9
Violet
“Yes?”
The door slid open and one of the medical personnel bowed at the waist. “I’m sorry to interrupt, sir. Ma’am.”
The nurse, or whatever she was, seemed perfectly nice. She was quite a bit taller than I was. Thicker shoulders. She had on a green medical uniform, but the arm band she wore was red, just like the guys.
If she had any idea of what we’d been doing in the exam room, she gave no indication. This was good because one minute I was afraid I would die of pleasure as Zed f****d me up against the wall, then I was a crying, sobbing mess. I wasn’t exactly sure what was up either. I was exhausted, sated, confused, sore, pleased. Everything. My body wrung out from stress over Mindy, transport, and more orgasms in the last few hours than I’d had in the last year. My entire
