Chapter Fifteen
Abe
The curtain in our room was pulled back, dividing the room into two. I didn’t know why since it was just me and Carl in here. My arm was tied in a sling to my chest, a little heavy with the cast, but I couldn’t move it. My legs were in perfect working order, though. I pushed off the sheet with my hand and kicked it all the way off.
We had maybe a couple of days before we were booted out of the hospital. I wanted Emma’s number, some way to contact her other than coming to the hospital. Because she wasn’t an employee, she was an intern. Once she was done, she would be looking for a job, and the hospital might not hire her again.
Which meant the only tie we had to her would be gone pretty soon, and I didn’t think she would be happy to hand over her contact info after the last conversation we had. She wanted to back away from us. It wasn’t a development I particularly enjoyed.
So, I seduced Emma the next time she came to visit our room.
It was at night, although I didn’t know how late it was because there was no clock in the room. But she came in alone, for once, which was a good indicator that other employees had already clocked out.
“Emma.”
She smiled a little awkwardly. “I just came to say good night, see how you guys were doing before I head home.”
I hadn’t gotten a good look at her, but I did now. She was wearing heels, low, maybe one inch tall. She also had on one of those long, white lab coats, and it was unbuttoned so I could see the clothes she had under it. A black skirt that molded to her body, a white blouse that was a flimsy enough material I could see her bra through it. The stethoscope around her neck completed the outfit and made her look hotter. If she’d had glasses, deep red lipstick and her hair held up messily, she would have been like something out of a teenage fantasy.
Even as I imagined her like that, all sultry and smiling, seductive, I loved the image of her in front of me more. She didn’t have much makeup on, but maybe some gloss on her lips, unless she just licked them. The thought of it made me groan. I had to make myself not stare too long, focus on her words and build an answer for her. it took some concentration, but I managed to find some.
“Is it time for you to go home?”
“Um,” she muttered, looking sheepish. “It was actually over a while back. But I was busy with some other stuff, and I wanted to come by, see if you guys were asleep yet or not so I could say goodbye and rush out.”
I frowned. “It should be pretty late. Do you have to get up early tomorrow?”
“Nah. Because I’m late today, my shift will be pushed back a bit. I’ll be able to get enough sleep.”
“Good.” I paused. “Come here.”
She hesitated.
“Emma.”
She took a breath, and it stuttered as it went down her throat, then back out. There was more hesitation, but she walked up to my bedside, stopping a few feet away. I couldn’t even reach for her.
“Come on, Emma. You can get closer than that.”
“I kinda don’t want to.”
“Why not?” I challenged.
“Why do you want me to?” she countered.
I chuckled, deciding to be blunt. “I want you.”
She knew exactly what I meant. Her breath caught, her eyes widened. “You can’t be serious.”
“Why wouldn’t I be?” I held my hand out for her to take. She looked at it for a second, before taking it. I could feel satisfaction curl in my chest, but I didn’t let it show.
“You realize where we are. In a hospital. At night.”
“With all the equipment around here making so much noise, I think we can fool them, at least a bit.”
I pulled my hand back, slowly, and she came with it. I tugged her closer until she was right in front of me, widened my legs and pulled her into the space between my knees. It put me in just the right position to run my mouth over her breasts, but I made myself look up at her face instead.
“Abe… we’re supposed to not do this anymore. That was part of forgetting.”
“I don’t want to forget, though. And neither do you.” I snaked my arm around her waist. Emma just watched me, her breath quickening, her hands falling on my shoulders when I pulled her even closer. “You want this, Emma. You want us. If you really wanted distance, you would have refused when we asked for you.”
“But…”
I didn’t wait to hear what she had to say, just stretched a bit so I could get to her neck, nuzzled her coat aside and bite gently at her throat. Her voice trailed off with a whimper, and when I dug my teeth in a bit harder, she gave a breathy moan, giving into it.
