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“Or I would have the entire hospital staff rushing in here because I would be setting off so many alarms. Bunny, you are sexy as hell.” He looks me up and down, his eyes capturing every curve of my body, and when I push out my hip, he throws his head back, biting his lip. Then in one quick motion, he rips the sling off from his shoulder, “Fuck this.” He says as he tosses it and walks over to me.

He grabs me by the hips and moves his hands down to my ass, squeezing me hard. “I’ve missed you.” He whispers in my ear, leaving a trail of kisses along my neck.

“I’ve missed you too,” I say breathlessly, and it’s the truth. I was scared out of my mind when I saw those messages. I didn’t know what I would be walking into when I reached his room at the hospital. The relief I felt when I saw with my own eyes that he was okay, as much as he could be given the circumstances.

He moves his lips down to my exposed cleavage, moving his hands from my ass to the buttons down the front of the outfit. He rips it off of me, buttons flying down to the floor. Under I have a lacy white bra and thong. It was in the bag along with the outfit. He pulls down the lace, popping my boobs out; my nipples are hard from his touch. He takes one into his mouth, flicking his tongue while he toys with my other. I moan out, kissing the top of his head, grabbing onto his neck, and lifting one of my legs up and behind one of his.

He moves to kiss me, and as he does, he spins us around and bends me over the hospital bed. He grabs hold of my panties and pulls them down. I go to kick them off, and he spreads my legs. “Fuck bunny, I love this pussy.” He reaches his hand between my legs, running two fingers along my center before pushing them inside of me. He presses his abs against my back and whispers into my ear, “I’m going to fuck you like it’s my last day on earth.”

“It almost was,” I say, turning my head. He pulls up off of me and releases my soaking wet pussy; he lines himself up and pushes past my opening, filling me with his cock. My walls react, pulsing on him, tightening up. I can feel him ripping me apart from the inside.

I go to scream, but he uses his hand to push my head down into the bed, “Shhh… if you make a sound, I stop.”

He pumps fast and hard into me. Through the curtain, we can hear doctors, nurses, patients, family members, and friends walking by in the hallway, completely unaware of the pure, unfiltered fucking going on just feet away from them. I bask in the pleasure he gives, in the way he makes my body react to his touch, and I tremble beneath him.

We both begin to climb up that peak as a doctor knocks, “Mr. Stevens, we have your dismissal paperwork.” Parker doesn't miss a beat; he pulls back the curtain just enough to poke his head out.

“Sorry, Dr. Puga, I’m in the middle of getting dressed.” He says, thrusting hard into me. I clasp my hand over my mouth so I don’t let a sound escape.

“No problem. Just make sure to keep that arm in a sling, and we will see you here again in a few weeks to check its progress. Your scripts have been called in and should be ready for pickup by the time you leave; the pharmacy on the first floor. Make sure you get those; they will help with the pain.”

“Thank you, doctor. I appreciate it. So I’m all good to go?” He pulls out of me slightly, just hovering at my entrance.

“Yes, all good. Be safe.”

Parker releases the curtain, and in one hard, forceful motion, he slams into me and I dig my hands into the bedsheets, pulling them almost completely off the bed.

“Get on your knees.” He demands. I lift myself from the bed and turn around to face him, lowering myself down. He begins to stroke his cock. “Open your mouth, bunny.” He slides his cock to the back of my throat with force, and my eyes water and tears begin to run down my cheeks. “Flick that sweet little clit of yours, come with me.”

I reach between my legs, and I start to play with myself as he quickly fucks my mouth. My body starts to spasm as my pussy begins to clinch beneath my fingertips, circling my clit. He grabs the back of my head, a fist full of hair in his hands, and yanks himself out of me, and as he does, his cum is released, “Fuccckkk,” He moans as he covers my face.

I lift my hand from between my legs and run it along my face, mixing us once again like before, and I run them along my tongue, savoring our combined flavor.

“You didn’t come.” He says. I shake my head no. “Get the fuck up, Abigail. You are going to sit on the edge of this bed, and I am going to fucking make you come.”

I sit on the edge of the bed as he requested so nicely and spread my legs; he gets on his knees between mine, wrapping his arms under my thighs, and pulls me right to his mouth. I was on the verge of coming before, but this is nothing like what I can give myself. He is so much more. I reach my limit, and I grab onto his hair, lifting my ass off of the bed at the sensation, but he doesn’t quit. He keeps going, harder and faster, pressing his tongue along my folds, sucking my clit like it’s his last meal on this earth, and my body reacts like never before. I squirt all over his mouth, covering his face with my own orgasm.

thirty-six

ryan

Thestadiumlightsilluminatethe field as we rain fire down on the opposing team. I hoped they would at least present a challenge for us so I could genuinely show my skills on the field for Abigail, who sits on the front row of the student section wearing my jersey and holding a sign for Colin.

Parker sits next to her. His arm is in a sling for another three games, and he’s still under concussion watch. But make no mistake; this game is just as much for her as it is for our brother in the stands, who should be here on the field with us, especially after someone from Dakota tried to kill him. At least, we assume it’s someone from Dakota High.

We have yet to talk to Abby about the rabbit outside her window. Tonight is my night with her, and I will not ruin it with that conversation.

Jacobs snaps the ball back into Colin's hands, and I run toward the field goal, occasionally looking over my shoulder to show my brother that I am open. One of the other players is hot on my tail, but I pick up speed when Colin spirals the ball through the air to me. It lands in my arms like a fallen virgin on prom night. I take off and slam the ball to the ground for a touchdown. The crowd cheers while the Dakota fans boo. Colin claps my back, and we make our way to the bench for the field goal.

Some of the guys celebrate our inevitable win early, but I hone in on a conversation behind me.

“Who does she think she is? Seriously though, she's fat and ugly.” Catherine, the head cheerleader, says. “She doesn’t deserve to wear his jersey. If anyone does, it should be me. I bet she had something to do with Savannah disappearing. Just look how she’s hanging all over Parker. It’s pathetic and disgusting.” I glance over my shoulder to see her and her other friends in a huddle, all staring at Abigail. My fists clench at my sides, my body heat rising. I never considered punching a woman before, but she’s damn well begging for my wrath. Catherine and I dated back in middle school for a week, but I would not tolerate it for her to talk about my girl that way.

As they begin their next cheer, I make my way over to the stands where Abigail sits. I lift up on the railing, pushing my body up and off the ground, and I grab her from behind the neck, pulling her in for a kiss. The crowd cheers as our lips deepen in one another. She moans into me, and as I release from her, I feel a tap on my shoulder.

“My turn!” Colin says. He opens the gate to the stands, jogs up the few stairs to get to her row, and pushes past Parker, who has the biggest smile on his face as he watches the gawking of the cheerleaders.

Colin grabs Abigail from behind the waist, pulls her in, and dips her into a kiss like he has just come back from war. The crowd goes deathly silent for a moment at the shock of two men having kissed the same woman. When they see our benched teammate behind us start laughing and clapping, they take it as a joke and clap and scream along. But our want and need for her is anything but a joke. She is ours, and we just made it known. No one messes with what’s ours.

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