I keep going, my slippery fingers sliding over my clit.I’m beyond turned on and so sensitive that I have to bite my lip to keep myself from making too much noise, because it’s a strange new angle, and because I know Hunter is watching, hard cock in hand.
“Don’t come,” he growls.
Iwantto.I’m surprisingly close, and I want him towatchwhat he does to me without even having to touch me.
“You don’t want to watch?”I say.
“I want to make you come myself,” he says.
Reluctantly, I move my fingers off my clit and back over my lips.Hunter’s still watching, so I push one finger inside, then two.
I gasp and move my hips, trying to find the right spot, but my own hand is a bad substitute.
“Jesus, Clem,” Hunter says.
I bite my lip and look back at him, pushing my fingers deeper as I gasp.
“Like the show?”I ask.
Before he can answer, the doorknob turns.
I spin around so fast I nearly fall over, and before the door’s fully open, I’m leaning against the sink, arms crossed over my chest, in the most affectedly casual pose I’ve ever managed.
“Hello,” says the nurse.“Sorry, I just need to check his chart real quick.”
“No problem,” I say.
Hunter’s yanked his pants and blanket back up, and the two of us don’t say a word.I try to act like I wasn’t just putting on a sex show for my boyfriend, or that I’m stillthrobbingwith desire.
“How are you feeling?”she asks, looking at something up by his head.
She’s facing away from me.Slowly, I uncross my arms and I rub myveryvisible nipples through my shirt, looking at Hunter the whole time.
He clears his throat, staring at me.
“I’m on the mend,” he says distantly.
“That’s good,” she says.“Getting out of here tomorrow?”
“Sure am,” he says.
I re-cross my arms just as she turns around and looks at something else.
“All right, everything looks fine,” she says.“Do you guys want this door closed?”
“Yeah, we were having a private conversation,” Hunter says.“Thanks.”
“Sure thing!”she says brightly, then leaves, the door clicking behind her.
I can’t stop myself anymore, and before I know it, I’ve crossed the room to Hunter’s bedside.He’s already got the blankets off, his cock pointing skyward.I lean over and kiss him hard and he pulls my shirt up, over my breasts, and pinches both nipples between his fingers until I moan into his mouth.
Then he pinches a little harder, and I bite his lower lip, my hands curling around the rails of his hospital bed.I pull myself up and straddle him, the underside of his cock against my slit, and I move my hips so I rub against him.
Huntergrowls.He pushes himself up with one arm so we’re face-to-face and reaches around me with the other.I push my fingers through his hair, and kiss him again.Then we separate, our faces together, his cock in his fist, the tip right at my entrance.
I don’t move for a second because I want to mark this moment in my memory: Hunter’s body against mine, so close I can feel his heartbeat, just about to enter me and give me what Ineed, and even though everything about this is carnal as fuck, there’s something beautiful and simple and pure about it.Something I couldn’t dream of ever having with anyone else.
Then I slide onto Hunter’s cock andmoanas he fills me up, my eyes shutting as he hitsthat spotinstantly and we start moving together.I try to start slow, control myself, make it last, but my brain’s not in charge any more.This is urgent and needy, hard and fast.
