Ellen kept scolding even as she allowed dad to help her with her coat and led her to the door.
“See you in the morning.” Dad gave a knowing look from Anna and back to me again before escorting a tittering Ellen from the room.
“That still grosses me out.” Anna propped her head on her hand.
“What, our parents getting it on?”
Anna groaned. “Yes, that.” She rubbed her eyes with the heels of her palms.
“Come on.” I shifted over, ignoring the pain radiating from the cast on my leg. It was a dull ache, whatever pain medicine they’d given me doing its job.
She shook her head. “I’ll just sleep on the couch over there.” But then she met my eyes, and I could see she was tempted.
I scooted further and groaned. She was up in an instant, leaning over me. “What, what happened? Do you need more pillows?”
My plan worked. She was close enough so I could grab her and drag her over the rail. She squeaked with surprise as I settled her into the bed next to me.
“Gotcha.” I lay back, somehow drained from that small exertion.
“I can’t sleep in your bed—”
“You can and you will.” I inhaled her scent – some sort of fruity lotion and her shampoo. “I need to be attended to and you’re just the pre-med student to do it.”
She tried to sit up and away from me, but I clamped my hand on her like a vise.
She sighed. “Fine. I’ll stay, Niles. I’ll stay. Just let me take my jacket off. And my shoes.”
“That’s more like it.” I relaxed and watched her strip off her outer layer. Her breasts were perfectly round against her fleecy top, begging to be touched. “Get under the covers.”
“No.” She stripped her shoes off and tossed them next to the bed.
I gripped the sheet and ripped it from under her like a magician with a tablecloth. “Yes. Get under here with me.”
“What if the nurse comes i—”
The door swung open, and a nurse came in, right on cue. Dark skin and eyes, she had a friendly smile and a clipboard. She grinned when she saw Anna and me snuggling in the bed. Anna stiffened and moved away. Not a chance. I pulled her into my side.
“Nothing better than a little company when you’re trying to recover.” The nurse shuffled up to me and checked the machine hooked up to my IV. “You’re still getting pain meds – the good stuff – for the next couple of hours. Enjoy it while you can.” She fiddled with some buttons and the machine beeped.
“All right. You’re all set. You two need anything, just hit the call button and I’ll be in here in two shakes. Try and get some rest.” She marked a few things off her clipboard. Then she winked at me and squeaked her rubber soles away from us before hitting the lights and pulling the door closed.
“Alone at last.” I relaxed and hit the button to lay the bed all the way back. “Get comfy, Anna. I want you here when I wake up. If you’re not, this cast won’t stop me from punishing you and enjoying every second of it.”
A sound caught in her throat at the threat and my cock twitched. But the swirl of morphine or whatever it was coursed through my blood made my eyes close. She settled in next to me, snuggling into my side but careful not to touch my cast. I pulled her tighter, forcing her to put her head on my chest. The tendrils of her hair tickled my nose as I drifted off to sleep.
The nurse was back. “Didn’t mean to wake you sugar,” she whispered.
Anna slept soundly on my chest. I blinked hard a few times and the dull ache in my leg went up a few notches.
I must have grimaced because the nurse said, “We’ve cut out the hard stuff, but I just pushed something different in your IV. Not as strong, but it should kick in shortly.”
“What time is it?” I asked.
“About three a.m. or so. I’ll be back around in a couple hours. Get on back to sleep.” She glanced down to Anna. “She looks like a perfect angel, you know that?”
“She is.”
The nurse smiled, warm and wise. “That’s the right answer, young man.” Then she left, once again closing the door.
Anna shifted on my chest and moved her head to rest into the crook of my neck. Her tits pressed into my side and her knee was slung over my thigh. Her breaths against my skin were like a spark. The spark turned into embers, and when she made a soft sigh in her sleep, I was alight.
The pain in my leg was nothing compared to my demanding shaft. It tented my hospital gown and the sheet on top of it.
“Anna,” I whispered and kissed the crown of her head. I smoothed my hand up and down her back and she moved against me, pressing her tits even harder into my side.