I wanted to mark her, but I didn’t want to get her in trouble. Instead, I pulled back, met her eyes again. Her face was flushed a pale pink, and I didn’t want to stop.
“Why do you want to stop seeing us, Emma?”
“Because…,” she murmured, then her voice trailed off, and she didn’t add anything else.
“See, you don’t even know.”
“I have my reasons,” she said defensively, but she still wasn’t moving away. Actually, she swayed closer, her hands on my shoulders tightening.
“Come on, Emma,” I murmured, putting my lips to her throat, sliding them down over her throat, to the opening of her blouse, licking her skin as I went. She gave another breathy moan, leaned closer. “Trust us a little more. It shouldn’t be too hard, right? You did it before.”
“Yeah, well, we weren’t at my hospital last time.”
But she didn’t sound like she minded. Actually, I thought she sounded a little resigned. I pulled away from her, ran my hand up her back, cupping the nape of her neck and craning my head as I slowly nudge her down. She didn’t need more than that, practically falling into the kiss, mouth open, a moan escaping her lips before they were pressed against mine and the sound was muffled.
We kissed, long and wet until we both needed to breathe and I pulled away. But we weren’t apart for long, our eyes meeting and holding, breathing each other’s hair. Then we were kissing again, messily, and it was a gloss on her lips. I could taste it, like strawberries.
I only had the one arm to work with, but I made use of it. I put a hand on her shoulder, tugging at the white lab coat. I planned to get busy, and I didn’t want to get it dirty. I got it off one shoulder, and she pulled her arms away, still kissing me, as she shrugged it off. I caught it before it could fall, placing it on the bed next to me. One time, if we had more nights, I would get her to put on just the lab coat and nothing else. The stethoscope, too, I thought, pulling it from around her neck, setting it on top of the lab coat.
Then I ran my hand over her waist, down her hip, her thigh. Until I got to the hem of her skirt. I reached under it, felt nothing but soft skin, and pushed my hand up, taking the skirt up with it. I growled at the feel of her, and she muffled another moan in my mouth. I bunched her skirt around her hips and slid my hand back down her thigh.
Emma was panting into my mouth, leaning into me. When I slid my hand around, gently pushed her knees apart, she moved with it, letting her legs open wider, and I slid my hand up her inner thigh.
Fuck. She was hot and wet through her panties. I was half hard already, but feeling her beneath my palm had me close to coming. Only Emma could do that to me.
She moaned, a delicious sound in the back of her throat, and moved her hips as I moved my fingers gently, riding my fingers.
I pulled back long enough to growl, “Touch me, Emma.”
She didn’t take her time, shoving a little at my shoulders to get some space between us. She pushed at my hospital gown, looking down to see what she was doing. I took her lips in another kiss, hard, wet, that made her lose her concentration for a moment. I moved my hand from between her thighs, and she made a sound of protest, but it died down when I touched her waist, under her blouse so I was touching skin.
She had her hand under the hospital gown, stroking my hard-on as I mouthed at her neck, working her blouse up
so it was out of the way, tugging her bra cup down with my teeth, and moving my mouth to her breast, taking a nipple into my mouth and sucking.
She moaned, pushed closer, stroked me harder, and I growled as I wrapped my arm around her and scraped my teeth over her nipples, making her shiver and whimper in my arms.
Arm, I reminded myself glumly. Just the one.
For a second, I wanted Carl to be awake so I could hit him with my free hand. But then I’d have to stop touching Emma and I didn’t want that. But I also wanted to use both my arms on her, and I couldn’t because my brother couldn’t help being an idiot.
I growled my annoyance. Emma didn’t seem to notice my momentary change in mood. She just whimpered and leaned more into me, diverting my attention again. I pulled back from her breasts, still holding her shirt up, and reached for another kiss.
I didn’t make it.
“I can’t believe you guys are actually having fun without me. The curtain is there, and I can’t see it, but I can fucking hear the two of you.”
We both froze, Emma staring at me with her eyes wide and dark. Then I rolled my eyes, but I didn’t pull away.
