Harley and I both burst out laughing.
“Oh no!” I said, still laughing.
She was shaking her head disappointedly. “He took one look at these babies—” She grabbed her boobs and jiggled them. “—and it was all over.”
“Poor guy,” Harley said. “Maybe he just needs someone with a little patience to help him get over it.”
Casey scoffed, “Yeah, good luck with that.” She looked up at Harley, the mischief back in her eyes. “I hope you’re going to look after my girl a bit better than Doctor Quickdraw looked after me.”
Harley blushed as he squeezed my hand. “If I get the chance.”
“Anyway,” she said, dragging herself out of the chair, “Claire’s not feeling well, so I’ll be your nurse tonight, Mr Davidson.” She gave us a devilish wink. “Don’t worry, I won’t disturb you two.”
There was an air of expectation after Casey left. She had virtually given us the green light to do whatever we wanted, which just made me ridiculously nervous.
Harley’s face reflected my own. He was looking at me anxiously, like he was expected to jump me at any minute—only, of course, he couldn’t.
“I wish I could get up,” he said quietly, “or at least move freely.”
I sat on the edge of the bed and took his hand. “What would you do right now, if you didn’t have the casts on?”
His fingertips brushed against my neck, following the curve to my shoulder, then down to my breasts.
“First, I would do this.”
His fingers, nimbly undid the four little pearl buttons on the front of my dress. The backs of his knuckles stroked the swell of my breast, following the lace edge of my pale-blue bra.
“Then I would do this.”
Sliding his fingers under the lace, he grasped my breast, pinching the pert nipple between his fingers and squeezing gently.
I was trying to breathe as my heartbeat raced. I was totally caught up in the moment.
“I would slide my hands down to your hips.” His hands slid down and he gripped my hip bones, running his thumbs along the inner edge.
My hand was resting on his chest. I could feel his heart rate increase the further down my body he touched.
“Then I would slide my hands up under your dress,” he said hoarsely, “until I reached your panties, where I’d run my fingers inside the edge so I could feel how wet you are for me.”
Now I really couldn’t breathe. “Show me,” I whispered.
Standing up, I edged as close as I could to Harley. His hands glided up my thighs, pushing my dress with them. When he reached the top, he brushed his fingers against the thin lace, making my stomach somersault at the sensation. He leaned forward and lightly kissed my thighs as his hands gently eased my legs further apart. I had to steady myself as his kisses got higher, until his lips pressed against my hips and along the edge of my panties.
“If I could get out of bed, I’d be down on my knees in front of you, licking your wet pussy.”
His words had my head swimming. I’d never felt that before, my ex-boyfriend not ever wanting to do it.
“Do you like having your pussy licked, Toni?” he asked, looking up at me from under his lashes.
I hesitated. “I … I don’t know. I’ve … I’ve never been licked before.”
He sat up straighter, kissing my chest and the mound of white flesh that was spilling from my lace bra. Pulling my face down to his, he pressed his lips to mine, his tongue softly entering my mouth to seek out my own.
“I want to be your first. I want to show you how it feels,” he murmured, kissing my neck and chest again.
He lay back down, adjusting his pillows. “Climb up here.” He patted the pillow at either side of his head.
I hesitated again, unsure what he meant.
He bit his bottom lip, his eyes flashing with desire. “I want you to sit on my face, Toni.”
My eyes widened, and he smiled reassuringly at me.
“It’s okay,” he said softly. “Just put one leg either side, facing towards the end of the bed.”
He held out his hand to me, and I quickly slipped off my panties, then climbed on the bed. Self-consciously, I edged backwards until I was over his face, my heart pounding. With one move, he hooked his strong arms around my upper thighs and pulled me down onto his face. His tongue eagerly licked me, the piercing rubbing against my sensitive flesh.
“Oh, God,” I gasped. The sensation of his hot, wet mouth on me was like nothing I had felt before.
Leaning forward, I pushed back the sheet and his boxers, his erection springing free. I took hold and guided him into my mouth. He grunted, as his mouth found my swollen clit and began sucking gently, his tongue flicking and circling it.
