17. Jack
JACK
I’m already sick to fucking death of lying in this hospital bed. I know I’m an impatient motherfucker, but I hate being kept out of the loop and not being involved with what’s going on.
Vani left a short time ago, and I haven’t seen anyone else, other than doctors and nurses. Speaking to the doc at least gave me some hope that I wouldn’t be this way forever, but the thought of the recovery isn’t fun either.
A light knock comes at my door, and my favorite person pokes their head around the corner.
My day just got better. “Hey, Baby-girl.”
“Hey, yourself.” Camile slips into the room. “I was hoping I’d find you alone.”
She takes a seat on the edge of my bed and leans down and kisses me. “How are you feeling?”
I shrug. “I’ve been better. How’s everything going back at the compound? Any word on Ghost?”
“Things are in progress. Rook is on top of it, and everyone is helping. They have a plan. It’s dangerous, but it could work.”
I nod at that, then a thought hits me and I frown. “Tell me you did not come alone?” No one else is with her, no Ace or Big Mike.
She shakes her head. “No, of course not. Ace sent three bikers with me, Tank, Zoo, and Becker. I feel like a burden.”
“But you’re safe,” I say, squeezing her hand.
Tears glisten in her brown eyes. “I am, but at what cost?”
“Hey, it’ll be all right.” I pull her down for another kiss.
I’m grateful I was able to get up earlier, albeit slowly and in pain, to use the bathroom to freshen up. I’m not perfect, but I’m better than I was.
“I hope so. I just feel so helpless.”
“Yeah, I know what you mean. I hate being so fucking broken and useless.” My voice is gruff with emotion. I’d give anything to be back on my bike, a gun jammed down the back of my jeans, helping the others get Ghost back.
Camile slips her hand under the sheets and covers my cock with her palm, giving me a little squeeze. Pleasure shoots through me, and I suck in a breath, my cock hardening instantly.
She bites her lower lip. “Not all of you is broken.”
She gets to her feet. She’s wearing a short dress, and, even in my condition, it’s hard not to notice her beautiful legs.
She wriggles out of her panties, a seductive little smile on her face, and hides them under my pillow. At first, I think she’s just giving me a gift, but I can see she has more in mind.
“Camile, what are you doing?” There’s warning in my tone, but also a hint of excitement.
“Nothing.” She innocently flutters her eyelashes. “Just want to entertain you. I can’t have my man being bored in bed, now, can I?”
My gaze flicks over her shoulder to the door. There’s no lock on it, for safety reasons, and anyone could walk in at any moment—doctors or nurses. I don’t know why, but the thought makes my cock twitch.
“I’ll be careful of your injuries, Jack, I promise. If it’s too much, just tell me to stop.”
I’m not sure what she has in mind, but I don’t think there’s any chance of me telling her to stop. I could probably rupture an organ and keep my mouth shut.
She climbs onto the bed and swings her leg over my hips. She pulls the sheet down to my thighs, revealing my extremely unflattering hospital gown.
“This has to be the unsexist outfit I’ve ever been wearing while with a woman,” I grumble.
She giggles. “You’re always sexy to me. And don’t worry, we won’t full on fuck, okay? I don’t want our first proper time together to be in a hospital bed. Just let me make you feel good.”
All she has to do is pull up the hem of the hideous gown and she exposes my cock. She was right in saying not all of me is broken. I’m already big and hard for her. She sucks in a breath at the sight of my pierced dick and lightly brushes her thumb over the head, making it jump.
“Oh, my,” she says, all breathily. “You really are a big boy.”
She’s seen my dick before, of course, but never quite this up close and personal. But then she catches sight of my bandaged thigh, and her lower lip wobbles, but I reach out and tilt her chin back toward my face.
“Don’t worry about that,” I tell her.
“Tell me if I hurt you.”
“You could never hurt me.”
She doesn’t put her bodyweight on me, but her short skirt and panty-less pussy means I get an incredible view. Her thighs are smooth and taut, her pussy pink and wet. Her tongue flicks out and licks her lips, and she wraps her hand around my girth and gives me a few experimental pumps.
The touch of her fingers on me is incredible.
I’m leaking precum, and she rolls her thumb over my cockhead, smearing my lubrication around and flicking the piercing there so sparks of pleasure go through me.
Then she scoots up closer and changes the angle of her hips, so her pussy is pressed right up against my length.
Camile gives a little pant of arousal, her breasts lifting and falling beneath her dress. I glance past her, to the door, but it’s still shut. I hope no one walks in and sees this. We really should have wedged something against it.
Using my cock like a dildo, she rubs herself against it, smearing me with her wetness. She’s so soft and hot, and I groan with need.
“Fuck, I want you,” I tell her. “I want you so badly.”
“No. This is all you’re getting. You can’t fuck me yet. You’re not well enough, and like I said, I want our official first time to not be in a hospital bed.”
I agree with her, but hell… I’m not sure I can take much more. She continues to stroke herself on me, using both her hand and pussy to press my dick hard against her.
