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"Hey," he whispers, giving my hand a weak squeeze. "Don't cry, baby. It's okay. I'm fine."
He's running his hands all along my face and down my body. "Are you okay? I heard you wouldn't let the paramedics look you over." He's frowning at me in disapproval now.
"I'm fine," I say, trying to sound strong even though my voice is shaking. "Oh, Zeke, I was so scared. I thought I was going to lose you."
"You won't lose me that easily," he says, managing a small smile. "There's no way I'm leaving you, baby." His voice drops a notch. "You need your daddy, don't you?"
And just like that, my body is on fire for him.
"Zeke..." my voice comes out breathy.
Zeke grabs the back of my neck and pulls me down to press his lips against mine.
He kisses me like a starving man, his tongue ravishing my mouth. I'm instantly wet and throbbing for him, even though I know this isn't the time or the place.
Eventually, Zeke pulls back, breaking the kiss, his breathing ragged.
"Listen, Jaz, there's something I need to tell you," he says, his voice serious.
"What is it?" I ask, suddenly feeling a sense of dread at the seriousness in his tone.
"I love you, Jaz," he says, looking directly into my eyes. "I know we haven't known each other for that long, but, baby, you'reitfor me. I can't imagine my life without you."
He cups my face in the palm of his hand. "Say you'll be mine, sweetheart. Let me take care of you forever. No more scraping by and killing yourself at dead-end jobs. I've got you. I want you to be happy. If you want to work, that's fine, but find something you love to do. You're too young to be doing all this stressing. Just let your daddy take care of you."
My heart swells at his words, and I feel tears prick at the corners of my eyes again, this time from happiness. "I love you too, Zeke," I confess. "You make me happier than I ever thought it was possible to be."
I nuzzle my face into his neck, kissing his neck and burying my face in the crook of his shoulder.
"Fuck," he grunts, his voice suddenly sounding strained. "Jaz, if you don't stop that, I'm going to fuck you right here on this hospital bed."
I pull back, my face flaming even as my core throbs at the thought, but Zeke has to be in pain and exhausted, and here I am all over him.
I lean back. "I'm sorry," I say apologetically. "I know you're hurt—"
I never get a chance to finish my sentence because Zeke grabs me and pulls me so that I'm straddling him on the hospital bed.
"Zeke! What about your burns?" I gently touch one of the bandages on his chest.
"Doesn't ache as bad as my cock, baby," he says as he settles me on top of his swollen length.
"Zeke..." My protest turns into a moan as Zeke's fingers find their way under my dress and pull my panties to the side.
"I'm going to fuck you so hard, baby," he says, his voice gruffer than I've ever heard him. "I'm going to make you scream my name so loud, the people in the next county will hear."
He guides his cock to my entrance, and I'm so wet I easily slide down on his length. I forget where we are. I suddenly don't care that we're in a hospital.
The monitors Zeke are hooked up to are going crazy as he pushes the tip of his swollen length inside me. With an irritated growl, Zeke rips the IV and sensors from his body.
And then we don't move.
Zeke just sits there and stares into my eyes. All the tension and anxiety I've been feeling since Jeff physically pulled me from my job is gone, replaced with a feeling of completeness. I feel like I could float away. I wonder if I'm in a dream.
"Fuck, I love you, Jaz," he says.
And then, with a groan and a thrust of his hips, we're joined.
Once more, I scream his name as if it were my last breath, and it feels like it is. I feel like I'm swept up in a tornado of fucking Zeke.
