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“Let me feel you in my mouth,” I rasp.

“Fuck,” he hisses, but stands up off the bed and moves in front of me.

I pull down his boxers and waste no time in taking him into my mouth. He cups my face gently as I suck on the head of his cock.

I slowly take him into the back of my throat as his heated gaze looks down at me.

I make sure I don’t move much as he slowly fucks my mouth. I hum around his cock, which I know he loves.

It doesn’t take him long to find his release.

“Fuck baby. I needed that,” he says when he pulls away.

“Me too,” I say.

“When you are all better, I’m going to make sure you feel exactly how much I missed your body,” he chokes out.

“I’m looking forward to it,” I tell him with a smile.

We have plenty of time for all the things I want to do with him and to him. I’m positive he feels the same.

Chapter Fifteen

Dani

The next couple days go by without anything happening. I was finally able to convince Anastasia to visit me at the club.

She brought by lunch from her favourite place, and a case of coolers.

“Day drinking?” I ask in amusement when she stops beside me.

“Well, as you know, I can’t handle hard alcohol very well. Plus, they never seem to stock any coolers here, which is what I prefer to drink,” she says while putting the twelve pack down and opening one.

She hands me one and I shake my head. “When I can spend more than a few hours off my pain meds, I will gladly girl it up with you on those,” I tell her. Hopefully, within the next couple weeks to a month, I will be fine. I have been very cautious to make sure I don’t do anything to slow down my healing.

“Are you feeling okay?” she asks me as she takes a container out and hands it to me before placing the other one in her lap.

“I’m getting better. The pain is decreasing every day, but I still don’t get to do much, which is basically causing me cabin fever. No one will let me do anything. Zane, my parents, Zeke; heck, his parents are even in on it,” I say while throwing my hands in the air in frustration.

“You make it sound like a conspiracy,” she says with a laugh.

“I know; I’m just bored. Everyone is gone most of the day. Whisky has been spending a lot of time in his room with the nurse, and we all know what they are doing, and N has been getting extra attention from a certain club whore. So, I sit here and ask random questions to whomever happens to walk by,” I tell her.

“I’m sure we can find something to do that doesn’t require much movement,” Anastasia says.

“There’s no point in hitting on me now; I’m too crazy about Zane,” I say with a wink.

“You would be so lucky,” she says throwing her hair over her shoulder.

I finally open my container, and my mouth waters at what’s inside.

Tacos. Oh my, I could live on these. They smell amazing.

“I think your chances just increased,” I whisper in awe.

She looks at the expression on my face and bursts out in laughter. “Seriously… Tacos make you want to put out?”

I nod my head, completely unashamed. “I would totally do you for a taco. Especially one that smells this amazing,” I whisper.

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