My hand grasps her hip, guiding her way. “I’m too fucking frenzied to care right now.” I glance up into her eyes. “Take your tits out. That’ll make me feel better.”
“You’re terrible.” She might be grumbling, but she unbuttons the top of her dress enough for me to grasp the cups of her bra and pull them down past her nipples.
“Christ, you’re so God damn beautiful.”
She groans as she lowers herself and doesn’t stop until I’m buried balls-deep inside. My cracked ribs protest the movement, and I bite back a yell.
“Am I hurting you?” she asks.
“No.” I gasp. “Just fuck me.” Even if it hurts, I need her to keep going. Need to lose myself in my girl. Revel in the fact that she’s here and unharmed.
She’s careful, hesitant at first. I urge her to move faster, slip two fingers between her legs and pinch her clit.
“Oh!”
“That’s better,” I encourage. “Keep fucking me, Kady.”
Her movements are still tame and controlled. Not enough to get her where she needs to go. Cracked ribs and skull or not, I’ll be damned if I’m not gonna get my girl off. I work my fingers over her clit in fast circles. Relentlessly. Her body winds tighter and tighter until she’s panting and whimpering.
“Come for me.”
Her eyes focus on mine. “Don’t stop.” Her words come out soft and urgent.
“No way.” Every muscle in my body clenches, begging for release, but I hold on.
She gasps and her head falls back. “Oh.” She sighs and moans.
I’m torn into two pieces. One wants his girl to find her pleasure first, and one wants to slam into her and come hard.
Finally, she tightens and moans even louder. Her nails dig into my legs, and she grinds onto me harder until she’s limp and satisfied.
She blinks and smiles, and that’s when I lose it. Pleasure overtakes me in a tidal wave, turning me inside out, leaving me gasping for air.
When I even out, she’s staring down at me with concern. Carefully, she lifts herself up and stands on shaky legs. “Give me a minute,” she mumbles before disappearing into the kitchen.
She returns and cleans me up with a handful of paper towels. I can’t wipe the grin off my face as easily. “You’re the best nurse ever.”
When her eyes flare with annoyance, I laugh.
“You need to rest,” she warns.
“Now I can rest happy.”
She mutters a bunch of words—some sound likepain in the ass, some sound likeirresistible dick.I like the last ones better.
I groan and barely manage not to scream as she helps me off the couch. “You’re not getting any sympathy from me, you horny fucker,” she says as she helps me down the hall.
“I like when you play mean nurse. It’s hot.”
She helps me into bed and suffers through a million different arrangements before I’m finally comfortable. “Hey.” I grab her hand, pulling her down to sit next to me. “Thank you. Seriously. If you weren’t here, I don’t know what I’d do.”
Her face softens and she squeezes my hand. “I’m glad I’m here. There’s nowhere else I’d rather be.”
“You can’t leave again.”
She drops her gaze to her lap, but her hand tightens around mine. “What am I going to do besides play nurse?”
“Fuck me. Feed me. Give me something beautiful to come home to.”
