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-Kitten
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"You know, I feel bad not getting you anything."
"Why? I just want time with you I don't need anything."
"Yeah, but that doesn't mean you don't want anything."
Lee was so weird about gifts. He would always get me something for my birthday, even when I begged him not to. So I felt awful when he told me that he didn't want me to get him anything this year.
"I want you. That's it. You've been so busy lately and I never see you."
He was right. I had been getting everything ready for my first demonstration. Since I was at the top of my class, the head surgeon decided it would be a good idea for me to show the new residency students the basics of a knee replacement. I was nervous as hell and I wanted everything to go perfectly. So, I had been reading up and studying every possible complication that can occur during surgery and how to fix it. I would be at the school for hours studying and reading. Drawing diagrams, making notes, and highlighting into the late hours of the night. By the time I got home, it would almost be time for me to go back to school and start my day all over again. And I would be up, showered, and gone before he even thought about getting up for work at 7:00 AM.
This morning was the first time I had really seen him in days. And it was the day of my demonstration. The head surgeon told me that since I had been working so hard to make everything go so smoothly, (as he had literally caught me asleep in the study lounge with a pencil in hand several times) he thought it would be a good idea if I just took the day off afterward. Since it was Lee's birthday and I had some prepping to do, I took him up on his offer.
"At least let me make you dinner."
Lee let out a slightly annoyed sigh.
"Fine. But nothing too fancy."
I lit up with excitement. I love to cook and at least I was able to do something for his birthday.
"What would you like? I'll make whatever you want."
Lee rolled his eyes at me.
"I don't care just make anything. You know I'll eat it."
This was true, Lee loves my cooking. But I wanted tonight to be at least a little bit special.
"Ugh. Just tell me what you want. You don't have to be such a hardass."
Exasperated, I rolled my eyes at him and walked toward the kitchen. I was a little annoyed that it was so hard for him to just let me do something special for him.
Lee followed me into the kitchen. As I opened the fridge to grab my lunch he wrapped his arms around my waist and rested his chin gently on my right shoulder.
"Ok. I'm sorry. I'm not trying to be a hardass I just miss you. You know I hate sharing you, even just with school. I really do just want time with you."
I turned around and he put his hands on the counter behind me, trapping me there and leaning toward me. His gaze met mine and we weren't even inches apart. I cupped his face gently and whispered against his lips,
"Apology accepted. Now what would you like for dinner birthday boy?"
A grin quickly spread across his lips. He moved his hands from the counter to my hips and he whispered back,
"You."
I giggled.
"Yes, yes besides that. What would you like to eat?"
He smirked again, wider this time.
"You."
I rolled my eyes and asked him,
"How does pepperoni pizza sound? With extra sauce just how you like it?"
"Sounds delicious, but I like my idea better. You're a lot more appetizing than pizza."
I giggled and leaned in. He met me halfway but to his surprise I bit his lip for a quick moment and let it snap back. He let out a low groan.
"Don't start something you can't finish. You wouldn't want to be late for your demonstration."
"Wouldn't dream of it."
I grabbed my keys, my lunch, my bookbag, and headed out the door. Before I left I stopped and looked at him.
Lee was extremely handsome. He was tall with lustrous dark brown eyes, thick dark brown hair, and a trimmed jawline. He had strong hands and a well trimmed body as he worked out during his free time. The only thing he was wearing was a pair of black boxers. He was quite an impressive sight. I looked his body up and down, and a feeling of desire started to overtake me. I hadn't noticed that he was hard until now- and it took every ounce of self control to not drop all of my stuff, tackle him to the floor, and wrap my mouth around his cock right then and there.
He noticed I was staring and slyly walked over to me with a grin on his face. Now inches away from me, he ran his fingertips down my arms. His touch sent chills down my spine. Everything I had in my hands fell to the floor- like magic.
He pressed his hips against mine and raised a playful eyebrow at me. I could feel him oozing precum through his underwear.
"You're gonna get precum on my scrubs."
"Is that really what's on your mind right now?"
I looked down and blushed. He knew I was trying to distract myself from the fact that he was pressing his hard cock against me and he was having none of it.
I reached into his underwear and planted soft kisses on his chest. I could hear him smile as he gently caressed the back of my head, and kissed my forehead. I began to stroke him slowly, first starting at the tip and sliding the precum all over his cock- using it as lube. I focused more toward the tip and he let out a quiet groan. I then slid my other hand in his underwear and started using both hands to stroke him.
It drove him wild. As I was stroking him, I began to leave small love bites all over his chest, forming small hickeys. I smirked as the combination of the bites and both of my hands on his cock had gotten him close to cumming already.
"Fuck."
Lee bit his lip as he looked down and saw both of my hands on his cock. He then looked me in the eyes and gave me a smoldering look. He grabbed my hips and gently kissed my neck. I enjoyed it a little too much and almost gave in. I wanted nothing more at that moment than to take all of my clothes off and let him fuck me against the wall. I wanted to feel his hard cock deep inside me, ramming into me with each stroke. My pussy was begging for it and the ache was almost unbearable, but I kept my composure. Lee leaned up against me and whispered in my ear,
"I'm gonna cum. Get on your knees."
It took every ounce of my self control to not be obedient and let every drop of his delicious cum shoot down my throat. But just as I had timed it, my phone alarm went off. Signaling that it was time for me to go. I smiled a huge cheesy grin and looked him in his eyes and said,
"I need to go."
Lee gave me a shocked and desperate look. However, as he realized the game I just played, the look turned into one of extreme annoyance and impatience.
I picked up my bookbag, my keys, and my lunchbox, and started to turn toward the door. Just as I thought I had gotten away with it, Lee grabbed me by my waist and pulled me up against him. I could feel his cock pressing up against my ass. He bit the back of my shoulder and I couldn't help but let out a small moan.
"You know I'm not a very patient man."
I smiled. Lee began to slide his hands up my body and placed his index finger on my bottom lip as he delicately wrapped his large fingers around my chin. I opened my mouth and he slid his finger inside it. I gave him a playful but hard bite and he quickly removed his finger from my mouth. I whipped around and gave him a playful grin.
"Unfortunately for you, it looks like you'll have to be for now. I have to go. It's not optional."
Lee gave me a frustrated eyeroll. Then gave me a look full of a mix of extreme desire, annoyance, and exasperation. He took a step back and came to terms with the fact that unfortunately, he would have to wait. He kissed my forehead and stepped back to pull his boxers up.
"Okay, okay fine. But you're finishing this tonight, fucking brat."
He yet again raised another playful eyebrow and smiled at me.
"I plan to."
With that, I headed out the door, threw my stuff in my car, and drove off.
By the time I had gotten to the hospital I was more than flustered. I still had an extremely long day ahead of me before I could even think about getting home, and all I could think about was Lee. I could feel how wet I was through my underwear and I was just praying that it wouldn't soak through. I definitely missed Lee these past few days and his touch always makes me unimaginably horny. Everything about him turns me on. Not even just the way he looks. It was his personality, his voice, even the smallest things like the way he runs his fingers through his hair. I was so hot for him. And the fact that he was hot for me too in the exact same ways made our passion for each other indescribable. We were both desperately in love, and lust.
I walked in and went to the surgical wing of the hospital to meet the head surgeon. When he saw me he gave me an odd smile.
"Are you nervous?"
"No not at all. I am actually extremely confident that this will go quicker than anticipated. Why?"
"You're flushed. So I just assumed you were nervous. No matter! If you think that this will go quicker than expected there is no reason to wait. Are you sure you're ready?"
"Positively!"