Breath of Fresh Air Ch. 04

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Part 4 of the 5 part series

Updated 09/22/2022
Created 08/13/2011
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I added to the end of Chapter 3, so if you haven't read the extended version you might want to do so before you read Chapter 4. It's not critical to the story, so not totally necessary, but it's fun. ;) You can thank my fabulous friendly neighborhood editor for the addition, I have.

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Mike pulled into the hospital parking lot just in time. It had been a long shitty day and he was irritable and exhausted. After being called in early that morning to help deal with an emergency he'd just barely gotten off duty with enough time to pick Katie up. He hadn't even had time to change and felt a little awkward showing up in his uniform, but her car was broken down and she was expecting him to give her a ride home so he didn't want to be late.

He parked his truck and was walking toward the entrance when he saw Katie walking out of the door with a tall, well-dressed man, laughing at something he'd just said. Mike couldn't help but smile at the sound of her laugh, but when he saw the smug, almost proprietary way the man was looking at her his smile faded.

Though they'd never discussed whether they were seeing other people, he'd assumed that after dating for a little over a month she would have mentioned it by now if she had been. But when he saw the man reach out and put his hand on her back, guiding her toward the parking lot as they walked, he suddenly felt unsure.

Katie stepped away from the man almost immediately and when she looked around and saw him coming the way her face lit up pushed Mike's concerns aside. She was obviously glad to see him and clearly wasn't worried about letting this guy know it the way she moved toward him, leaving the man looking annoyed at her back. He smiled and waved back as they approached each other.

"Hey! You made it. I didn't think you would after your last message. I was about to call and tell you to just come to my place."

"Hi sweetheart," he said, bending to give her a hug and kiss on the cheek before glancing up and giving the man with her a quick nod to acknowledge his presence. "I wasn't sure I'd make it either, but I got off just in time."

Katie turned, gesturing at the man behind her and said, "This is Dr. Bernsen- or rather Ben, as he was just reminding me to call him. Ben, this is Mike Cooper."

"Nice to meet you, Ben," Mike said, extending his hand. The other man took it firmly and they met each other's eyes, understanding passing between them with a look. Mike couldn't help tightening his grip just a bit.

"Likewise," Ben said, covering his wince with a subtle, but contemptuous sneer.

"Ben was nice enough to offer me a ride home, but it looks like he's off the hook."

"Not at all, I'm at your service anytime. You've got my number," he said, with a quick glance at Mike. "If you ever need a ride don't hesitate to call."

"Thanks Ben," she called after him as he strode off toward the reserved parking. They turned and walked in the other direction and even though he knew the man probably wasn't watching, Mike couldn't help pulling Katie close against him with an arm around her shoulders just in case. She reached over and flicked one of his buttons, grinning up at him.

"What?" he asked, giving her a suspicious look.

"I've never seen you in the uniform before. I like it."

A smile tugged at the corners of his mouth as they approached his truck. "Do you?"

"I really do. I might have to come speeding through Knoxville just so you can pull me over."

Mike rolled his eyes and dropped his arm from her shoulders to retrieve his keys from his pocket. "Come on, now. There's no need to make fun."

"I'm not making fun," she said, laughing and turning toward him. "Okay, maybe I am just a little bit, but you do look good. Really, really good." She smoothed her palms up the black fabric covering his chest and took his collar in her hands, pulling him close for a kiss as she leaned back against the door of his truck.

Mike relaxed a little bit more, leaning into her as she wrapped her arms up around his shoulders. "Now that's the kind of hello I like."

"Speaking of hellos can I ask you something?"

"Mmhm," he said, nuzzling her neck.

"I was just wondering if you were... or well, really I wanted to know if we... oh that feels..." She shivered in his arms and pushed gently against his chest, saying," Can you stop for just a second? I can't think when your tongue is in my ear."

Mike grinned and pulled away, looking down at her. "Sorry. What were you trying to say?"

"Are you...um...seeing anyone else?"

"What? Why?" His mind immediately went back to its earlier train of thought and he must have had an alarming look on his face because she suddenly looked worried.

