Accidentally His

by Brooks, Sarah J.

  I didn’t move. I held my fingers exactly where they were, and Jordan did most of the work. Before long, she was thrusting harder and kissing me like some sort of maniac as her body pushed itself toward the orgasm. God, I hoped that this was going to help her not be in pain.

  Her fingers dug into my skin as she rocked harder, and soon I felt her body tense up. She grabbed onto me and held on for a good ten seconds as her whole body pulled the orgasm into her before finally releasing with a big moan of delight.

  “Good, was that good? How is the pain?” I asked.

  “Shhh,” she said with a smile on her face.

  The medication had set in. I remember feeling exactly like she was at that moment. It was one of the reasons I didn’t take the pills past the first day. The bliss and dazed state of mind were good for Jordan, though. The pain pills were going to be very helpful in making it through the next couple of days until I could figure out a way to get us down the mountain.

  Jordan smiled, and I felt her whole body relax as I pulled away from her. She closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep with a blissful smile that helped put me at ease, at least for the time being.

  When I looked outside, it was snowing hard again, and I didn’t know what we were going to do to get her out of there. Any hope of the sun coming and melting the snow away was long down the road, and I couldn’t wait that long. I couldn’t wait at all. By the next day, I was going to have to come up with some sort of plan. Good or bad, I had to make a move, or Jordan was going to be the one to pay for my inaction.

  “I have to pee,” Jordan said in the midst of her blissful half sleep.

  “Oh, well that’s good. You have some water in you at least. Okay, um I could carry you.”

  “Yes.”

  I scooped her up into my arms and paid special attention to her injured leg as I carried her into the bathroom. Once in there she couldn’t stand at all, and I had to fumble with her pants as I tried to support her all at the same time.

  “Sorry,” I said as I helped her. “Probably the worst second date you’ve ever been on.”

  “We went on a date?” she asked totally high as a kite. “I don’t remember going on a date. Where did we go? Did I wear a pretty dress?”

  “Well, I guess it wasn’t actually a date. But it was one amazing night.”

  “Yes, you were amazing,” she said, and I couldn’t help blushing. “You’re huge. Do you know that your cock is bigger than most guys? I was like ‘wow’ he’s a stallion,” she said as I helped her sit down.

  “I’m going to stand outside the door. Let me know if you need any help.”

  I was smiling from ear to ear as I waited outside the door to give her some privacy. The intimacy of taking care of Jordan at this dangerous time was a little overwhelming, but it made me feel closer to her.

  By the time Jordan finished in the bathroom, her mood had changed. I knew all her talk was because she was hyped up on the medications, but I also knew there was a little truth to it all as well.

  “You were such a jerk.” She laughed as I carried her to the couch.

  “I’m sorry.”

  “You were. I thought you were so mean before, but now I’m not sure if you’re mean or just really lonely and don’t know how to be around people.”

  “Probably all three,” I snickered. “Here, sip some more water so you stay hydrated, and then you can go back to sleep.”

  “No, I don’t want to sleep,” she said as she waved her hands around vibrantly.

  “Shhh,” I said teasingly. “It’s time to rest.”

  It took me a few minutes to get her settled down, but as soon as she closed her eyes and I pulled a warm blanket over her, she fell asleep. I was going to have her sleep in the bedroom, but I still wanted to keep a close eye on her, and I had some cooking I had to do before bed. I was going to make some bread for Jordan to snack on, so it could help keep her stomach settled, and she wouldn’t be so nauseous.

  While I baked I continued to watch Jordan to make sure she was doing okay. At one point the dressing I had over her injury became soaked with blood again, so I had to tie the tourniquet on her leg one more time.

  It was very disheartening to see the bleeding start again. There was no way Jordan could deal with constant blood loss and the level of pain she was in. Even if I kept giving her the pain medication, she would die if the bleeding didn’t stop.

