“Wherever you set it, Sofia.” His lips are so close to my ear that I feel the words rather than hear them. “And there’s nothing Em, and I won’t do to a lady.”
My thighs squeeze together. The sudden heat causes my pussy to pulse. I’m very sure he’s not lying. He said he doesn’t or they don’t, and I see that now just by the way he says it. His body moves back, flipping open the lid to dive into his food. As if he didn’t say he’ll do any and every dirty thing I’ve ever imagined, or they will.
“This is good.”
His carefree smile is back while he eats his dinner, mumbling the words with a full mouth.
“What? The food?”
I crack open the lid of my food, and the aroma hits me again. It smells delicious and has my mouth watering.
“No, you. You’re curious. That’s a good thing.”
“How so?”
With a mouth full of food, he grins even wider than before. Not bothering to chew before answering.
“Means we’re this close to a yes.”
He holds up his thumb and index finger, with no space in between. His confidence is something. I see how these rich kids get their way. They don’t need to lie or cheat. They get life handed to them on a silver platter. Possibly my ass included.
“You’re not closer than you were before,” I sass back because I’m not ready to admit that he might just be right. “If anything, you might be farther away.”
“Not possible. Distance was for the first day. Now we’re so many days in that I know you have thought about Em and me. The three of us. Maybe not masturbated to us yet, but close. You’ve definitely thought about what it would be like. And I’m here to tell you, it’s fun. Amazing.”
His inflection hits soft and extended on that last word. I’d blush if I hadn’t already seen the naked body in so many various forms thanks to nursing. But I’d be a filthy liar if I didn’t admit I have wondered and fantasized about myself with them.
“You’re making a lot of grand assumptions over there.”
He’s busy shoveling the food in as if he just got off a twelve-hour shift in the ICU himself. He pauses, raises an eyebrow, and continues chewing.
“You eat like a beast,” I say, casting him a disapproving look. “Slow down before you choke.”
He grunts, swallows, and takes another bite anyway.
“I know it’s true. Em and I talked about it. He’s a go. Even with everything he’s got going on.”
I noticed he never says ‘injured’ or ‘hurt’. Avoidance or denial. It’s common with the more serious injuries, but his brother will be downgraded in a day or two and moved to another floor. I don’t have the heart to tell either guy. I’ll let the lead charge nurse handle that good news.
“You got one thing wrong.”
He stops chewing to look at me. Even sitting beside him, he’s enormous. His body is twice the size of mine, which makes the ache between my legs more noticeable.
“What?”
“I have masturbated to you both.”
He flips his fork in the air. Falls back against the bench, and it groans angrily. I glance down at the old thing, hoping it holds. He doesn’t even notice. His breathing changes to labored pants, and a vein suddenly pops up at the side of his temple.
“Fuck me.”
That’s the idea.
I laugh, loving his reaction even if he’s just thinking about sex. It’s nice to be desired by someone as funny and fun as he is. Even with my distrust of men and thinking they are basically dog shit, except my beloved Paco, I can appreciate their unrelenting chase. I shouldn’t want the validation. Don’t need it. But hey, who doesn’t like to feel wanted?
“I fuck my fist every time I come up here.”
“What?” I caught my mouth from falling straight open and hanging there. “You masturbate in the hospital?”
