She whimpers, her fingers tangling in my hair, her body tensing desperately. And then she shatters. A strangled cry leaves her lips as pleasure rips through her, her entire body trembling as waves of ecstasy crash over her. I keep my fingers inside her, working her through it, swallowing every desperate little sound she makes as she falls apart in my arms.
Fucking beautiful.
When her body finally goes limp, I press a kiss to her temple, murmuring against her skin, “You okay, baby?”
She nods weakly, her breath still uneven, her cheeks flushed. She looks completely wrecked. Completely mine.
I smirk, brushing my lips over hers. “We don’t have time for more today, baby.” I smirk toward the door. “Officer Johnson doesn’t like me as much. But next time, I promise it’ll be my cock making you come.”
She shivers, her fingers tightening in my hair, dragging me into another kiss. And fuck if I don’t want to take her right here, right now, correctional officers be damned.
But I’ll wait. I’ll be patient. Because I’m keeping her.
And when I finally take her again, it won’t be rushed.
It’ll be slow. Deep. Devastating.
It’ll be everything.
Chapter six
Ellie
I shove my ID badge into my locker and tug the scrubs over my head, the cool air brushing over my skin. It’s been a long day but my body still hums with lingering heat from earlier. From him.
I press my lips together, my fingers brushing my neck where Ronan kissed me not even an hour ago. He left a hickey—the bruise of it is faint, but I can feel the imprint in my soul.
The locker room door creaks open, and I freeze, just for a second, before forcing myself to breathe.
I’m safe. Daryl can’t find me here.
“Hey,” Gina says, strolling in with her signature catlike grace. She gives me a once-over, her eyes narrowing slightly. “You heading out?”
“Yeah,” I reply, keeping my tone casual as I stuff my scrubs into my locker. “Just finished logging charts.”
Gina leans against the lockers, arms crossed, one brow arched in that all-knowing way of hers. “So…you and Callahan?”
My heart skips a beat, but I keep my eyes expression straight. “What about me and Callahan?”
She lets out a humorless scoff. “Don’t play coy, Ellie. There are rumors going around. What’s going on between you two?”
“He’s a patient, Gina,” I say with a nonchalant shrug even as heat rises up my neck.
Rumors already? It’s only been one day!
“Uh-huh. A patient, you say?” She arches her brow in disbelief. “You need to be careful. He’s dangerous. I warned you to stay away from him.”
I shut my locker—a little harder than I mean to. I take in a deep breath, turning to face her fully. “You don’t know him.”
“I know enough,” Gina says, her gaze steady. “He killed a man, Ellie.”
“And I work here because I have to,” I counter. “We all have pasts, Gina.”
She sighs. “I’m not judging, okay? I just…I like you, Ellie. I’d hate to see you get pulled under by someone who’s still drowning.”
I give her a tight smile and sling my bag over my shoulder. “I’ll be fine.”
She watches me for a long beat before nodding. “Just be careful, okay?”
