Page 57 of Goodbye To Tomorrow

Chapter 16

Jiraiya

Some Months Later...

We arrived at the hospital and were immediately received by the doctor. The doctor decided to run some tests on me to see why my health was deteriorating more quickly than expected and why the chemotherapy did not seem to be helping me improve. I smiled at Karine and rubbed my hands over her tummy, happy for the child that would soon be given to us.

That was the reason for my renewed hope. I prayed in my mind that everything would be alright; if not for me then for the child yet to be born. I held tightly to the hands of the love of my life and we prayed and hoped together as we awaited the test results’ arrival. After some few hours, we had some food and the doctor asked to see us.

We both moved to his office and he had a smile on his face. That had to be a good sign, right? He began to speak, and I listened attentively.

“What drugs have you been taking, Jiraiya?” the doctor asked me.

“What are you talking about? I have been taking the drugs that have been prescribed,” I answered, looking at the doctor sternly.

“You know what I mean, Jiraiya. I have run a comprehensive test on you and I found evidence of other things.”

Just then, Karine cut in and began to speak. “Pay no mind to him, Doctor. He has actually been taking morphine; he has been taking it for the pains. Is that what you are referring to?” she asked, looking at me with a glint of disappointment in her eyes.

“Of course, that is what I am referring to. You see, I did not prescribe morphine or similar pain relievers to you simply because of the possible side effects. The morphine made us believe that you were not improving when, in fact, you are getting better,” he informed me.

My eyes widened. “What do you mean, Doctor?” I asked eager to hear what he had to say now.

“The morphine has dealt a serious blow to your system, but I strongly believe that if you stop using it right now, you will recover in a matter of weeks,” he said.

“Are you serious? So, my pain reliever has actually been the cause of my pain?” I asked.

“Yes. Your bones are getting stronger and the cancer cells are dying. I cannot say that you will be a hundred percent again. But you can expect a long life if you stop taking morphine. And continue the scheduled chemotherapy. Your body has fought a good fight and you are getting better. You have to endure the pain that you are feeling right now and let your body heal itself.

On hearing that, Karine jumped on me and let her hug linger on as I sat there with a smile on my face. She seemed even happier than I was. I knew that my prayers had been answered.

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Karine

It had been four weeks since we had gone to see the doctor and Jiraiya was already doing very much better. He had been receiving chemotherapy since the last week and, given his new level of fitness, he even flirted with me on phone. He told me all the things that he would do to my body once he got home. I could not wait for him to return.

I didn’t have to wait long. I got his call and immediately went to our apartment. I had been staying with Nadia for the past week. I called out for Jiraiya...no reply. I moved through the apartment and straight to the bedroom. I waited for a moment; I could already perceive the sweet smell of fresh roses coming from inside the room.

I had my first glimpse of him as the door opened: A smile crossed his face and his hair was damp... indicating he just had a shower. He wore a yellow Polo shirt, and green shorts. He looked very young, handsome and renewed. You would hardly believe this was a man who, just a few weeks ago, thought he was going to die. I just could not help but return his smile... albeit more provocatively. Then I saw it in his eyes, he stared down at my cleavage and I knew he wanted me. I walked in and closed the door behind me.

"Do you know why I called you?" He asked, in a voice that I knew just had to be sarcastic.

"No" I said, playing along.

"I think you do," he said as his hand moved loose strands of hair behind my ear. He lowered his lips and kissed my forehead.

Immediately, I looked up at him. I stared at him with all the fire in my eyes; I was scared that I might burn him but the fire in his eyes was just enough to match mine. I stretched and placed my lips on his. He received me with joy and took my mouth in his. His lips tasted like vanilla. I felt his tongue parting my lips in search of my tongue and when they finally met, the energy was explosive.

His hand parted my hair and drew me closer to him. I let my hands run wild and they suddenly developed a mind of their own; moving to the hem of his shirt, slowly lifting it up, exposing his fine flesh.

He broke the kiss, softly, to allow me to take the shirt off his body. Oh my, he smelled so nice. How I have longed to be at this close proximity to the fabric of his skin once again. I ran my hands up and down his chest slowly, grazing him sensually. He heaved in anticipation of what I would do next and it didn’t take long for him to find out—I lowered my lips to his chest and allowed my tongue to do its wonders.

He groaned in a response of pleasure and put his hand on my back. Slowly and together, we got up and made our way to the neatly made bed. I pushed him on the bed and he allowed me to take charge. It did feel good...being in charge of my boss... for once.

I lowered my hands to take off his shorts and he was left with just his underwear, which clearly outlined the form of the source of my lust. Oh God, he looked really good for someone who thought he was going to die.

Suddenly, he swung me on my back, landing me on the bed while he was on top of me. I chuckled at his manly strength, but he shut me up with a kiss. Off came my dress; I was not wearing anything underneath My nipples grew rigid awaiting his soft and caring tongue to caress them. And just like he could hear the words of my body, he lowered himself and took my womanly molds into his mouth. His hand found its way to the other breast and gently squeezed it, which caused me to tremble. I moaned silently and put my hands through his short hair which had started to grow back.

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