  I grabbed my cell phone to see if I had any sort of signal. I wasn’t even sure why I made the effort since I knew there was no signal to be had, but something inside me just hoped that I’d miraculously have a single bar, so I could call for help. Of course, there was no cellular signal.

  I was kicking myself for not having a reliable way to radio for help or get someone up to us. What was I thinking? I wasn’t prepared at all. I had food, and I had power, but I didn’t have the one necessity that I needed; communication.

  My own need to remove myself from society had put Jordan at terrible risk of losing her life. I couldn’t believe I’d been so careless. As an engineer, it was my job to see things ten steps ahead and prepare for them, but I hadn’t even done that for myself and my home.

  Before bringing Jordan to the bed to sleep next to me for the night, I prepared a list of what I had to do the following day. I was going to have to clean her wound out again. It was the only way to fend off an infection. I would wait until I gave her another dose of her pain medication, and I wrote down the time I had to give it to her. Then I was going to start building a sled. With a sled, I could bring Jordan down the mountain. It was still going to be dangerous.

  I loaded my gun and left it next to the bed as I climbed in with Jordan. I’d already put the bookshelf in front of the door and the large windows at the front of the house. I made a makeshift booby trap on the front porch with some broken glass that I thought would make enough noise that I’d know if that guy was out there trying to get in.

  There was no way to protect all of the windows, but I hoped that the locks would hold long enough for me to wake up if he tried to get in. I’d locked the shed, but that probably didn’t matter too much since the door was halfway broken from all the times the ax had gone through it. I still couldn’t believe I hadn’t woken up earlier and come to rescue Jordan before that maniac had a chance to hurt her like he had.

  If he decided to come back to sleep in the shed, there was nothing I could do about it. But if I saw him anywhere near the house again, I was going to shoot to kill. It didn’t matter if it was dark out or light out, I’d hit him for sure this time. There was no way I was letting him anywhere near Jordan.

  Chapter 17

  Jordan

  I was starting to get a fever; I felt it. I woke up feeling like the room was one hundred degrees. Obviously, the cabin in the middle of the woods wasn’t that hot at all. The pain wasn’t there like it had been before, though, so either the pain medication hadn’t worn off or the pain was subsiding a little.

  This was bad. I knew it was bad. I felt it inside. Somehow, we had to get down the mountain. Somehow Caleb had to get me some help.

  “How are you?” Caleb whispered in the dead of night.

  “I’m okay.”

  “You have a fever, don’t you?” he asked as he put his hand on my forehead.

  At this point, we were closer than any of the men I’d ever dated. Although the pain medication had caused a bit of a blur, I did very distinctly remember forcing Caleb to give me an orgasm while I waited for the medication to kick in. I also remembered him carrying me into the bathroom and helping me to pee. Wow, there was nothing left to be a secret between the two of us.

  “No, I just had too many covers on,” I lied.

  “I’ll clean the wound out after your next dose of pain medication. Okay?”

  “When will that be?”

  Caleb looked at his watch and then back toward me. I could barely see the shadow of his face, but he looked really concerned. I hated that look. He’d had a similar expression when he
set me on the couch and first looked at my leg.

  “Another four hours. Three if we give it to you early. Can you wait that long? I’m sorry. It’s probably okay if I give it to you early. I mean you’re not going to overdose since you took it six hours ago. I don’t know.”

  “It’s okay. Let’s go back to sleep, and I’ll take it when I get up.”

  “Come here,” Caleb lifted me up and put his arm around me. “You are hot. I think you have a fever.”

  “I’m okay. Let’s just get some sleep, and we will see how things are in the morning.”

  “Yes, no more talking. Go to sleep,” he ordered as if it was his idea.

  I did drift back to sleep but then woke up again several times before the sun finally started to come up. The pain was sneaking up on me, and I knew it was time to get the pain medication back into my system before the pain was out of control. I didn’t have the energy to try and walk out to the living room, though, so I had to wait for Caleb to wake up. He looked so peaceful while he slept that I didn’t dare wake him before I had to.