My hips were moving of their own accord, rocking back and forth in time with the sucking motion on my pussy. The more turned on I got the more I wanted him in my mouth as he slid in and out, deeper and deeper.
Harley’s hips were lifting from the bed. His groans of pleasure as he continued devouring me, burying his face in me, fuelled my own desire. His taste changed and I knew he was getting close. I eased off, teasing him as I circled my tongue around his swollen head, tasting his pre-cum as it coated him.
Then his fingers were opening me, his tongue inside me. I couldn’t breathe as I felt his tongue stud rubbing against my opening. I ran my free hand under his balls and massaged as I teased his cock.
Now his fingers were inside me, massaging my inner wall, his mouth sucking and licking. I couldn’t hold on. My body started to tremble as it gripped tight around his fingers, pulsing as the most amazing orgasm I’d ever had raked through my entire body.
“Suck it, Toni, do it hard,” he breathed, his hot breath on my wetness making me shudder.
My hand started pumping faster, my lips gripping tighter around his length as I took as much of him in my mouth as possible, over and over.
“Ah God, Toni, that’s it,” he growled, as the first shot of his hot fluid hit the back of my throat, his animalistic sounds making me want to keep going.
When I felt his body finally relax under me, I slowly sat back up and with shaky legs, climbed off.
Harley looked totally relaxed as he lay, arms spread to the sides, on his single bed. My face flushed at the thought of what I’d just done, and I slipped my panties back on, then looked down at his grinning face.
“That was awesome,” he told me as he continued grinning.
I blushed a deeper shade of red as the heat crept up my cheeks.
He chuckled. “Don’t be embarrassed.” He pulled me closer. “Come here.” He pulled me down towards him, meeting me halfway as his lips crushed against mine. His tongue slipped through into my mouth, his stud brushing against my lips. I could taste myself, and wondered if he could taste himself on me.
He pulled away. “Did you enjoy having me eat your pussy, baby?”
I nodded slowly as I bit my bottom lip.
“You taste amazing,” he murmured, before pulling me gently to his lips again.
Chapter 8
Harley
IT WAS Thursday morning, which meant my weekly doctor’s appointment. I was taken down to X-ray by an orderly, where they checked both legs to see how the bones were mending, and if they were aligned correctly. By the time I was returned back to the ward, Dr White was waiting for me, filling in time by leaning up against the nurse’s station, chatting to Toni.
I glared at him as he openly flirted, and she giggled at his lame-ass joke.
She came over to help wheel me in and get me back into bed. I hated how useless I felt having to be cared for, and when Toni started fussing over me while Dr White leered at her ass, I pushed her away.
She stepped back, startled by my action, which I immediately regretted.
“Don’t mind Mr Davidson,” Dr White told her, his eyes never leaving her chest. “He’s like that with all the nurses. I bet you’ll be glad when he’s gone.”
“Fuck off,” I muttere
d under my breath as I pulled my hospital gown down around my ass. “No one will be as glad as me when I’m out of this hell hole.”
I looked up at Toni, just in time to see the hurt look on her face. I swear her bottom lip quivered for a moment and her eyes glazed over. But then she swept the emotion away, swallowed hard, turned on her heels and left the room.
Shit! I was such a jerk, but I couldn’t do anything now. I had to sit there while this smug fucker told me what I already knew. My legs were healing, the casts would be coming off in a few days, and then I had about six weeks of intensive physiotherapy to strengthen the muscles again. I already knew all this; he told me the same thing every week, but I guess it helped him feel like he was earning his pay, by treating me like a moron.
As soon as the asshole doctor left, I pressed the buzzer and waited for Toni to come in. I had lashed out without thinking, and I seriously needed to apologise. I would be happy to get out of the hospital, but that didn’t mean I wanted to get away from Toni, and I needed to explain that to her.
“You buzzed?” Maggie asked as she came in through the door, the look on her face telling me she knew what I had said.
“Ah, yeah, I wanted to talk to Toni.”