We were quiet too long. “I know you can both hear me. Come on, just let me join you guys.”
I rolled my eyes again. “Then why don’t you come over here and join us?”
He growled. “You know I can’t. They aren’t holding my leg up anymore, but I still can’t move with it and you know that.”
I did know that. My earlier annoyance with him gone, I just wanted to laugh at him now. It was probably mean of me, but he put the both of us in this situation with his stupidity. Yeah, it gave us a chance with Emma that we might not have had before, but that didn’t mean I had to praise him for it.
“I thought you were asleep.”
“I’m too bored to sleep.”
He sounded whiny, and I snorted a laugh.
Emma’s face was a little less flushed. She pulled away from me, and for a second, I refused to let go, wrapping my arm around her waist so she wouldn’t go far. I was worried she was going to try to run, but like she knew what I was thinking, she met my eyes and smiled. It was just a tiny curl of her lips, but when she went to pull back again, I let her.
She didn’t immediately try to fix her clothes, and I supposed it was a good thing. She went to the curtain, even though it was only a few steps away, she wobbled a little on her low heels. She grabbed it and pulled it back so Carl and I had a good view of each other. Not that my brother was interested in looking at me.
He couldn’t move at all, because of his bum leg. He’d have to walk out this place with a crutch, and he was going to hate that. Fuck, neither of us had even thought what this would do to us with a race scheduled, even though it was still some time away. We were going to be in a bit of trouble once certain parties became aware of our current condition.
But even that couldn’t divert my attention.
Carl’s face was turned to us, and he was scowling a little. It changed to a look of interest as he took in Emma’s disheveled appearance, her skirt pushed up her hips, exposing her thighs.
“Why didn’t you say anything?” But Emma didn’t sound mad, just moved closer to his bed.
He pulled himself out of his distraction long enough to answer her. “Because the last time you were here, you were trying to deny what was between us. I figured if one of us had a chance of changing your mind, it would be that smooth talker over there.”
“Smooth talker?” she said, surprised. “Abe?”
“Hell, yeah. You’d be surprised, I sure as hell was.”
I rolled my eyes. “You guys are hurting my feelings. Don’t talk about me like I’m not still here.”
I got up off my bed, and Carl’s eyes moved to me. They dropped down to my crotch, and he was grinning. I looked down to see my dick making a tent. Well, it was just a flimsy hospital gown, so I couldn’t exactly hide it. I ignored him, moving behind Emma, wrapping my free arm around her waist and kissing her neck.
“Don’t get fooled by the idiot. I know how to respect women and the ones I go for like that.”
“I…” her voice trailed off as I distracted her, and she made a sound, tilting her head so I had more of her neck to play with. “I can believe it, actually. Your voice is amazing. All you have to do is say my name and I’m ready for you.”
I paused, surprised. I met Carl’s eyes, and they were wide. But then I grinned at the fascinating piece of information. I took her earlobe between my lips, gave a sharp nip that made her jump a little, licked away the sting and pulled back to blow air on it. Then I put my lips to her ear.
“Emma.”
All I did was say her name. I was surprised when she moaned, low and long, her body shivering as she leaned a little into me. When her ass met my erection, she circled an arm back, around my thigh, holding me in place and grinding her hips back. I hissed at the friction on my dick, but I wanted it to be skin to skin, not through our clothes.
“Yeah, just like that,” she sighed.
Carl’s eyes were wide, his face a little flushed as he breathed a bit heavier through his mouth. There was a noticeable bulge at his crotch.
“That is just cruel, Emma. You can’t do that in front of me when I can’t move to do anything about it.”
I didn’t see whatever look she gave him, but he suddenly swallowed what sounded suspiciously like a whimper. Emma pulled away from me, walking closer to him, but I wouldn’t let go of her, following. She reached for his sheet and pulled it slowly down to the tops of his thighs.
“Would you like me to do something for you?”
