Элла Франк - Exquisite

"You dropped the robe Langley." she panted as she shifted her hips on her hand and he moved his trying to get some friction on the throbbing ache she held in her palm. "You weren't supposed to do that."

Blinking down at her through a haze of lust he clenched his jaw and asked softly with as much patience as he could whilst trying to cling to his slipping control. "So now what?"

She smiled then and her hand tightened on him as she moaned. She must have hit her own good spot and he felt his hips twitching and his own hands tremble against her head.

"Tell me what you want Lena, anything. God damn it!"

Licking her lips she opened her eyes staring up at him with so much desire he thought he could drown in it. "Beg me."

Letting out a short laugh he asked, "Isn't that what I'm doing?"

She smiled now and shook her head as she ground her hips on her hand again and squeezed him. "You wanted to play with me, so I'm playing."

Letting out a shaky breath he asked in a hoarse voice, "Lena please suck me."

Moving her hips faster she kept her eyes open on his and he thought he’d go nuts. She stroked her hand up and over his cock and he clenched his teeth as she shook her head. The woman was torturing him. Torturing him with mind numbing pleasure.

Moaning, her eyes slid shut and her hips snapped even faster, her mouth came open on a pant and he knew she was close. He felt his cock throb wanting the same release.

"Jesus Lena. Are you trying to kill me? Suck my fucking cock!" Her eyes flew open and he added quickly remembering her request. "Please?"

With that one word she seemed to tip over the edge and she groaned loudly squeezing her thighs together and clenching her palm around his hard cock. He grunted and felt his orgasm close as she rode hers through and her breathing slowed.

Opening her eyes she looked up at him and grinned. "Now it's your turn." she took her hand from between her legs and in a move so dirty he thought he’d come just watching her, she licked her fingers.

"I'm gonna to die." he mumbled then he felt her lips wrap around the head of his cock and lower down. The snug wet heat of her mouth and the visual memory of her coming one minute before was all he needed. He gripped her head thrust into her mouth twice then tugged her hair so she was looking at him. She knew he was close and he was asking permission with his eyes, she moaned and rocked her hips again excited by the thought and she nodded granting the permission. He moaned and thrust once, twice then gripping her hair came on a loud shout into her hot mouth watching her swallow him down.

Panting hard he looked down at her and she slowly released him and lay down on her back on the floor. Her beautiful hair spread out behind her and she looked so relaxed and happy he felt his heart clench at her moment of peace. Then she opened an eye and said softly, "You can keep my robe, I don't need it."

Chuckling softly he came down beside her and pulled her in next to him. He was still in his shirt and his pants were around his ankles.

"Hmm, no you certainly don't."

Fingering her bra strap he kissed her on her neck and whispered in her ear, "I like this color on you."

Smiling she raised a brow, "I noticed. Were you coming to get me for dinner?"

Nodding he rubbed his nose in her hair hugging her tighter, "Yes. I got sidetracked. Are you hungry?"

She giggled, a sound he loved, and took a deep breath shaking her head. "Nope I just ate." and with that they both started laughing.

Lena walked into the cafeteria searching out her friend. She spotted her in the corner with a book on the table and her glasses perched on her nose. Making a beeline toward her she snagged a seat and sat down smiling when Shelly looked over at her munching on a piece of apple. "What?"

Lena's latest hobby was to drive Shelly insane with twenty questions about Paul, a lawyer she’d met around a month ago and had been seeing regularly since. As Lena told her, payback’s a bitch.

"Seriously? Why are you grinning at me like that?" she asked pushing her glasses up her nose. "It freaks me out. I'm still not use to or fond of 'happy Lena'."

Laughing, Lena smiled and reached over snagging a piece of apple for herself. "Oh shut it. You wanted me to get a man and get laid. I did and now you're complaining."

"Well excuse me if I didn't realize that achieving both of those things would turn you into a happy, grinning, annoyingly smug, pain in my ass."

Lena’s grin only got wider. "You only have yourself to blame. Now, how was the date last night? Sex or no sex?"

Shelly harrumphed and Lena knew that meant no sex. Biting down on the apple Lena sat back in her chair and said around the food in her mouth.

"Me." she said pointing to herself, "Sex. Great, hot dirty sex."

Shelly flipped her off. "Remember karma? Watch out she'll find you. She sure found me." Pausing Shelly reached out took the bottle of water off the table, undid it and took a drink. Placing it back down she looked over to Lena. "What kind of man wont sleep with you when you ask him too? It's been a little over a month for crying out loud."

"Maybe he thinks you're special and doesn't want to rush?"

Shelly tilted her head giving Lena a, really? kind of look. As though she was an idiot for even suggesting it.

"Well no need for that." she paused then continued at a louder pitch, "I know I'm special! I'm also sexually frustrated, think he knows that?"

Lena couldn't help it she burst out laughing. "Well I don't know about him but everyone in this cafeteria now knows."

Shelly glared over at her. Looking at the clock on the wall she grimaced and stood looking down at Lena. "Well you can sit here all smug with yourself. I need to go and see my patients."

Picking up another piece of apple Lena bit into it and chewed watching her friend with the accused smug grin. "Ok. I'll just sit here and think about how sexually satisfied I am."

Shelly finally cracked a grin. "Remember I helped you get him."

Lena nodded, "I know and I thank you every time he puts his mouth..."