"I'm not trying to pressure you or anything, it's okay if you are, or well, I guess I'd want to talk about it. But I'm only asking because I'm pretty sure Ben was trying to ask me out and-"

Mike stepped back and dropped his hands from where they were resting on her hips.

"No! God this is coming out all wrong," she said, covering her face with her hands. "Never mind, can we just forget it and pretend I never said anything? Just go back to that tongue in my ear thing."

Mike reached out and pulled her hands down so he could look her in the eye. "Look, whatever you want to say, just spit it out," he said, resigned.

"All I'm trying to say is that I didn't know how to introduce you. I kind of wanted to tell him you were my boyfriend, you know to send him a clear signal. But we'd never really talked about...what the deal is between us and I wasn't sure if it would be okay with you."

He stared at her a moment before breaking into a wide grin and laughing in relief. "Is that all? Good grief, woman, you actually had me worried there for a minute. Of course that's okay with me. I mean, to be honest I kind of already think of you as...you know." He shrugged, feeling uncharacteristically awkward.

"No, I don't know. Tell me," she said, the beginnings of a smile touching the corners of her mouth.

He leaned close brushing his lips gently against hers and decided to just go for it. "You're my girl." He looked in her eyes and could see the mixture of emotions there. She was still smiling, so that was a good thing, but there was also amusement and a touch of hesitation. He lifted his eyebrow and narrowed his eyes at her. "Is that funny?"

"No, it's sweet. In a cave-manish kind of way. I guess I'm alright with being your girl."

"You guess it's alright? Nice," he smirked and rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, I guess it's alright," she said with a giggle. "If it'll make you feel better I'll make it official by having t-shirts printed up. That way it'll be clear to Ben next time I see him."

"Fuck that, let's go find him right now. I'll set him straight myself," Mike said looking around the parking lot.

Katie giggled, then got a speculative look on her face. "Wait a minute, what were you worried about? What on earth did you think I was going to say? That I appreciate you driving all the way down here, but I had a better offer for the evening?"

He gave her a sheepish grin and mumbled, "Well, when you say it like that it sounds stupid."

"You know, you're pretty cute when you're jealous," she teased, bringing one hand up to play with the curls at the back of his head.

"Shut up, I'm not jealous," his muffled voice sounded from her neck.

"Yes you are," Katie laughed and Mike lifted his head to look at her.

"Damn right I am. I didn't like the way he was looking at you."

"That's just the scrubs; they make any woman look glamorous."

"I also didn't like the way he told you to call him any time for a ride," he said, making a joke out of it by grinding his hips against her suggestively.

"Well, he didn't exactly say it that way," she said, slapping him playfully on the chest.

"I heard definite sexual overtones."

"You hear definite sexual overtones in everything. Just because you have the mental maturity of a fourteen year old boy doesn't mean everyone else does."

"You're not doing a very good job of talking me out of being jealous."

Katie met his eye and dropped the teasing tone. "You don't have anything to worry about. I'm not interested in that self-absorbed prick."

"That's much better."

"Besides, I happen to have a thing for guys who understand the beauty of a well-placed 'that's what she said.'"

"I practically invented that joke."

"And did I mention how hot you look in this uniform?"

"You did, but feel free to say it again," he said leaning closer.

"I'd rather find something else to do with my mouth," she said, looking up at him with a coy smile.

"Mm," he rumbled as he pressed his lips to hers. "That can be arranged."

On the drive back to her place Mike felt his foul mood settle back on him again. He knew he should be over the moon that she'd made any kind of move toward a serious relationship with him. He'd been waiting on her to give him some kind of sign, trying not to push her or move too fast. And now to his surprise she'd been the one to bring it up, even if she'd twisted things around so it seemed like he was the one who was asking for it.

Whatever the case, it was settled now and he was happy about it, but couldn't seem to shake the stress of his day. It wasn't like him and he tried to just keep his mouth shut so his attitude wouldn't affect Katie, but of course she noticed.

"You're being awful quiet, what's up? Do I need to do more talking you out of being jealous?"

He gave her a quick smile and shook his head. She was quiet for a minute, but he could feel her looking at him before saying hesitantly, "Are you having second thoughts about the whole making-it-official thing?"