  It was snowing badly outside by the time Caleb started to toss and turn. It was a bad sign for what was to come. Even if we figured out some way to try and get help, we needed the snow to stop if we wanted to make a go of our plan.

  After eating some toast and taking the pain medication, Caleb situated me on the couch again, so he could take a look at my wound. The white cotton bandage that he had wrapped around my leg was dark with dried blood, but at least there was no new blood. I didn’t have the tourniquet on either, so that was a promising piece of news.

  The not so promising information was that I could barely move my toes, and when the pain medication was wearing off, I was in a lot of pain. I definitely couldn’t walk anywhere, and Caleb couldn’t exactly carry me down the mountain in his arms.

  “That’s good,” Caleb said as he looked at my toes wiggling ever so slightly.

  “It’s not good. I am trying as hard as I can, and they are hardly moving. This is not good at all Caleb.”

  “You couldn’t move them at all yesterday, Jordan. This is good,” he said and gently stroked my hair out of my face. His large hands were soft and comforting, and I instinctively put my hand over his and held it on my cheek. Caleb was a good man. The way he was taking care of me and making sure I was as comfortable as possible, I could tell he was a good man.

  “He was my high school boyfriend. Can you believe I dated that man? I put him in jail a few years ago. I thought I was being followed the last few weeks but also thought I was imagining things. I even saw him at the camping store while I was preparing for my hike. He was nice to me; he didn’t seem angry at all. It was all an act, though. I’m so stupid.”

  “Jordan, you listen to me,” he said and leaned down so his face was right in front of mine. “This is not your fault. That man was crazy. I saw it in his eyes. He probably has some sort of mental illness, and you just happened to be someone he’s fixating on. It doesn’t matter now. I’m here, and I’m not going to let anything happen to you. If he’s still alive, he won’t be coming near you.”

  “Do you think he’s dead?”

  “I really don’t know. I saw a trail of blood out there, so he’s walking, or at least he was. I bet he tried to make his way down the mountain overnight. He very well could have plummeted off a cliff for all I know.”

  I was quiet as tears started to well up in my eyes. Even though Peter had been trying to kill me, I honestly didn’t want him to die out there. He needed help. He was not healthy; I knew that by the way he had been talking. I also knew the person he used to be and what a sweet kid he had been before his mental health deteriorated.

  “He was a nice guy once. I don’t know what happened to him.”

  “You need to stop this. That man tried to kill you, Jordan. Don’t feel sorry for him. I don’t care what’s wrong with him … he knew what he was doing. He planned to follow you. He methodically tracked you and then tried to kill you. I love that you have such a big heart, but you shouldn’t be feeling bad for the person who hurt you like this.”

  “I know,” I replied without arguing. Defending Peter wasn’t really something I normally did. The idea of him dying alone in the woods just didn’t sit well with me, though. I honestly thought he needed to be in prison or a mental health facility. No one deserved to die by freezing to death on a mountain, even someone who had turned as evil as Peter had.

  “So, you clearly have a fever. I’m going to have to clean this wound out now that the pain medication is on board again. Do you think you’re ready for that?” Caleb asked as I sat contemplating the same thing. My leg looked red and a little swollen; I knew it needed to be cleaned out again. Even that might not hold off whatever infection was brewing in there.

  “I’m as ready as I can be.”

  Caleb gave me a quick kiss on the forehead before he started to work on my leg. It was painful but not nearly as bad as I’d expected it to be. The pain medicine was doing its work. I couldn’t stop staring at Caleb and how precisely he was cleaning my leg. For an engineer, he didn’t seem grossed out by the medical stuff he was doing. He worked to clean the wound and then wrapped it back up with some fresh bandages.

  “There, it’s as good as it can get here. I think it’s time we consider getting down the mountain.”

  “How? I can’t walk.”

  “I know. I was thinking I should get to building a sled. My main concern is that you’ll get away from me going down the mountain. I want something that will be easy to pull but not so easy that you just slip away. That could end up very badly.”