Shelly held her hand up interrupting, "I can't even bare to hear it, that's how hard up I am."

Shelly turned around and walked away, and Lena was sure she heard, "Smug lucky bitch." being mumbled under her friends breath and she had to agree, that was a fairly accurate description.

Mason was sitting at his desk when there was a soft knock on his office door. He put down the pen in his hand and looked up to see Rachel standing in the doorway. It looked as though she’d been crying and he immediately thought of his mother. Standing up he came around the desk and motioned for her to come inside. She made her way over to him and he reached out hugging her.

“What’s wrong Rachel?”

She started to cry then in earnest. Sobbing and wiping her nose on his sweater, ah the joys of a sister.

“It’s,” she sobbed once, “It’s Ch–ch-Charlie.” she stuttered out between sobs and Mason knew right then what was going on from years of comforting a broken hearted sister. He tugged her closer and kissed the top of her head.

“What happened baby girl?”

Sniffling she looked up at him and her purple tipped hair curled down over her shoulders. He pushed it back from her face and tucked it behind her ear. “He told me he didn’t want anything serious.”

Mason winced, knowing he’d used that line a time or two himself. “And you did?”

She nodded. “Doesn’t everyone?” Pausing she tilted her head to him, “Don’t you with Lena?”

Mason thought back to last night and smiled nodding, “Yeah I guess I finally do. But for a long time I had no interest in it.”

Rachel put her head on his chest again, “That’s because you finally met the right person.”

Running a hand down her hair he sighed, “Yeah I did.” He shifted back from her and looked down and asked seriously, “Did you really want to wake up everyday to those eyebrows?”

He waited as she glared at him then she burst out laughing punching his shoulder. “Jerk.”

Hugging her close he chuckled, “What do you need Rach? Tell me?”

She took a deep breath and asked softly, “A break? I just need to get away from him, from our place while he moves out.”

Mason nodded and let go of her moving back around behind the table. “What were you thinking?”

Rachel wiped her eyes and came to sit down in the chair opposite him. “My friend over in Italy invited me to stay with her for a couple of weeks.”

Mason leaned back in his chair. “Italy huh? I miss Italy.”

“And the Italian women?”

He thought about that then shook his head, “Nope. The food.”

Rachel came around and hugged him around the neck. She kissed his head this time and whispered. “Thanks Mase. You’re the best brother.”

Looking up at her he grinned, “I’m the only brother you have.”

“Same difference.” and with that she kissed him again, gave him a final squeeze and walked out the door.

Monday evening rolled around and he’d just arrived at St Luke’s to pick up Lena so they could go over to his mom’s. He rode up the elevator and when he got off he almost ran into Shelly, or as he liked to call her, Dr Monroe.

“Well hey there Casanova. Coming to pick up your girl?”

Smiling at her he nodded and walked along beside her, “Sure am. Think she’ll be ready for me?”

Shelly turned down the corridor with him. “I’m sure. Since you’ve come along Lena no longer lingers at work like she use to.”

He could believe that too. Before, him Lena had been a complete workaholic putting in ridiculous hours only to go home and run herself into the ground in the hopes of being able to fall asleep nightmare free. He was happy that she now had him to fight off her demons and so far it seemed to work like a charm. Although they still ran in the mornings he liked to think their evening extracurricular activities were one of the reasons she was now eager to get home.

“Earth to Mason.”

He focused back on Dr Monroe smiling down at her.

“I was going to ask where you went to but by the look of that smile I can already guess it was x rated.”

Laughing he held his arm out, she hooked hers through it and they stopped at Lena’s door and knocked together. “You’d be right.”

“Perv.” she said with a smile.

“Yeah yeah I know.”

Lena opened the door and looked at the mischievous looks on their faces and demanded with her hands on her hips. “Ok what?”

Lena could tell by the unholy smile on Mason’s face and the smirk on Shelly’s they’d been talking about her. Unhooking their arms Shelly moved into the office first wrapping an arm around Lena’s shoulders.

“Oh nothing Lena. Mason was just daydreaming and I caught him.”

They both looked over to where he was leaning up against the door frame with his arms crossed. He was smiling at her with the hottest look in his eyes Lena couldn’t help but feel every part of her clench.

“You two don’t act anything like I expected.”

Lena and Shelly both looked at him, but it was Shelly who asked first. “Oh and how are we supposed to act?”

Mason pushed off the door and came into the office leaning his hands on the back of the chair looking at both of them.

“I’m not sure.” he paused and looked them up and down, “You’re both extremely intelligent women.”

“Watch it Langley.” Lena warned.

“No, no. Hear me out. It’s obvious you’re both top of your fields. Your professional, smart, sophisticated women and yet right now you remind me of my sister when she was in high school.”

Lena’s mouth dropped open and she heard Shelly snort then start to laugh. “Are you trying to tell us you think we’re immature Casanova?”

Shaking his head he continued to smile. “No you’re both just, “ he seemed to be looking for the right word, then he found it, “Fun! You always expect doctors to be serious and kind of stuffy. But you two act like two giggling girls.”

“Alright Langley that’s quiet enough. Giggling girls?” Lena asked with an arched brow. He grinned at her insulted tone then stood moving his way around the desk to them. He reached out and placed a finger under her chin, tilting her head up.

“It wasn’t an insult Lena, you can relax. I think it’s refreshing and sexy.”