“Well, Nurse Toni is on a break, so looks like you’re stuck with me.” She crossed her arms over her chest. “So, what do you want?”
“What I want is to talk to Toni, not you.” I was trying to keep my voice even, but wasn’t doing a very good job of it. “When is she due back?” Then as an afterthought, added, “Please.”
Maggie just rolled her eyes at me. “She’ll be back when her break is over. I will let her know ‘your highness’ has summoned her.”
Then she turned and left the room.
Anxiously, I waited for what felt like an hour, but was probably only ten minutes. I wanted to buzz again, in case she was back and Maggie hadn’t told her to come in, but the little voice in my head kept telling me to play it cool.
Fuck playing it cool! Unable to resist any longer, I buzzed again.
Finally, the door opened and she swept silently in. She stopped at the end of the bed, hands on hips, appraising me.
“Sorry about earlier. I wasn’t aiming my comment at you,” I said cautiously, unable to read her body language.
“Really? So what was it about, then?”
How could I tell her I didn’t like the sleazy Dr White drooling all over her? I shrugged, and she cocked an eyebrow.
I sighed. “The doctor was pissing me off, that’s all. I’ll be happy to be away from him, and this room.” I looked down at my hands that were fidgeting in my lap. “Doesn’t mean I’ll be happy to leave everything and everyone.” God, I was turning into such a pussy around her. Chancing a look at her from under my lashes, I saw just the smallest hint of a smile.
I held my hand out to her, beckoning her to come closer. “Am I forgiven for being an asshole?”
She stepped closer. “That depends,” she said, as she sat on the edge of the bed. “How are you going to make it up to me?”
“With flowers.”
I grabbed my sketchpad, and quickly drew a bunch of roses, tied with a bow.
“Here, these are for you,” I said, ripping the page out of the book and handing it to her. “I hope you like roses.”
She laughed with delight. “Why Harley, they’re beautiful,” she joked. “I think I’ll go and colour them red.”
~*~*~*~
My dinner came, but I could only manage to pick at it, I was so nervous. Casey had booked the hairdressing room for us so we could have some alone time, and I had a raging hard-on just thinking about it. Of course, I wasn’t going to pressure Toni into doing anything she didn’t want to do, but I couldn’t stop thinking of all the positions we could try in the reclining chair.
Finally, Toni came in, with an adorably nervous look on her face.
“Um, so are you ready to have your hair washed?” she asked, unable to meet my eyes.
“I have never wanted to have my hair washed more in my life,” I replied cheekily. “But are you sure you want to wash it?”
She raised her eyes to meet mine.
“Because, you know, if you don’t want to,” I continued quickly, “I’m okay with that. I can always do it myself.”
The corner of her mouth tipped up into a half-smile at the thought of me doing it myself, again.
“I’ll go get the orderly,” she told me with a grin.
~*~*~*~
The room was small, with just a basin and a reclining chair, but that was all we needed. The most important thing was the lock on the door.
The orderly lifted me out of the wheelchair and onto the hair-washing chair, then made himself comfortable, leaning up against the wall in the corner.
“Thanks, you can go,” Toni told him nervously.
“Sorry. I can’t leave you alone in here with a male patient. It’s for security.”
My stomach dropped, a million different excuses running through my head as to why he should go. But Toni had it covered.
“Whose security is it for?” she asked lightly.
“Yours, of course.”
She smiled that beautiful smile at him, then indicated to me. “I don’t think he’ll be chasing me around the room somehow, do you?”
He hesitated.
“Why don’t you go get a coffee while I do this,” she told him. “There’s not enough room in here for all of us.”
He looked like he was almost convinced.
“Unless you want to wash my hair for me?” I asked him in my best smartass tone. “Then Nurse Toni can get herself a coffee.”
The orderly scoffed at me; obviously washing hair was beneath him. With another perfect smile from Toni, he left and she quickly locked the door.
