“Only you didn’t pass out the first day. It was impossible for me not to come see you. I had to,” I confess.
“What?” she asks. “I didn’t see you.”
“I came in at night. One of the nurses knows my mom. She let me sit with you for a half hour every night.” It was all I could do. Feeling helpless is the worst feeling in the world. I hated every second of it.
“Let’s not do that again,” she suggests.
“Agreed.”
“I’m so glad this is over,” she tells me, and I can feel the tension flow out of her body as she sags against me. Then she sits up straight and leans back to meet my gaze. “Oh, I should tell you, while I was in the hospital, I got that implant so I’m on birth control.”
I raise my eyebrows.
“You look surprised.”
“I kinda am. I wouldn’t have thought of that,” I admit.
“Well, I was there… two birds, one stone.”
“Really… why are we wasting time?” I ask suggestively.
“I don’t know,” she answers, lifting my shirt off.
“Let’s stop that right now,” I tell her.
She nods. “Let’s.”
It’s then that we’re a flurry of hands and limbs. Clothes go flying, and before I know it, I’m rolling on a condom, and she’s straddling me, taking me inside her.
“Sweet baby Jesus,” I groan. She feels so good.
“Oh, he can’t help you now,” she taunts. Then she rides me like she’s on a mission, lifting and lowering herself, moaning, throwing her head back in ecstasy when I play with her nipples. When she gets too loud, I pull her down and cover her mouth with my own, lifting my hips as she lowers hers. There’s nothing nice about this. This is down and dirty fucking, and it’s just what we both need.
Flesh against flesh, mouth to mouth, bodies moving together until we both reach the peak. I wait for her to go over first, and then I follow.
“I love you, Jillie.”
She lifts her head and looks at me, tears welling. “I love you, too, Leo.”
I’d follow her anywhere.
