I’m Ashley CEO, nice to meet you Part 3

“There,” she said finally, stepping back looking at both my legs. “All done.”

She was right, it felt warm now, almost comforting. I looked up at her legs, a strange sense of relief washing over me. “Thank you.”

She smiled, her eyes softening. “You’re welcome, Ashley. Now, let’s get you on crutches, you won't be able to put any weight on that cast.”

She handed me the crutches. Cold aluminum, they felt strange in my hands since it was my first time ever breaking a bone. I shifted forward, placing them under my arms. Standing was a shock, my right heel sharp against the floor, my left leg heavy and useless in that long black cast bent at the knee. I tried a step. Wobbled. Nearly fell.

“Easy,” Sexy doctor Victoria said quickly, steadying me with a hand at my waist.

Our eyes met. Her touch lingered longer than necessary. She blushed. I didn’t.

“Well,” I breathed, laughing softly, “this is going to be interesting.” She smiled. “You’ll adapt. Everyone does.”

She had no idea how I felt or… maybe she did. I felt something else stirring inside me. A strange, daring sense of power. The way the cast kept my long leg bent inches off the floor. The way she clearly looked at me differently, protective, curious, even maybe sexually hungry.

I wasn’t just Ashley Cole, CEO, anymore. I was Ashley Cole, CEO, broken, beautiful, daring, and about to discover what it meant to live every moment on crutches and in a full leg cast for the first time.

And somehow, I knew this was only the beginning. With her arm around my waist, steadying me. I could feel her breath on my neck, her lovely perfume.

“Thanks,” I whispered, leaning into her touch. I smiled, my heart pounding, wondering if she’s married.  She leaned closer, her eyes searching mine. “Can I kiss you?” she asked softly.

I nodded, my breath catching. Her lips were soft, her kiss warm and gentle. It deepened, becoming more urgent. I dropped my crutches and I pulled her closer for support and balance on one leg, my hands all over her.

When we finally broke apart, we were both breathless. “I want you,” I whispered, "I usually get what I want”. She smiled, her eyes darkening. “I want you too.”

She stood, locked the door, her hands going to the buttons of her white coat giving me now a perfect view of her round breasts inside her dress. “But first, let’s make you comfortable with your broken leg.”

She helped me lay back down and out of my clothes, her touch light and teasing around my broken leg. I watched her, my body aching with pain and need. When she finally lay down beside me, her skin against mine, I could hardly contain a moan.

She kissed me again, one hand on my black cast and the other roaming over my body. I arched into her touch, my breath coming in ragged gasps. She trailed kisses down my neck, my collarbone, my breasts. I squirmed beneath her. She was in control.

Her fingers found my clitoris, rubbing gently. I moaned, my hips bucking against her touch. She smiled against my skin, her fingers moving faster, harder. I could feel myself getting close, my body tensing.

“Victoria,” I gasped. “Please…”

She looked up at me, her eyes dark, in control. “Please what?” she asked, her voice a low purr.

“Doctor, I need you,” I whispered. “I need you inside me.”

She smiled, her fingers slipping inside me. I gasped, my body clenching around her. She moved her fingers in and out, her thumb circling my clit. I could feel the pleasure building, my broken leg aching but a different kind of dirty pain.

“Yessss,” I moaned.

She leaned down, her mouth capturing mine in a fierce kiss. I could feel her fingers moving faster, harder, and I moaned into her mouth, my body convulsing with pleasure.

When she finally pulled away, I was gasping, my body shaking. She smiled, her eyes so inviting. She was the devil…

“That was just the beginning, you will be in that cast for 6 to 8 weeks… minimum ” she whispered.

Part 4 to come, I really hope you are enjoying this.
Ashley