Page 90 of Christmas Candy

“What if the nurse comes i—”

The door swung open, and a nurse came in, right on cue. Dark skin and eyes, she had a friendly smile and a clipboard. She grinned when she saw Anna and me snuggling in the bed. Anna stiffened and moved away.Not a chance. I pulled her into my side.

“Nothing better than a little company when you’re trying to recover.” The nurse shuffled up to me and checked the machine hooked up to my IV. “You’re still getting pain meds – the good stuff – for the next couple of hours. Enjoy it while you can.” She fiddled with some buttons and the machine beeped.

“All right. You’re all set. You two need anything, just hit the call button and I’ll be in here in two shakes. Try and get some rest.” She marked a few things off her clipboard. Then she winked at me and squeaked her rubber soles away from us before hitting the lights and pulling the door closed.

“Alone at last.” I relaxed and hit the button to lay the bed all the way back. “Get comfy, Anna. I want you here when I wake up. If you’re not, this cast won’t stop me from punishing you and enjoying every second of it.”

A sound caught in her throat at the threat and my cock twitched. But the swirl of morphine or whatever it was coursed through my blood made my eyes close. She settled in next to me, snuggling into my side but careful not to touch my cast. I pulled her tighter, forcing her to put her head on my chest. The tendrils of her hair tickled my nose as I drifted off to sleep.

* * *

The nurse was back. “Didn’t mean to wake you sugar,” she whispered.

Anna slept soundly on my chest. I blinked hard a few times and the dull ache in my leg went up a few notches.

I must have grimaced because the nurse said, “We’ve cut out the hard stuff, but I just pushed something different in your IV. Not as strong, but it should kick in shortly.”

“What time is it?” I asked.

“About three a.m. or so. I’ll be back around in a couple hours. Get on back to sleep.” She glanced down to Anna. “She looks like a perfect angel, you know that?”

“She is.”

The nurse smiled, warm and wise. “That’s the right answer, young man.” Then she left, once again closing the door.

Anna shifted on my chest and moved her head to rest into the crook of my neck. Her tits pressed into my side and her knee was slung over my thigh. Her breaths against my skin were like a spark. The spark turned into embers, and when she made a soft sigh in her sleep, I was alight.

The pain in my leg was nothing compared to my demanding shaft. It tented my hospital gown and the sheet on top of it.

“Anna,” I whispered and kissed the crown of her head. I smoothed my hand up and down her back and she moved against me, pressing her tits even harder into my side.

Her hand smoothed across my chest. I grabbed it and moved it down to my cock. I wrapped her fingers around my shaft and groaned at the feeling. She let out a gasp and woke.

She looked up at me. “What are you—”

I claimed her mouth and kept my hand on top of hers, moving her fingers up and down, from base to tip. Each stroke had my hips straining upward. I didn’t feel my leg. All I felt was the pleasure in her grip. I licked along her lips and sank my tongue inside. She moaned and began stroking me herself. I let go and reached to her hair, grabbing a handful and crushing her to me as her hand worked my cock.

She couldn’t get her hand all the way closed around my length, but she was trying, increasing the delicious pressure moment by moment. I could have come just from her hand, but I wanted more. I wanted her on top of me, her slick cunt milking me.

I broke our kiss. “Strip.”

She glanced to the door. “But the nurse—”

“Won’t be back for hours.” I pushed her until she was sitting and started yanking the hem of her shirt up.

“But the door doesn’t lock!” she hissed and tried to slap my hand away.

I grabbed a fistful of her hair close to her scalp. “My leg’s broken, but I’ll still master you, Anna. I know your panties get wet when I say that. I want them to. It’s true. So you can either fight me and lose anyway or cooperate. I would generally prefer your fight, but the leg makes it a bit more difficult.”

She glanced down to the cast hidden beneath the sheet and propped up on pillows.

“You are going to be naked, your tits bouncing as you ride my cock, one way or another.” I yanked her shirt up again.

She sighed, seemingly resigned to her fate. I would have fought her and spanked her plump ass, but this way was easier given the circumstances. We’d have plenty of time for discipline once I’d healed up.

She peeled her shirt off and unhooked her bra. She glanced to the door every so often. That would stop as soon as she slid down on my cock. Her smell surrounded me and I wanted to taste between her legs.

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