“Just the tip, Baby-girl. Please. I need to be inside you.”
She gives me a flirty smile and continues to move on me. “That would be very naughty when you’re sick. I don’t want you having a heart attack or something.”
She’s teasing me, bad girl.
“You’re already giving me a fucking heart attack. Come on, just let me feel what your pussy is like. We’ve wasted so much goddamned time, Camile, that you can’t do this to me and expect me to wait even more.”
“You’re not allowed to move, Jack. You might bust your stitches.”
“Baby-girl, when I’m back to full health, I’m going to ruin your fucking pussy.
I’m going to fuck you so hard you won’t remember your own name.
” I don’t add that I will ruin her for the other three as well, but I know it’s true.
I’ll make it so good for her that the others will always be second to me.
If I can’t have her for myself, then I can at least stamp myself on her so hard, she always has me first and foremost in her mind.
Her eyes sparkle. “I can’t wait.”
“Now come on, let me in just a little. I’ll be good, I swear. I need to know what you feel like, or I’ll lose my goddamned mind.”
“Just the tip?” she makes me promise.
“Just the tip,” I confirm.
I’m not sure I’ll be able to stick to that, though. If I feel her pussy on my cockhead, I might be unable to stop myself from ramming into her deep, no matter what she says.
She lifts herself up, her hand still around my cock, and settles herself over the head. She rolls her hips on me, rubbing her pussy all over the tip.
“Ooh, I can feel your piercing. That feels so good against my clit.”
“Are you just using my cock to get yourself off?” I growl.
“Would it be a problem if I was?”
She sinks a little deeper, and her eyes slip shut as my cock penetrates her.
Then she holds still, so the head is seated just inside her.
I’ve got an incredible view, my dick, long and thick and hard, leading up to her gaping hole wrapped around me.
I grab her hips with my hands, but she smacks them away.
“No touching.”
“Fuck, Camile. You’re a tease.”
She sinks a little lower, and the tightness of her pussy hugs my cockhead.
She feels incredible, and I fight the urge to lift my ass from the bed and enter her more.
With the head barely inside her, just enough that I can feel her heat and wetness, and holding herself in position, she uses her hand to masturbate me.
The minute I start trying to lift my hips, wanting to thrust inside her, she pauses and pulls away.
“Uh-uh, Jack, you’re not allowed to move. Be a good boy and do as your nurse tells you.”
I grind my teeth. “Fuck, you’re killing me.”
“No, I’m doing the opposite.”
It must be taking all her self-control not to sink down on me. I can feel her pussy tightening and fluttering around my cockhead. Her breathing grows faster and she’s using me like sex toy, and I don’t even fucking care. That someone could walk in on us at any moment makes this even hotter.
“Fuck, Baby-girl. I’m close.”
I screw my hands into the sheets, knowing I’m going to grab her hips and force her down on me, hard, if I don’t.
If I was feeling stronger, she wouldn’t get away with doing this.
I’d have flipped her onto her back and fucked her hard by now.
But in my weakened state, she’s the one who has all the control, and I don’t exactly mind.
It doesn’t take long, and I know I’m close.
I grit my teeth. “Fuck, oh, fuck.”
My ass and thigh muscles clench, and I half lift my head and shoulders, curling into myself. It hurts, but I’m fucked if I’m going to say anything. The pain and pleasure swirl into a whirlpool of sensation that spins me around in it.
“Oh, Jack, God, Jack.”
Her hand moves faster on my length, and she sinks a little deeper, but I’m still barely inside her.
I come hard at the same time she does, spurting pulse after pulse of milky cum inside her.
Her pussy clamps around my cockhead and she rocks and rolls her hips, as though milking the head for all it’s worth.
I come so hard, and there’s so much, that it oozes out of her, around the tip of my cock, to roll back down my length, like ice cream melting down a cone.
She’s shaking with the strength of her orgasm and I’m almost doing the same.
I hear a sound, beeping but faster than usual, and realize it’s my heart monitor.
It will have recorded my increased heart rate.
Thank fuck it didn’t go up enough to set off the alarm.
The idea of a team of nurses and doctors bursting into the room to administer lifesaving treatment, only to find Camile, legs akimbo over me, and my cock head in her pussy almost makes me laugh.
I fall back onto the pillows. “Holy fuck. I was not expecting that.”
She laughs. “Feeling better?”
“Definitely.”
She reaches for some tissues and hops off me, her legs clamped together, and hurries to the adjoining bathroom.
I quickly cover myself, not wanting one of the nurses to walk in while I’m exposed.
It was one thing when Camile’s body was covering me, but quite another just to be lying here with my cock out.
That was one of the hottest moments of my entire life.
Perhaps because I’m a control freak who likes to fuck hard and fast, so being at a woman’s mercy and having to take it at her pace was a total change for me.
I wonder if this will become a regular thing.
Maybe I can manage this recovery without going insane after all, especially if I have my naughty nurse by my side.