning close to her.

“Fine, you?”

“I miss you,” he told her. This time she scoffed.

“It’s true,” he went on. He reached out and tucked a stray dark hair behind her ear. “Why did you stop calling me?”

“What?” Incredulousness filled her words. “You stopped calling me!”

His eyes traveled the entirety of her body again. “Why would I do that?” His face was barely an inch from hers and she could practically taste the mixture of coffee and mint on his breath.

Julia started to argue but she decided otherwise. She knew his game and she was not willing to play it this time. Luckily, the elevator stopped at her floor and she pushed away from the wall. Before the doors could close again, Mark stuck his head out and said, “Have lunch with me today?”

Julia looked over her shoulder, said, “Not today,” and continued towards the ICU nurses’ station.

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Mark had Julia on his mind all morning long. He knew it was his fault that their relationship- or whatever you wanted to call what they had- had died down. While she never indicated she expected anything more from him than sex (which he loved about her) he just got busy for a while. Enough time went by that he felt if he did call her out of the blue just for sex it would make him seem like a dick, so he never did. He did miss her though. She was a fantastic fuck, and her body? A slim waist, thick thighs, and a pair of tits that made you want to beg for mercy. Her plump lips were made for sucking cock and damn, she was good at that, too. Just seeing her in the elevator that morning had gotten him hard. She had one of those rare asses that even the shapeless, unisex scrubs she wore couldn’t hide. Finding a woman who could pull off looking sexy in scrubs was like discovering a unicorn.

His ego was a bit bruised by her refusal to have lunch with him and his first thought after she left the elevator was Well, fuck her. But that was the problem. He really did want to fuck her, and badly.

He had spent the entire morning analyzing scan after scan, thinking about nothing but her, and so when eleven-thirty rolled around he decided to seek her out. He’d give it one more shot and if she turned him down again, he’d move on.

This was the time she usually took her lunch break and just like always, Julia was in the fifth floor break room eating a Greek yogurt and thumbing through an old issue of People magazine. He took a seat across from her.

After setting her yogurt and magazine down she folded her hands very properly in front of her and said, “May I help you, Doctor Porter?”

He had to laugh but at the raise of her eyebrow he composed himself.

“I wanted to have lunch with you,” he said.

“And I told you not today,” she answered.

“I know you did but I thought I’d give it another shot. You obviously aren’t busy, unless that is you find who the sexist man alive to be terribly important right now,” he said with a nod towards the magazine she had been reading. When she didn’t answer he continued, “Look, I was an ass in the elevator. I know us losing…contact was my fault, but I would like to make it up to you.”

“Oh? And how would you like to do that?”

He grinned.

“You’re unbelievable,” Julia said and flipped her magazine back open.

Mark got up from his chair and stood behind Julia. He ran his index finger down the back of her neck, from her hair line to the collar of her top, and then leaned down.

Exhaling a warm breath first, he whispered into her ear, “Follow me.”

His cock twitched when she actually did. He couldn’t believe it.

She kept a good five or six feet between them as they made their way down the hall, to the far end of the east wing where most of the rooms sat empty. At the end of the hall was a storage closet, just a small room with shelving covered in linens and dressing gowns. That was their destination.

Behind the locked door he pressed his body against hers and didn’t say a word. His hands curved around the plump globes of her ass and he brought his lips to her neck. He’d fucked her enough times to know her weaknesses. Just a few moments of sucking on the spot just under her left ear and she was moaning softly, melting into him. He could practically feel the fluttering of her eyelashes.

“I know you’re wet already,” he murmured against her skin. “I want you to show me.”

As he continued to caress her neck and knead her ass, spreading her cheeks apart and then squeezing them together, pulling her so that she could feel his hard-on, he felt her fingers working the drawstring of her bottoms. A moment later she held two fingers in front of his face, both of them glistening with the evidence of her arousal.

