Pinky

Remembering the entire reason for your visit you called out to the sulking nurse.

“Me here for doctor appointment” you joked

Both girls laughed.

“I am a golden god.” You thought to yourself

“I’m actually here for a follow-up appointment with Dr. Miller and I guess first-aid for a nosebleed.”

This time only Pinky laughed.

“Still a golden god”

Perking up at your respond, Brenda turned to face you with a tiny smile.

“No problem, I can grab her for you what’s your name?”

“Joseph Ashwood, I was supposed to have her check me out and give me a physical.”

Pink-Hair snickered again for some reason.

“Alright I’ll be back as soon as I find her for ya!” Brenda smiled at you

But directed a look you had learned from many interactions with Brie meant bad things at Pink-Hair.

With Brenda gone, Pink continued to work on your nose in silence.

Breaking the ice you piped up

“So what’s your name?”

Pink grinned

“Leah”

“Nice to meet you Leah.”

“Same comedian, she’s a virgin ya know”

Sputtering you tried to cover your shock but you were about as covert as a Russian ****.

Leah smirked

“Yup, total virgin never even seen a cock before.” She said with a wink.

“Oh” you responded faking normalcy.

If you didn’t already had a nosebleed, you would have had one now.

“Lean back and hold these.”

Shivering you expected something lewd but were surprised when Leah handed you a bit of gauze.

Slightly relieved you relaxed for a moment until she climbed into your lap.

Shivering again, she could sense your nervousness.

You felt like you were back in the kitchen with Eva.

For the second time today you were a piece of meat for a ravenous lioness.

You liked women. But consent is important damn-it!

“Hm, I may have a fetish” you paused thinking about often you kept finding yourself in this situation.

Your inner monologue was quickly interrupted by the sensation of Leah’s gloved hands firmly gripping your face.

That sly dog, she caught you monologuing.

“I told you to lean back” she whispered pushing your head back.

Unsure of her intent, you complied

Grinning Leah shined the magnifying tool up your nostrils.

“Looks like the bleeding has stopped, let’s get you cleaned up gauze please!”

Raising your open hand she quickly snatched it up and began wiping away the blood from the inside of your nostrils.

As she worked you became acutely aware of how close Leah actually was. Centered in your lap every small shift or wiggle put her body’s weight onto your groin. Not forgetting last night you tried to focus on anything but her.

But fuck she made it difficult.

Each exhale bathed your face in her warm, minty breath and with the inhale her breasts squished against your chest.

Mama didn’t raise no idiot and years of dating Savannah told you she was doing this on purpose.

Struggling you tried to focus on anything in the room that would keep your attention off her. Failing miserably it took only a few minutes before your gaze was directed back on Leah.

Trailing up you eyed the bulging veins in her neck. How badly you wanted to bite them as you pleasured her. Tracing her jaw you found yourself fixated on the small patch of freckles running across her cheeks and over nose. You missed them when you first saw her but this close they were clear as day.

Fuck they were cute.

You wanted to smother each one in kisses.

After a couple more minutes, Leah tossed the gauze aside.

“Alright, you’re all patched up”

Sighing you anxiously waited for her leave your lap while your sanity still remained intact.

“You know most guys stare at my cleavage not the freckles.” She teased with a massive shit-eating grin on her face.

Fuck there went the last of your sanity.

“Don’t worry, I won’t hold it against you…unless you ask nicely.”

Leah closed the gap between you two. Moving her hands to your neck she gripped it tightly before pressing her forehead against yours. Wetting her lips she delicately ran her tongue up your chin and around the side of your face.

Sweating bullets and cheeks flush you nervously waited on Leah.

Craning her neck she gazed up at you.

Yup that look earlier was definitely hunger.

“Tell me, whose eyes are sexier mine or Brenda’s?”

The fuck.

Mouth falling open, you struggled for words.

Leah’s warm, moist breath drifted into your open mouth as she awaited your answer.

Running her hands up the sides of your face she seemed to bask in your indecisiveness.

Letting her linger you sat there like a dope trying to fabricate an answer to the suicidal question.

Acting on the strife she shocked you by firmly planting her lips into yours.

Her kiss was

Angry?

Lustful?

Hungry?

Enraged?

You couldn’t quite pin it

But you wanted more.

Her hands moved again this time to your forehead and the base of your neck. Squeezing your neck violently she **** herself harder into you.

Leah utterly dominated you,

“Definitely a fetish” you rolled your eyes.

Her lips ate at you trying to siphon your very soul out.

Meeting her lust or hunger with equal **** you clenched her hip and cheek, pulling her just as deep into you.

Locked together neither one of you loosened the reins. Keeping the ante raised, each attempt to overpower the other was met with equal or greater ****.

The stakes continuing to soar you felt your body melt under hers.

She was ravenous

But

So were you.

Scorched by desire, Leah broke off first.

“I’m glad you didn’t say anything, any answer would have pissed me off.”

You struggled with how much she reminded you of Savannah, but you didn’t care.

You just wanted her.

Leah sneered

“Now then I seem to remember someone mentioning a physical.”