"No," he said, looking at her in surprise. He reached for her hand and brought it to his lips, kissing her knuckles. "Not at all," he said forcefully, wanting to reassure her. "I just had a tough day at work; it has nothing to do with you, sweetheart. I'm sorry to be a downer."

"Do you want to talk about it?"

He exhaled heavily and thought about it for a moment before replying, "Not really."

"Alright. Well, will you let me cook you dinner tonight?"

He raised an eyebrow at that. "You can cook?"

"You sound surprised."

"Can you blame me? The only food I've ever seen in your house is fully prepared before it arrives."

"That's not true!" She grinned and added, "I add milk to my own cereal. But I can cook, I just choose not to most of the time. I got stuff to make you pasta because I felt bad about you having to drive all way down here again. I know it was my turn to drive up to Knoxville, but my damn car is being a piece of shit again."

"I would love for you to make me dinner. And while you do that I'll have a look under your hood to see if there's anything I can do."

"You can pop my hood any time," she said wiggling her eyebrows at him, but once again he gave her a brief smile to acknowledge her joke and didn't play along. "Wow, you really must have had a rough day if you could stand to let that one go."

He squeezed her hand as they pulled into her apartment complex and took a deep breath trying to relax. "Sorry. You totally lobbed it up and I didn't spike it."

"It's alright. Let's get you inside and get some dinner in you. Maybe that will make you feel better."

An hour later Katie was serving him up a plate full of salad and pasta with jarred tomato sauce while he scrubbed the grease out from under his fingernails. "So it's an easy fix then?" she asked as she set the plates on the coffee table.

"Yeah, it just needs a hose replaced. I'll run to AutoZone in the morning and get you fixed up. I'll go ahead and do a general tune up too, since it looks like it needs it. Oil change, sparkplugs, filters, all that shit."

Katie stared at him with an odd expression on her face.

"What?" he said around a mouthful of food.

"Nothing, I just...isn't that a lot of work? I could just bring it to a mechanic."

"Why? They'll charge you five times what it would cost for me to do it and probably do a half-assed job."

"I hate for you to do all that work on your day off. Why don't you just make a list and I'll bring it to someone."

Mike scoffed at that and took another bite of salad. "It's really not a big deal, it won't take long."

"But-"

"Katie, as your official boyfriend I insist you let me fix your car. Now stop arguing with me and just say thank you," he said with a hint of irritation in his voice.

She was quiet for a few moments before finally saying, "Thank you. I'm sorry, I'm not used to having someone do things like that for me without some kind of payment."

His expression softened and he looked at her pushing her food around on her plate. "Hey," he said and waited for her to look up at him. "You might as well get used to it. I like doing things for you."

He was rewarded with a shy smile and a little giggle. "Alright, I suppose I'll let you fix my car, since you're insisting."

"Suddenly I feel like I should be thanking you."

"Save the thanks for after I pay you back," she said with a grin, trailing her gaze down his body.

"That sounds promising," he said, making himself return her smile to cover for the fact that he wasn't feeling very receptive to her advances at the moment.

When they were finished he tried to help Katie clean up, but she sent him off to have a shower while she took care of the mess. He went gratefully, more than ready to rinse the day off. After washing his hair and body he stood under the hot spray with his eyes closed, letting the water relax his tense muscles. He didn't even hear the door open so he jumped when he felt Katie's naked skin pressing against his back and her hands rest on his hips.

"Sweetheart-"

"Shh, as your official girlfriend I insist you let me help you relax," she said as one hand slid down and around and wrapped around the base of his dick, squeezing gently before stroking the length of it.

He couldn't help but chuckle at her using his own words against him and damn it, it did feel good and he didn't really want her to stop. He felt himself growing hard in her hand and she added another, creating a warm wet vise around his rapidly growing erection. She kissed and nibbled on his shoulder and as much of his neck as she could reach as she stroked him until he couldn't hold back his moans of pleasure.

"Turn around," she whispered.

