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Her Rules
By Outsidethebx


"This is how it's going to work. You listening?"

Elliot Reid whirled around and stumbled over the couch.


"…the couch hasn't moved since the last time you were here." Jordan Sullivan twisted a strand of hair in between her fingers and smiled. "What are you…nervous?"

"Me, no. I mean…"

"You clarify so well."

"We haven't done it here in a while, and I'm afraid that Dr. Cox will show up…" Elliot paused as her face turned red, "…and then I'll lose my job, be forced to work at Burger King, and I'll never be able to pay my rent."

"Please. Don't sell yourself short."

"What do you mean?"

"You'd at least be hired at Applebees."

Elliot sat down on the couch, and looked over at Jordan. "Would you quit being an evil monster and finish what you were saying?"

Jordan laughed and poured herself some scotch. "Want some?"

"No, and would you please finish?"

"Good girl, that's exactly what I want to hear."

Elliot's nose wrinkled as she looked over in confusion. "What?"

"Stick, tonight, we're playing by my rules." Jordan took a sip of scotch and walked over toward Elliot. "Which means you have to be nice…" She sat down next to the doctor, and traced her fingers down Elliot's arm. "…and I don't."

Elliot rolled her eyes and laughed. "…like that's any different than normal."

Jordan leaned forward and whispered into Elliot's ear. "My tongue won't touch your clit, unless you say please."

"I don't beg."

"You will tonight."

"Jordan, there's no way I'm going to beg."

"We'll see."

Jordan pulled Elliot forward, yanked off her scrubs top, and crushed their lips together.

"Like my frontsie?"

"You would interrupt, wouldn't you?"

Elliot looked down and stared at the floor. "I just thought you'd like it, that's all. I was looking in Victoria Secret, trying to pick out something for you..."

"Please, it probably was on sale and you were late."

"Just 15 minutes, and it was only 10% off."

Jordan laughed. "So predicable." She motioned toward the bra and looked up at Elliot. "You going to take it off, or what?"

"Oh, yeah." Elliot reached up, unhooked the front clasp, and slid each arm out of the straps. She laid the bra on the coffee table, and turned to face Jordan. "Happy now?"

"Not yet." Jordan rubbed her palms over Elliot's nipples, then rolled each one firmly between her fingers.

"Jordan…" Elliot squirmed against the pressure, but couldn't conjure up a realistic protest.

"Don't be such a little girl, Elliot. So not a turn on." She returned to Elliot's nipples, taking each into her mouth, licking them in a circular motion, then gently biting the hardened area. She traced her fingers down the doctor's flat stomach and stopped short of her scrubs drawstring.

"Want me to keep going?"

Elliot nodded, her eyes taking on a dark shadowy look, and her chest rising in anticipation.

"Take them off."

Elliot stood up, took off her blue hospital pants, and pink panties, and laid them next to her bra.

"See, I matched too."

"You don't stop, do you?"


Elliot laid back down on the couch, and Jordan returned to making a trail in between Elliot's breasts, past her stomach, and down her inner thighs. She grinned as a moan escaped Elliot's mouth.

"You like that?"


"I'll take that as a yes."

The doctor parted her legs and lifted up her hips, as Jordan dipped two fingers inside, and began a fast and steady rhythm, while her thumb rubbed against Elliot's clit.

Jordan placed another finger inside, and Elliot opened her legs farther and groaned with pleasure.

"You want more?"

Elliot nodded furiously.

"You want me to lick your clit?"


"Not until you say the word."


"Nope, wrong word." Jordan removed her fingers from inside Elliot, and lightly brushed against her clit.

"You can't do that!" Elliot reached up to pull Jordan toward her, and grabbed her hand. She placed Jordan's fingers in between her legs, and looked up at the brunette. "That's not fair."

"Say the word."

"You're really going to make me aren't you?"

"Yep." She dipped one finger inside and teased Elliot for a moment. "Well?"


The End

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