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I leaned back on the bed, feeling ecstatic that I could finally go home. No more hospital food or being woken up at the crack of dawn for vitals checks or to get meds. No more watching Tristan and my family leave every night after visiting me. I could go with them. I could be with the people I loved.
Tristan sat down on the bed beside me and asked, “Ready to get out of here?”
I pulled him closer to me so he was lying on my chest. He stretched his legs out and wrapped his body around me, avoiding my stomach, although the wound didn’t hurt as much and was healing up nicely. “I am. It’ll be nice to go outside and not just see it through the window.”
“Do you know where you’re going to stay?” His voice was quiet. We hadn’t talked about what would happen when I left the hospital. I think we both tried to avoid the conversation because we were afraid of what the other would say.
I drew in a deep breath. “With my parents and Cass, I guess. I can’t go all the way to South Carolina since my physical therapist is here.”
“You can stay with me.” His voice was still quiet. And now it had a trace of apprehension.
“With you?” I asked, a little shocked. Not because I didn’t want to, but I thought he was staying with my parents too.
“I mean, you don’t have to. It was just a thought, ya know? I understand if you don’t—”
“I want to. I just thought you were staying with Momma and Pop too.”
“I was gonna tell you later, but Doc came in and stole my thunder. I just signed a lease for a place out in Decatur. I was going to ask if you wanted to stay with me, and I could help with your physical therapy and take you to appointments. You know, so the family can get back to work. I don’t have a job, so I can be your twenty-four-hour nurse.”
“And chef?” I asked, hoping he would since I missed the food he cooked me.
“And chef,” he deadpanned. I laughed at his expression and kissed his forehead, then raised his chin so he could look at me.
“Yes, baby, I would love to stay with you. I’m sure you’d be sexy as fuck in a set of scrubs.”
His laugh was like a balm to my soul, filling me up and healing areas that needed to be healed.
I kissed him, a simple peck initially, but I couldn’t help sliding my tongue into his mouth. He moaned into me, bringing his hand to my chest, and I put my hand on the back of his neck to draw him closer. I missed this, being this kind of close to him. I felt his hard dick on my thigh and reached down to stroke him through his pants, but he pulled his lips away from me and hissed, biting his bottom lip.
“We’re in the hospital,” he croaked out.
“I know,” I teased, kissing the corner of his lips, trailing my tongue over the plump lower one. He groaned and crushed his lips to mine, taking me roughly. I continued to rub his dick through his pants, feeling him twitch in my hand.
“Fuck, I want to touch you,” he whined after he pulled his mouth from me. I knew he was worried about the pressure it would put on my wound, but I would take that pain to feel his hands wrapped around me.
“Do it. Touch me,” I whispered. He started to kiss my neck and chest, making my abs contract. I anticipated pain, but I only felt a dull ache, which was a good sign to me. I took my hand off him long enough to grab his hand and put it under my hospital gown, and he wasted no time wrapping it around my dick, causing me to groan and push into his hand. His breathy chuckle was erotic and had me moaning again. I shoved my hand down the front of his pants, grasping his rigid length.
“I wish I could feel you inside me,” he whispered against my lips, causing my dick to twitch in his hand.
“Me too. As soon as we get home, you’re mine.” My voice came out on a growl, giving away my desperation for him. I gave his cock several firm tugs, from base to tip, just the way he liked it, right before he pulled away.
“We can’t make a mess. I don’t have a change of clothes with me.” He licked his lips. “But I can take care of you. You won’t have to worry about clean-up.” He moved down my body and without preamble, swallowed my dick from head to base. I groaned and thrust upward, shoving my dick to the back of his throat. He gagged but didn’t pull back from me, taking all of me in. As he bobbed his head up and down, he used his hand to stroke me at the same time. I took the pillow from behind my head and put it over my mouth to muffle my moans because I couldn’t keep them in if I tried. It had been weeks since I felt his mouth on me, and this was heaven. He pulled me out of his mouth, licked the underside of my shaft, and then ran his tongue between my slit. I felt my balls tighten and knew I wouldn’t last much longer. When he put me back in his mouth, I couldn’t help it. I exploded. I didn’t have time to warn him before I was shooting hot jets down his throat. If he was surprised, he didn’t let on. He caught everything I gave him, not letting a drop land on the bed or me.
The dull ache in my gut was worth it. Tingles from my orgasm spread all over my body, and when Tristan ran his hand from my thighs to my chest, I felt my dick twitch again. He lay beside me, propped on his elbow, and stared at me, searching my face.
“That was… I don’t have words.” I couldn’t explain how good it felt to feel him on me again.
“Are you hurt?” The look of concern in his eyes almost brought me out of my sex-induced haze. I brought him down to me and kissed him, thrusting my tongue into his mouth, tasting myself on his tongue.
“I’m fine, baby. A little sore, but it’s not bad. I promise.”
I put my hand on his cock, finding it as hard as before he sucked me off. “I need to take care of this,” I asserted, wanting him to feel as good as I was. “Straddle me and fuck my mouth. I can push the bed back to make it easier.”
Heat flared in his eyes, and he looked toward the door. I glanced at the clock and saw the nurses were due to give me meds in less than thirty minutes. “We have time. Come on. Let me make you feel good, Tris.”
Without hesitation, he took the bedside remote and lowered the bed until we had a good angle for him to lean over my face. I had to slide down a bit to get him where I wanted him, and it was awkward trying to get into position, but once we did, we got into a groove. I pulled him into my mouth, moaning at the feel of his hard, thick cock on my tongue. I hollowed my cheeks and sucked as he thrust his dick into my mouth. I placed my hand—the one on my good side—on his ass, pulling him in. His soft moans and sharp breaths were an indication of how much he needed this, how much he missed this. He picked up speed, holding both hands on the side of my head. I looked up at him and saw his head thrown back, his neck muscles rigid. When he lowered his head and made eye contact with me, his body started to shake.
“Oh fuck.” He moaned with a soft growl and exploded in my mouth. I drank him in, loving the taste of him.
