Total pages in book: 61
Estimated words: 59950 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 300(@200wpm)___ 240(@250wpm)___ 200(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 59950 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 300(@200wpm)___ 240(@250wpm)___ 200(@300wpm)
“I love you, Jackson,” she whispers softly.
“Love you too, darlin’,” I reply, my voice thick with lust, need and fucking desperation to never let her go again.
Standing gradually, I let her legs slide down, easing out of her as I sit her back onto the seat.
“Now, can you stop distracting me so I can actually shower you?” I grin.
She scoffs playfully. “You were the one getting all worked up.”
“I can’t help it,” I murmur, my eyes tracing over her naked body, the way her pussy is all swollen from sex. “Seeing you like this is fuckin’ difficult, but washing you is going to be even harder.”
She rolls her eyes with a smile. “I’m sure you’ll manage.”
Raising an eyebrow, I flash her a grin and turn on the shower, adjusting the temperature before starting to wash her. I let the water run over her, watching as her hair becomes soaked, cascading down her shoulders. I carefully clean every part of her, lingering just a moment longer over her pussy.
My thumb glides over her clit, and she invites me in by spreading her legs. A low growl leaves my lips as I rub, watching her body tighten once more before she slumps back in the chair, exhausted yet content.
“For an old man, you have impressive stamina,” she teases lightly.
I grin wider. “I’m not finished yet.”
She shoots me a look. “Oh yes you are. I need to sleep.”
I wink at her, before pushing to my feet and taking a towel. Helping her up, I wrap it around her, ensuring every inch is dried before tying a clean hospital gown around her body.
“You still do things to me, even in this gown,” I murmur into her ear as I lean down, hauling her up into my arms and carrying her out.
Placing her on the bed, I stare down at her.
“Can you stay with me?”
I tuck a strand of damp hair behind her ear. “Can’t, baby. Got business to take care of. You want me to call Addison or Ciara?”
She nods. “Please. I don’t want to be alone.”
Then that’s what I’ll do.
“Ben called me earlier, things are looking good for Walker. I thought you’d want to know. They’re going for self-defense.”
Her eyes lighten, and I know that news brings her relief. “Do you think he’ll get out?”
“I’m counting on it.”
“Are you going to help him if he does, with whatever trouble he got himself into?”
I nod. “Leave it with me, baby. I’ll fix it.”
She reaches up, running her hand down my cheek. “How did I get so lucky?”
I cover her hand with mine. “Should be asking myself the same thing. Rest now, you’re safe.”
She smiles at me.
Because she knows I mean it.
No one is going to hurt her again.
27 – Serenity
“Ciara, shh, you’re being too loud,” I giggle, then wince because it has my whole body hurting.
Ciara grins at me, then continues making puppets out of the gloves. Janine and Addison are both here, too. They all brought dinner and decided to stay with me for a few hours. I’m starting to regret that decision, considering we’ve already been told off twice for being too loud.
Ciara waves her gloved hand. “Oh poo. That nurse can fight me.”
Janine giggles. “Now that I’d like to see.”
“I want to see security haul her out. Now that would be funny,” Addison grins.
“Yeah ha-ha, you’re all so funny,” Ciara scoffs, then throws a glove puppet at me. “Tell me, have you and Jackson had dirty hot hospital sex yet?”
Addison scowls at Ciara. “Don’t even start.”
“We have,” I tease lightly, winking at Addison. “He showered me, and let’s just say, things got heated...”
“Ew,” Addison covers her ears, shaking her head. “La, la, la...”
“Grandad’s still got it,” Ciara raises her hands above her head.
I roll my eyes at both of them.
“Well, I have something a little juicy to share,” Janine says, and then her cheeks grow red.
“Oh girl, that expression has me wondering what the hell it is you’re about to say,” Addison yells, her eyes wide.
“Spill,” I encourage.
“Muff and I...had another man in the bed. Twice.”
We all squeal, loudly.
“Oh, my word, stop it. You two are animals. Tell me everything,” Ciara sings.
I flush because I remember exactly how good it felt to have two men. It’s an experience that I’d recommend any woman have if she was comfortable. Muff is a good lover, so I’m certain whoever they brought in would have made everything even better.
“Tell us everything. Leave nothing out,” Addison leans back in the hospital chair, crossing her legs.
“I don’t kiss and tell,” Janine smiles, her cheeks flushing. “But let’s just say, it took us to a whole new level in our relationship. The trust, the connection, I don’t know...”
“That poor baby,” Ciara teases. “Traumatized before birth.”
Janine laughs. “Lucky it’s early still...”
“You’re all animals,” I giggle.
“That’s it!”
The door swings open and the nurse steps in, throwing her hands up. She’s about sixty and has a tight bun pulling her face back, and steel gray eyes. She’s short, stumpy, and a right bitch. It makes me wonder how people like this continue to stay in their profession. She’s obviously had enough.