Page 69 of Snake (Road Rebels MC 3)
There was a nervous silence between us in the room, as she stood up in front of me.
“Noelle…” I said her name as she smoothened her fly-aways and tucked them behind her ears. Without thinking, I pulled her body close to mine and crushed my lips into hers. I felt her body melt in my arms as I drew them tighter around her. I pulled away from her and looked down into her eyes.
“I want to taste you,” I said. Noelle smiled and nodded slightly. I looked around the supply closet and spotted a folded up chair against the wall. I let go of her warm body and walked over to the chair and unfolded it.
“Sit down,” I commanded. Noelle smiled and reached behind her to check the lock on the door and realized that it did not have a lock from the inside. A slight look of worry formed on her face. I moved closer to her and grabbed her hand.
“Don’t worry, I’ll have you coming before anyone has a chance to come in here.” She bit her lip and sat down on the chair.
I knelt before her as she leaned her body back into the chair. I reached up and pushed a stray hand behind her ear, and I leaned into kiss her. I felt sparks fly between us. I couldn’t fucking wait to taste her. As my tongue continued to search her mouth, I moved my hands down to the drawstring of her scrubs, and I untied them. Once untied, I started pulling on the fabric, and she lifted up her hips so I could pull them down. I broke the kiss and looked back up to her.
“Scream as much as you want,” I growled, and I moved my head down between her legs. I took my hand and moved her lace thong to the side as I used my tongue to slowly lick up her slit. She leaned her head back and moaned slightly. I found her clit with my tongue and slowly started to lick back and forth. She pushed her hips forward on the chair as she grabbed harder on the seat.
I moved my right hand up and started to gently run my fingers around her folds as my tongue continued to flick back and forth.
“Oh God, Tank” she moaned.
I found her entrance with my finger, and I pushed slowly inside her. Her hips rolled onto my face and hand as she let out a loud moan. I felt her legs tighten slightly around my head. I started to move my tongue faster as I pushed my finger deeper inside of her.
“Fuck, Tank, don’t stop,” she breathed.
I pulled my finger out and pushed two back in. I hooked them upwards knowing that I was hitting her g-spot by the way her body started to shake. I flicked my tongue faster and started to move my fingers back and forth pushing her quickly to the edge.
“Yes, Tank, yes!” Noelle screamed.
I felt her whole body start to shake as the orgasm took over her. Loud moans escaped her lips, and her hips moved with me as I continued to suck and push my fingers inside of her. Once her screams subsided, I gently pulled my fingers out of her. She was panting heavily and had a large smile on her face. Her watch beeped, and she looked at it quickly.
“I should get you back to your room. Doctor Mason will be on his rounds soon, and he’ll want to check in on you,” she said, in a quiet, quiet voice. I clenched my jaw and nodded. I couldn’t tell if she hated me or she hated herself, but I could see that she was at war with herself over what had happened.
I pulled up my pants, and she opened the door, looking down the corridor to check if anyone was coming. Then she stepped outside and waited for me to join her.
When I stepped outside, she turned to me but avoided her eyes.
“Will you be able to get back by yourself?” she asked.
“Of course,” I replied, searching her face for more, but she had already started walking away from me.
So, I had no other choice but to turn around and go back to my room.
CHAPTER 8
Noelle
I was waiting outside Tank’s room. Through the glass window on the door, I could see Doctor Mason speaking to him. Tank was nodding his head, and the doctor was smiling. I knew that meant that he was going to be discharged today.
I had managed to keep my distance from him since the day, two days ago, when I had his cock in my mouth in the supply room down the corridor. I got some of the other nurses who I was friends with; to cover my rounds and it drained me. I wanted to see him. I wanted him to know just how much I had enjoyed it. I had never given someone a blowjob before, but with Tank, it had made me feel powerful. My pussy had been dripping wet the whole time, and that night, I had pleasured myself to the fantasy of having that cock inside me, instead of just in my mouth.
But he was a patient, and also a man who my family would never approve of. So, I knew that my relationship with him could never go beyond this. I had acted in my best interest the last two days, to stay away from him. But now that I’d heard that Doctor Mason was going to discharge him, that he had been healing quickly and making great progress; I couldn’t stop myself from wanting to see him again.
So I waited, till Doctor Mason stepped out of the room and passing him a smile, I opened the door and saw Tank on the bed. He was sitting up now, his beard seemed fuller, and my mouth salivated when I saw how hot he looked.
For a moment, there was a look of surprise in his eyes, like he had not expected to see me again. Then, he smiled. I couldn’t remember seeing Tank smile before. He was just not the smiling type.
“I was hoping I’d see you again,” he said, in a deep quiet voice and I shut the door behind me.
I edged closer to him, keeping my hands clasped together and forcing myself to meet his eyes.
“I heard you’re being discharged today and that you’ve been doing really well,” I said, and I noticed how the bandage around his stomach had now been replaced by a small patch, just to cover the wound. Tank nodded.
“I feel fit, back to normal,” he said, and his eyes traveled over my body. He was doing that thing again where he was undressing me with his eyes. And once again, it sent a shivering thrill down my spine.
“Noelle…” he said my name and I couldn’t escape him now. I had to stand there and listen to what he had to say to me.
“Yes?” I said and looked back at his handsome, chiseled face.
“Are you afraid of me?” he asked, and I felt my shoulders droop. I wasn’t afraid of him! Those were the last feelings I felt for him. I was attracted to him. I desired him. I wanted to get to know him. I wanted to see him smile more often. I was afraid of myself around him.
“Is there anything about you that I should be afraid of?” I asked and stepped closer to him. His eyes settled on my breasts, swung down to the spot between my legs, and then his gaze traveled up my body to my face again.
“Whatever I am, you should know that I would never do anything to harm you,” he said, and I felt goosebumps on my arms. I had never
trusted anybody as much as I trusted this stranger. There was a quiet strength about him that I believed in, and I wished I could communicate that to him, but I couldn’t put it in words.
“All right. You haven’t harmed me, have you?” I asked, and Tank clenched his jaws.
“No, I don’t think I have. But I can understand why you want to keep your distance from me, and that’s okay. It was good while it lasted,” Tanks said, and his mouth was firmly set like he was angry. His hazel eyes were dark and narrowed as he stared at me. His words made me panic. They had reminded me that it was all going to be over soon. That Tank would be discharged from the hospital in a few hours, and then I might never see him again.
I stepped closer to him, biting down on my lip. He was following my every moment with his eyes, tracking my body.
“I don’t think you understand why I’m trying to keep my distance from you,” I argued, and Tank took in a deep breath.
“You think I’m some kind of monster, that I don’t belong to your world and that if you want to stay safe, you should stay away from me,” he replied, and I stared at him, my lips slightly parted. “And you’re absolutely right,” he added, and all my breath seemed to leave my body.
“I don’t think you’re a monster!” I snapped, and I watched as Tank clenched his jaw.
“But I don’t belong to your world either, do I?” he asked, and I hesitated before I said anything. He was right, that was exactly what I had been thinking all these days since I met him.
Instead of replying to him, I walked over and sat down beside him on the hospital bed. I had no idea how many rules I was breaking by doing that, but I didn’t care anymore. I couldn’t stand the thought of never seeing him again, and us parting on these terms. There was something about this man that pulled me towards him, no matter how dangerous and destructive it was.
“Then why don’t you tell me what world you belong to, Tank?” I asked him, in a soft, encouraging voice. He was staring at me like he was struggling with himself, but eventually, Tank relaxed his shoulders, and I knew he was going to tell me what I wanted to know.
