“And stare at the walls? Seriously, how are you going to survive without a TV?”
“I won’t be sitting around for long.”
“Liam Michael?—”
“Only my mother gets to use my middle name.”
“You will not get up and move around when you’re supposed to rest and recover.”
“I can’t stay in bed all day. It’ll drive me insane.”
“You don’t have to, but if I catch you doing things you’re not supposed to, I’ll tell your mother.”
Snatching her with my good arm, I half-dragged her over my lap, allowing her to help me when I couldn’t do it all in my broken state. With her nestled over my cock, I found it rather difficult to keep my hands off her.
“I’m sure there are ways you can keep me out of trouble,” I grumbled, letting my hand drift under her shirt, skimming along the waist of her pants. “What do you think?”
A lust-filled haze slid across her face as she rocked her hips. “I’m pretty sure this is not what the nurse meant when she said to take it easy.”
Slipping the button from her jeans, I worked my hand into her jeans, brushing my knuckles along her clit. There just wasn’t enough damn room to get to what I wanted.
“Bailey,” I whispered, sliding my tongue over her ear. “Take off your pants.”
“But…”
“Now,” I growled. “Let me see that pretty pussy.”
“I’ll hurt you.”
“My cock is aching for you. It’s gonna be a helluva lot harder to get off without you helping me.”
“I know what you’re doing.” A heavy breath skimmed over my neck as she rocked her body against mine again.
“You want to sink down on my cock and ride me. I can feel your pulse jumping at the thought. Be a good girl and take off those pants for me.”
My cock strained against the zipper as she slowly stood and shoved her pants down her legs, then tore her shirt over her head and tossed it aside.
“Now, what should we do about you?” she asked, cocking her head to the side.
“Take me out,” I growled.
Getting to her knees, I sucked in a ragged breath at the thought of her taking me in her mouth again. But I wanted to feel her pussy swallow me.
Her fingers deftly unzipped me, careful not to catch my cock on the zipper. I lifted my hips as she dragged my pants down, along with my boxers.
My cock jumped as she licked her lips, then leaned forward and tongued the underside of my shaft.
“Fuck, Bailey,” I groaned, my head dropping back against the cushions.
Her mouth closed around me, taking me all the way to the back of her throat. It was like heaven and hell all at once. I loved the feel of her mouth swallowing me, but this was a special brand of torture, knowing I could have her mouth on me, but I couldn’t actually touch her.
With my one working hand, I gripped the hair at the back of her head and pulled her down on my cock, choking her for just a second. Long strings of saliva dribbled from her lips, only making her more enticing.
“Climb on my dick, Bailey. Take me in that tight pussy.”
“So demanding,” she murmured, getting to her feet.
As she straddled my thighs and hovered over my dick, I momentarily considered telling her to get a condom from my bathroom, but the thought of feeling that tight pussy wrapped around me made me forget all about protecting her.