That voice didn’t sound like Emma. Or rather, not the usual, nervous Emma, but it was definitely her voice when she was getting ready for some serious action. I turned my attention back to her neck, wrapping my arm tighter around her, lazily moving my hips, rubbing my erection against her ass.
But then she was wiggling, wanting to be let go. I did it reluctantly, taking a step back, wondering what she was up to. She had Carl’s gown up to his stomach, taking his erection in her hand and giving a stroke. Then she was leaning over the bed to take him into her mouth.
I should have found it weird. I was watching my brother get head. But all I could think about were how I wanted those lips wrapped around my cock. I just realized I never got to have that.
But I wasn’t going to argue it now. Carl couldn’t move, after all. But I could.
Before I could think of any creative ways to join in, Emma pulled away from Carl. He made a sound of protest, but she ignored him. She went for the door, and I would have worried, but she still wasn’t fixing her clothes. With her skirt up, most of her thighs and ass were on display.
She wasn’t leaving. There was a chair against the wall, a few steps away from the door. I hadn’t really noticed it before, but Emma dragged it to the door, pushing the back of it against the handle.
I hadn’t thought of that. It was late, but I didn’t know if someone wouldn’t want to come in and check on us. I was pretty sure hospitals had night staff. She turned back to us, her face flushed, though part of it was probably in embarrassment. But she was coming back, her eyes meeting mine before she went over to Carl.
She turned down the railing on his bed, her hands moving methodically. Then she leaned an elbow against his bed, using her free hand to pull her skirt up higher. She surprised me, putting a knee up on the bed and leaning forward, sliding her panties off the one leg, keeping her knee up on the bed. Then she was leaning over Carl, her hand going between her legs, touching herself.
I could feel my body burn, begging to be in her, but I was frozen just watching her. Fuck, but she was perfect. I couldn’t decide if I wanted to fuck her or watch her get herself off more.
But then she looked over her shoulder, meeting my eyes, her own burning with lust, and the decision didn’t seem so difficult.
I stepped closer, moving her hand aside, replacing it with my own. She moaned, and then she was facing
Carl again, leaning down, taking him back into her mouth. She was wet and ready, and I didn’t waste time. I cursed again, working on just the one arm, pushing my hospital gown up, bunching it under my arm, then holding her hip and positioning my cock.
I wanted to, so badly I could taste it, but I didn’t push in her immediately. I leaned down so I could bite at her neck, lightly so I wouldn’t mark her so obviously. I moved my hips, rubbing my cock all over her sex, nudging the head against her clit. Her whimpers were muffled a little but I heard them.
The teasing didn’t last long, I was really just torturing us both. I reached around her, sliding my hand between her thighs, feeling with my fingers, sinking two of them in then replacing them with my cock, sliding inside until she took all of me. I wrapped my arm around her waist, under her blouse, and started to move.
It was more than a little awkward because my other arm was still in a sling against my chest. I had to brace my feet a little far apart, be careful not to put too much on my weight on her or I could lose my balance and the fun would turn even more awkward and maybe even painful for all three of us.
But I didn’t care, because it was similar to our first time together. Me fucking her, her mouth wrapped around my brother’s cock. It felt just as good, if not better. I was moving slow, but by the pleased noises she kept making, I didn’t think she minded.
I wasn’t sure how long we stayed like that. I wanted it to last, but I wanted to come. I also wanted to be sure Emma came before I did. Moving slow was another kind of torture, but I could feel the pleasure build up, little electric sparks running under my skin.
Then someone tried to come in, but the chair at the door blocked their way in.
Emma’s body shuddered underneath mine, and she pulled her mouth away from Carl.
“Hello?” a woman’s voice came from the other side. “I’m the nurse, can someone please let me in? These doors shouldn’t have locks.”
I think that last bit might have been aimed at herself. We didn’t really stop, Emma stroking Carl with her hand, me still moving inside her, though I did slow down even more. She made a strangled sound and then cleared her throat.
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