He wrapped his hand around hers and inhaled her scent before sucking both fingers into his mouth. He savored her taste. His tongue swirled around several times, lapping up every bit of juice and then he let her fingers slide from between his lips. He wanted more.

On his knees, he shimmied her pants down her legs while she toed off her sneakers. Her panties were simple white cotton briefs, worn obviously for comfort and not style, but still sexy nonetheless. He could see her dark curls beneath the fabric and he was grateful she had let the hair down there grow out since their last encounter. He enjoyed a full bush.

Mark pressed his nose against her, inhaling that sweet tangy scent once more and then exhaled, sending a shiver down Julia’s spine as the heat spread through her pussy. He could feel her legs trembling.

Slowly, he peeled her underwear down exposing her to him and then kissed his way back up her right leg. Once he reached her sex he decided to toy with her a bit. A kiss, another puff of warm air, and then a playful lick right up her slit, not deep enough to reach her clit just yet. She squirmed, her back writhing against the wall behind her.

He bit the inside of her thigh, hard enough to make Julia hiss through her teeth and then he licked the sting away. Another tease, this time his tongue split her, the tip just grazing her clit and she groaned. Frustrated, she knotted her fingers in his hair and pulled hard.

Roughly grabbing her ankle, he lifted her left foot and placed it on his shoulder and then feasted. Her wet cunt now fully exposed, he licked her with enough pressure to make her cry out and she didn’t stop, especially when he attached his lips to her clit and sucked. His technique alternated from sucking, then licking, then sucking again, and Mark felt like a god the way she quivered and moaned. He loved eating pussy and he was proud of his skills.

“Fuck,” Julia panted over and over and Mark was dying to do just that to her, but he’d be damned if she didn’t come in his mouth first. Gripping her left thigh in one hand, he slid two fingers of the other inside of her and curled, massaging that tiny hidden spot he had discovered the third time they had fucked. Sucking gently on her clit and stroking her, he drew that orgasm out of her, slowly building her up until she shattered, flooding his mouth as she pulsed on his tongue.

Heavenly.

His cock was painfully hard, he needed to be inside her so he didn’t give her much time to recover. His pants were down at his ankles quite quickly and Julia positioned herself, ready to take him. She gripped the metal rods of one of the shelves and bent over, her legs spread wide, and her glorious ass on display. Mark smirked. She loved being taken from behind.

Palming her fleshy ass, he slid inside of her ever so slowly, savoring every wonderful inch of wet warmth that surrounded his cock. God damn, he had forgotten how tight she was and he held his breath and stilled so as not to let this finish before it even got started.

Julia looked at him over her shoulder and he could see in her face that she was loving the fact that he needed a minute to compose himself.

Soon enough he was thrusting, a steady rhythm of in and out, his thick, hard cock gliding easily through her well lubricated cunt. As he fucked her he reached one hand up the back of her top to unfasten her bra. It fell just enough so that he could palm her breasts, squeezing her nipples, feeling them harden beneath the tips of his fingers.

“Harder,” Julia demanded through gritted teeth and he complied, slamming into her over and over, his hips working faster and faster. One hand moved to her shoulder and he pulled her to him, taking her roughly so that now the neat stacks of linens on the shelves were starting to topple.

Julia turned her head and found his thumb with her mouth, drawing it between her lips and circling her tongue around it, sucking just the way she would his cock. He felt the muscles in his belly twist, his balls tighten and his own groans became louder. He fell forward, his chest flush against her back and with his fingers he found her clit and helped her get there just in time to orgasm with him. Her pussy tightened around his cock that pulsed inside her, filling her as she pressed back and grinded her ass against him. The sharp spasms of muscles contracting and relaxing continued until they were both breathless and spent.

Afterwards, when they had both dressed and made themselves presentable again, Mark wasn’t sure if this had been a goodbye fuck or that it meant that they would start things up again. He hoped it would be the latter. He really did miss Julia in the time they spent apart. He knew one thing, he was damn glad he had taken another shot and found her in the break room. He also knew that he would be asking her for “lunch” again very soon.