He turned and reached for her, wanting to pull her close for a kiss, but she dropped to her knees in front of him and began licking the water off his firm shaft. All he could do was groan and let his head fall back against the shower wall as the sensations washed over him. Her hands were sliding around on his hips, tracing the lines of his muscles and scraping his skin gently with her fingernails while her mouth was doing amazing things to his cock. All of it added up to his mind going completely and blessedly blank for several long moments until she took him in his mouth and sucked hard.

"Fuck," he grunted, his hips moving involuntarily, pushing himself further into her mouth. She took him without complaint, sliding her lips further down as her tongue teased the underside of him. He looked down to watch her and the sight of her lips wrapped around his dick made him even harder. The pressure started to build in his belly and had the presence of mind to pull back before he lost control completely.

"Get up," he said hoarsely as he reached down and took her hands, pulling her to a standing position.

"But I want to finish," she said pushing the wet strands of black hair out of her face.

"I want this," he murmered as he slid his hand between her legs, one finger slipping inside to tease her. When her eyes drifted closed and her mouth fell open he lowered his head to hers and kissed her, the water still cascading around them filling the small shower stall with steam and making him lightheaded. He pressed his finger deeper inside her to be sure she was ready for him, which she very clearly was. "Feels like you want it, too. Do you? Do you want me inside you?"

She opened her eyes and nodded, too breathless to speak.

"Turn around and put your hands on the wall."

She did as he said and he stopped for a moment to run his hands down her slender body. He loved that she was tall enough that he could do this standing up, but still looked so feminine with her slender waist and very slightly flaring hips.

His hands caressed the rounded globes of her ass and he felt a rush of need; he couldn't wait anymore. He entered her from behind, her cry of satisfaction egging him on. His hands reached around her to find her aching nipples and he felt her inner muscles clench him tightly as he pinched and pulled them.

"Oh shit, Mike. Harder, do it harder."

He wasn't sure if she meant she wanted him to pinch harder or fuck her harder so he did both and that seemed to do the trick. Her loud cries echoed in the small space and she dropped her head and arched her back, thrusting her hips back against him.

The urge to slap her ass overwhelmed him and he even lifted his hand to do it, but he held back at the last second, unsure how she would react. After that first night they were together he'd been careful about getting rough with her. She seemed to like it when he was a aggressive, which was more than fine with him, but he was hesitant about being physically rough for fear of setting off another panic attack so he tried to let her set the pace in that area.

He lowered his hand instead and slid it around her hip to massage her swollen clit. As he began flicking it her legs started shaking and he knew she was right on the edge. He pinched the little nub between two fingers and she screamed his name as her hot wet flesh tightened around his dick.

Watching her come was always an amazing sight. It was probably the only time he ever saw her completely give up control of herself, and even then it was almost reluctant. As if he was tearing her control away by force, but she always seemed to enjoy it. Her face would flush pink and her eyes would squeeze shut. Sometimes she'd bite her bottom lip, which was so sexy he almost lost control every time she did it.

This time he couldn't see her face, but her hands clawed at the slippery tiles on the wall and her hair lay in wet strands plastered to her back and shoulders. Her legs gave out and he caught her, one arm pulling her up against his chest without slipping from her warm, wet grip.

She moaned and wiggled against him when he braced on arm across her hips and pushed deep into her from this new angle. He sucked the water droplets off her shoulder and nipped at her neck, loving the deep, guttural noises she was making as his cock found that sensitive spot inside and pressed relentlessly against it.

Her hand came up and clasped the back of his head, pulling his hair and pressing his face into her neck as he sucked hard enough to leave a mark. He smiled thinking of how she'd rip into him later for that.

"It's too much," she panted, shaking her head.

"Come on baby, one more time," he whispered in her ear. "Let go, I've got you."

He pressed one hand firmly into the soft spot just above her pubic bone as he thrust into her tightly, hardly pulling out before plunging back in again. Katie started trembling in his arms making a desperate moaning noise, and then her whole body tensed and her inner muscles clamped down on his cock so hard he cried out.

It felt so good it was all he could do not to come inside her right then, but he gritted his teeth and continued to thrust until her keening wail faded away and her head fell back limply on his shoulder. A few more strokes and he pulled out and watched himself come all over her, the white pearly liquid looking impossibly sexy against her ass and back until the shower spray rinsed it slowly away.

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