  “It doesn’t have to be a masterpiece,” I said as I looked at a drawing of a sled on the coffee table. “We aren’t trying for a patent here. Just put some string on a piece of wood and pull me. That would work, wouldn’t it?”

  He playfully rolled his eyes at me and then shook his head before coming to sit next to me with the paper in his hand. I could tell he was pretty proud of his drawing and the plans he was getting ready to execute.

  “Okay, I think you’ll need something to lean up against, so I put a back on it here.” He pointed to the plan. “We will also need to secure your leg the best we can so it’s not moving around a lot. I’m pretty sure you have a break or at least a fracture. So, I build this part here to raise it up, and we will put pillows under it too.”

  “Caleb, this is a Rolls Royce. I think if you built a Volvo, it would work just fine. Do you think we can go today, or are we going to try tomorrow?”

  “It will have to be tomorrow. The snow is falling hard right now, and I still need to build this. I’d like to leave first thing in the morning. How do you feel about that?”

  “I trust you,” I said as I felt my eyes getting tired. “I’m going to rest for a little bit while you work. How do you feel about that?” I teased him.

  “Yes, that’s a good plan.” He handed me the cup of water to drink a little before I fell asleep. The truth of the matter was that I did trust Caleb, and even though I was very worried about my leg and the fever that was developing, I thought that Caleb could get me down the mountain safe and sound. Or at least, I hoped he could.

  ***

  It felt like I’d been sleeping for hours when I woke up in pain. I was sure that my pain medication had worn off, and I must have slept through the whole day.

  “Caleb, can you get me something to eat so I can take some more pain medication?” I groaned.

  “You’re burning up,” he said as he put his hand on my head. “It’s only noon; you can’t take any more pain medication.”

  “Noon, really?”

  We both knew this was bad. My fever was out of control. I was burning up. There was no way we could wait until the next day to leave. Caleb looked at me with a helpless gaze that was filled with so much concern that I started to cry again. I couldn’t handle seeing such a big strong guy looking so fearful. It was terrifying.

  “I’m pretty much done with the sled; it�
��s good enough. Let’s get you loaded up, and we can leave now. There’s still six hours of daylight.”

  “Caleb it will be under five hours by the time we get going. There’s no way it’s safe for the two of us. I think you should go alone. You’ll be able to get down the mountain quickly on your own, and then you can come back with some help.”

  He shook his head and kissed my forehead. For a brief moment, I thought he was going to cry, but he just looked off into the distance as if he was thinking a plan through or something like that.

  “No, I’m not leaving you here.”

  “Caleb, go. I’ll be fine,” I said in my bravest voice possible. I was wincing in pain, and the fever had me sweating so much that I had to pull the blankets off me. I didn’t want to go out in the cold anyway. I didn’t want to feel the pain of being brought down the mountain with all the bumps and jarring around that was going to happen to my leg.

  The pain medication was barely working at the moment. I could barely take a deep breath without feeling the pain radiating through my body. I wasn’t strong enough to go down the mountain in a sled; there was no way I could do it.

  “I’m not leaving you here. He could come back for you. He could be watching the house waiting for his chance to come and finish you off. No way am I leaving you here.”

  “Leave me the gun. If he gets in, I’ll shoot him,” I said. The problem with this plan was that I’d already displayed a little sympathy toward Peter and whatever mental health condition had him acting so crazy. I could tell by the look in Caleb’s eyes that he didn’t believe I would actually shoot Peter. I wasn’t sure I believed it myself. Not to mention that I was getting so sick I could barely hold my arms up. How on earth could I hold a gun and shoot it? That wasn’t likely.

  “You could be sleeping when he broke in; there’s no way you’d wake up in time. Or what if you have to use the restroom? No, I’m not leaving you. I’ll give you some medicine for your fever, and we can get some cool wash rags to cool you down, and then we’ll go.”