At lunchtime, I clocked out and made my way to the cafeteria, thankful for the break. As I was walking in, I noticed Santa wasn’t at his North Pole setup.Why was I looking for him? It wasn’t like I wanted to see him again, right?Lost in thought, I was still looking toward the North Pole when I ran into what felt like a brick wall—a tall, velvety brick wall with a fake beard and red hat.
Brandon, aka Santa, grabbed me by my arms to steady me as I practically bounced off of him. “Hey, easy there. You okay?” he asked with a grin.
I stared up at him.Fuck me, he looked good.I felt so small in his arms, and that was such a turn on for me. I wasn’t the smallest of girls, so I went absolutely feral for a guy who made me feel tiny.
“Lexi, are you okay?” he asked again, sounding more concerned.Oops, I guess I hadn’t responded.
“Yeah, I’m fine,” I said finally. “Come with me.” I pulled him by the hand out of the cafeteria.
“What are you—” His words cut off as I pushed him into a vacant on-call room and locked the door behind us. “What are you doing, Lexi?”
A mischievous smile spread across my face as I stalked towards him. “I know I said it was a one-time thing, but I gotta tell you, this Santa suit just does something to me.”
He held his hands up. “Whoa. Wait a minute. We can’t do that here.” His eyes darted around the room and to the door. He licked his lips and then clenched his fists. “Can we?” He was definitely game. I just needed to reassure him that we wouldn’t get caught. People think this shit only happens on Grey’s Anatomy, but I’m telling you, where there’s a will, there’s a way, and hospital workers have needs like anyone else.
“Don’t worry, Santa. The door is locked, and I promise to be as quiet as a mouse.” I moved closer and grasped his forearms tightly. “So what’s it gonna be? Are you feeling naughty or nice today?”
Without a word, he gripped me firmly around the waist and lifted me, catching my mouth with his. My legs wrapped around him, and then he walked a few steps until my back slammed against the wall. I reached up and pulled off his stupid fake beard. As hot as the Santa shit was, it was also in the way. We continued to make out like a couple of horny teenagers, each of us licking and nipping at one another. His erection pressed against me, causing me to gasp.
“You see what you do to me, Sweetheart?” he growled.
“I need you inside of me. Now, Brandon,” I pleaded. And then I remembered where we were and that I didn’t have any goddamned condoms.Fuck.
His hands caressed and massaged my ass and thighs while he continued to dry hump me against the wall. Well, maybedryhump wasn’t the right term, because I was mostdefinitely wet. I only hoped the evidence wouldn’t be visible through my scrubs.
“Hmm, you want this cock, baby?” he asked breathlessly.
“Condom?” I asked, praying he was the prepared type and had one in his wallet or something. I couldn’t believe I hadn’t thought of it before, but Brandon had me all kinds of fucked up and totally off my game.
He pulled away to look me in the eyes. “I’m dressed as Santa, Lexi. Why would I have condoms with me?” he deadpanned.
“Fuck,” I whined, more mad at myself than anything. “Let me down.”
“Okay,” he replied, but kept me in his grip and walked me over to the crummy twin bed in the corner of the room. He laid me down and then started untying my scrub pants, but I caught his hands with mine.
“We don’t have condoms, Brando.”
“That doesn’t mean I can’t get you off quick before you have to get back to work.” I released his hands because,fuck it. If he wanted to get me off, who was I to say no?
He made swift work of my drawstring and pulled my pants and underwear down in one motion, leaving my shoes and socks on.The fuck?Suddenly, he pulled my legs up over his head and leaned in close, leaving my feet resting on his back. I hoped he dry-cleaned his suit regularly because these shoes had seen some shit,literally. Whatever, that was a later problem. Right now, I was more focused on the manin front of me, who was looking at my dripping pussy as if it were his last meal.
He started on my thigh, kissing and licking his way up, and then swiped his thick tongue through my center. He didn’t waste any time, adding two fingers into my needy pussy while flicking and licking, and sucking on my clit. I was ready to blow in seconds. Then, I came hard, convulsing like I was being electrocuted. Fuck, I never came that fast with anyone else before.Fucking clit whisperer.
He eased up but kept slowly finger fucking me and sucking on my clit while I came down. “Fuck, Santa. That was so fucking hot.”
He laughed from between my legs. “Yeah, it was. I could eat this pussy all day, every day.” After putting my feet back down on the ground, he helped me stand so I could pull my pants up.
As I finished righting myself, the code pager went off.Perfect timing.I picked it up to show him. “Gotta run. Duty calls.” I walked towards the door, but he grabbed me by the arm.
“Not so fast, Sweetheart. When can I see you again?” His devilish grin made him look more like a bad boy, not the nice guy Daphne had made him out to be.
“Maybe soon.” I shrugged, offering him a glimmer of hope as I slipped out the door. Strangely enough, and against my better judgment, I did actually want to see him again. This guy could fuck, ate pussy like a pro, and, from what I could tell, I didn’t hate his personality. As long as hecould keep his mouth shut and feelings out of this, I wasn’t opposed to keeping him in the rotation.
When I got backto the unit from the fourth code of the day, I flopped down in a chair at the nurses’ station. “Fuck today,” I huffed quietly, so as not to be heard by any visitors.
Daphne and Amanda shot me a disapproving look. “Lexi,” Daphne snapped. “Shhh.”
I rolled my eyes. “First of all, don’t shhh me. Second, I was whispering. No one heard me. And third, is it a fucking full moon? If I have to go to one more code today, I swear to God I’m quitting.” I wasn’t really going to quit, but I would threaten to at least once a week.
