I left Kynlee at the door of the bedroom she was using tonight, but it took everything I had to walk away. I'm a thirty year old neurosurgeon and she is the sister of a patient I am consulting on. What the hell am I doing feeling attraction toward her?
I think I hid my feelings okay, but Dr. Adams gave me a strange look when I didn't leave while she updated Kynlee about Kedron, but damn it, the girl is all alone. I couldn't just leave her to crumble alone. I may have crossed the line when I held her while she cried, but she was breaking my heart. I can only imagine how she will react if her brother doesn't pull through this.
I'm not sure she realizes the condition he is likely to be in if he does pull through. A crushed cervical vertebrae is very likely to cause paralysis from the point of fracture downward. Kedron's life will likely be nothing like what he is used to. Kynlee will need help with his care, with a home that is accessible, and definitely financially.
As I stepped off the elevator in the lobby, deep in thought, there was my picture among the other eleven members of the Boatd of Directors staring at me. I look so young and so professional in that picture. Most of the world has no idea about the dark side I keep hidden away. It's like I have two separate personalities. One is caring, intelligent, and professional. The other side of me is dark, runs on instinct, and is even a bit impulsive. Somehow I need to figure out a way to help Kynlee that wasn't against the code of ethics, wouldn't result in me being reported to the board of physicians. I also need to avoid losing my board of director position at one of the top hospital in the nation. Last but most importantly, I need to protect Kynlee from my darker side that wants to make her mine and do all kinds of wicked things to her body to show her pleasure.
Shaking my head to clear my thoughts, I make my way to my Cadillac Sport Utility Vehicle (SUV) that sits in my V.I.P. parking spot and push my key fob to unlock the doors with their tinted windows. It had been a long day since I drove down this morning after doing my rounds at my primary hospital. Our Board of Directors meeting started at noon with a healthy meal since we were all Physicians and most had come straight from work. Only a few of us had more than a short drive. As I pulled out of the parking garage, I fought the urge to find the nearest liquor store to drown the beast inside me that had been awakened at meeting Kynlee. I rarely drank because it had a habit of getting out of control quickly and then I would black out. I was all about control. Allowing myself to become black out drunk simply was not an option.
As I drove toward the outskirts of town and closer to my home away from home, I couldn't help but try to figure out what it was about Kynlee that pulled me in. Of course she was easy on the eyes with her dark brown hair, long eye lashes that appeared black when wet from her tears, and dark chocolate covered eyes that held my attention and wouldn't let go. The skin on her hand and her cheek when I pushed her hair back, were so soft. Just the opposite of mine. Kynlee was about a head shorter than I was, but even though she was upset about her current situation, she was still able to meet and hold my eye contact. I loved looking into her gorgeous eyes that seemed to hold so much intensity and intelligence that I long to explore.
No, no, no! I cannot have this young, innocent girl who admitted to never even having a serious boyfriend. When I held her in my arms, I could feel her soft curves against me and had to fight my body not to react. My sole purpose was to comfort her, not to scare her away by pressing my hard on into her stomach. Control should be easier than that since I was not thirty, but I swear it is something about this woman that causes such strong feelings in me.
I slam on my brakes as a deer bounces out in front of my SUV. Taking a deep breath, I run my hand through my hair and look both ways for more deer before proceeding. I say out loud to myself, "okay Wam, pay attention. Where there is one deer there are usually more."
Tired and side tracked was not a good combination when driving in the dark. There had been plenty of cars to keep the deer at bay until I turned off the highway, but this county road even had deer crossing signs. Chastising myself wasn't going to help, I simply needed to pay closer attention.
After what felt like a long drive, I pulled into my driveway, walked to the front door as the motion light clicked on, and entered my part-time residence. It always felt so lonely here since I always left my cat, at my primary residence.
I removed my lab coat and tie and hung them over the back of a kitchen chair as I made my way toward the bathroom shower. I placed my dirty clothes in the hamper, adjusted the temperature, and stepped under the warm spray of water. I let out a long sigh as the adrenaline rush from missing that deer had finally left my body.
It was soon ten PM and I needed to get some sleep after my shower. Since I had refused the idea
of drinking myself into oblivion, the next best thing was an orgasm to relieve the stress and leave me ready for sleep. Shampoo in hand, I started washing my hair before moving downward. After washing the smattering of chest hair, my hand trailed down across my abs to my happy trail and began to wash my male member. Almost immediately he stood at attention and Kynlee's face came to mind. This was not good, imagining Kynlee's face while I get myself off. My stroke from root to tip and back again started out slow, but began to speed up as soon as Kynlee joined the melee. I could picture her on her knees in front of me, hands behind her back, and her lips surrounding me and giving me pleasure. Each time she pulled back with suction, her tongue would swirl around the underside and drive my arousal even higher. I imagined holding her head in my hands and gently thrusting into her mouth. As I felt my thighs, hips, and back muscles start to tighten and my scrotum pulled up tight, I gave a shout as my load shot all over the shower wall. When every last drop had been expunged, I whispered, "Kynlee," and had to put my hand against the wall to support myself. That was by far the most intense encounter I'd had with or without a partner in a long time. I rinsed the evidence off the shower wall when my breathing finally returned to normal. Sprayer in hand, I rinsed the shampoo and body soap from my body and stepped out of the shower to dry off with my plush white towels.
With a towel around my waist, I finished my bedtime routine, shut off the lights in the rest of the house, locked up, hung my towel to dry, and finally climbed naked into my comfortable bed to try to get some sleep. Thankfully, I was asleep within minutes.