Exhaling a calming breath, I reached out my hand and pulled her onto my lap. I could feel my already rigid cock, just about ready to burst at the seams as she leaned down and brushed her lips against mine. My hand ran up her thigh and under her uniform, finding the edge of her stockings. I moaned softly as I felt the suspenders and followed them up to the edge of her panties.
Her tongue flicked between my lips, then she pulled back, a sly grin on her face.
“Am I hurting your legs, sitting on you?” she asked, trying to take her weight off my lap.
Pushing her back down onto me, I gripped her hips, squeezing her prominent hip bones.
“You’re not hurting me. The only thing that hurts is my cock, because you make it so hard.”
She slowly started gliding the zip on her uniform down. “Does this make you hard?” she teased, then stood and slid her uniform off. Her shoes came off next, leaving just her lingerie.
God, she was gorgeous. All the times we had been together had been rushed and sneaky. We had to be cautious so all clothes had stayed on. Now, finally, I could see her, all of her, and she was magnificent.
Her lingerie was dark blue with pale-pink ribbon thread around the edges. The panties were barely there, so tiny they left little to the imagination, but it was the bra that had me captivated. It must have been one of those push-up bras because her boobs looked round and full, almost spilling out of the cups. I ran my eye down the length of her body, taking in every curve from her slim waist to her hipbones, and long slender legs.
“I don’t know how long we have,” she said, unhooking her bra. “I wish we could take our time.”
I realised what she was saying. We needed to get down to it; there was no time for me to sit back and just take in every inch of her. I slipped my hospital gown off, then pushed my boxers down, letting my hard-on free from constraint.
Looking back up at her, I realised even without the bra, her breasts were round and full. I reached out and cupped them in my hands feeling the weight of them, then gently teased her nipples between my fingers.
Her lips parted as I pinched harder. She leaned forward, kissing my lips again before trailing soft kisses down my chest, to my stomach, and finally to
my waiting cock. Her tongue slowly licked the length of me, circling around the head before licking the slit and pre-cum that was dripping out.
I dropped my head back on the headrest and closed my eyes. I wanted to be inside her, but her mouth on me felt so good. I let her take me in her mouth and slide her beautiful lips down over my shaft.
With half-closed eyes I watched her, still bent over me, her firm round tits brushing against my hip as her head bobbed up and down. My hand stroked her back, then ran around to her chest and cupped her breast. Immediately her nipple hardened even more than it already was, and she moaned softly around my cock.
“Take your panties off,” I whispered to her. “I want you completely naked.”
With one soft kiss on the end of my knob, she stood and stripped off the rest of her lingerie.
I ran my hand up her inner thigh, until it reached her warm, wet pussy. She parted her legs for me, so I could stroke her. I ran my palm along her and trailed my fingers up to her swollen clit before sliding two fingers inside.
She gasped, her eyes widening, my fingers moving inside her, stroking her inner wall.
“Jump on,” I told her softly.
She quickly bent down and found the condom in her uniform pocket.
“I’m not very good at this,” she said, fumbling as she tried to work out which way to roll it on.
“I’m glad you’re not an expert,” I told her, taking it out of her hand and quickly rolling it over my more-than-ready cock.
She smiled seductively, then straddled my hips and lowered herself so she was rubbing against me. With hands resting on my shoulders, she glided back and forth, using her wetness to lubricate me, the heat radiating from her fuelling my desire. I ran my hands down her sides until I reached her hips, then gripped, gently kneading the flesh with my fingers.
I wanted to be inside her right now. Leaning forward I kissed her hungrily, flicking her top lip with my tongue before tugging on her bottom lip.
“I want to fuck you, Toni,” I mumbled between kisses.
She lifted her weight, grabbed my cock and angled it up before lowering herself onto it.
I couldn’t stop the groan that built in my throat at the sensation of her tight, wet pussy as it slid down over my throbbing cock. Fuck, she was so tight that I wondered for a moment if she were still a virgin. But she wasn’t moving like a virgin; she was moving like someone who wanted all of me inside her, and I was more than willing to give it to her.
Forbidden Fruit Vol 2 Page 12