Floored, I rush over and close the door on her. “Carmen, is he making you…?”
Her eyes go huge and she shakes her head. “No! That’s not what I mean!” A big smile lights her up. “He’s the sexiest man, Luna. I love the sex with him. And he made me wait a long time to have it. Pissed me off.” She rolls her eyes. Touching my arm, she goes soft and shy again. “Luna, when a man you want… wants to touch you for the right reasons, it feels really good. I’m so happy.”
After she leaves, I close the door and lock it, laying my forehead on it one more time.
Glued to the thing, I hoarsely whisper, “Oh, God, this hurts!”
Luna
Jett stares at me from under those blonde eyebrows. He’s barefoot and shirtless, wearing only his jeans and as he lays his right hand on the door’s frame, it’s like he’s bracing himself. The spidery tattoo on his chest that he and his brothers share flexes with tension.
“Sunshine, I need to get some sleep.”
“I know…I just…” Glancing to the mat outside his room, I try to catch my breath. This is so scary for me, to reach out like this. “I don’t want to sleep without you when you’re right on the other side of the wall, Jett.”
He exhales as his fingers grip the doorframe harder. “Luna, if you sleep in this room, we’re gonna be fuckin’ and I don’t know if either of us can handle that. Unless you’ve changed your mind.” He searches me to find out how I feel about that, and his eyes glaze over as he sees my stance hasn’t changed.
“Can’t we just be together now? Can’t we just pretend there is no later? No future? And just be with each other?”
He frowns and releases the door, standing straight and crossing hulkish arms over his bare chest. His jeans are hanging a little, the belt not tight, and I can see the tops of the letters betraying the tat hidden below. Of course I remember what else is there, and I realize in this instant that I’m being a selfish bitch right now.
“I’m sorry,” I whisper, ashamed. “I guess I’m a cunt, huh? You offered me something amazing and I can’t accept it. And here I am asking you for more. Or less. Fuck,” I whisper. “I don’t know, Jett. I just got used to you being there when I wake up. And that’s pretty crazy because I didn’t know you were there when I was…gone…all those months.”
“Maybe you did know,” he rasps. “I talked to you every day. Wished you good morning. Talked about whatever the fuck. Explained in detail how crappy the hospital food was.” He breathes deeply in and out before he adds, “And I asked you every day to stay with me. The first day I gave you permission to check out, but then I changed my mind.”
I turn my head away. “You’re killing me.”
“I know,” he rasps. “I can’t fuckin’ help it.”
“I’ll go.” I head to my room. Jett reaches out and pulls me to him so quickly I gasp from surprise.
With his lips close to mine, he growls, “I’m going to regret this,” and kisses me so hard it nearly bruises my lips. I press my selfish body to his.
We moan into each other’s mouths because the kiss is so good. Lifting me, he slams the door with his foot, carrying me to the bed and not letting go of my mouth with the frenzied need of not being able to do this for months.
He yanks down my jeans, swearing at them when they fight back. Jett grabs me around my thighs, lifts me up and tugs the fuckers off, untying my boots and ripping my socks off. I moan as he flips me around and bends me over the bed. My panties tear under his impatience, him swearing the whole time. I tug off my shirt and my breasts fall freely because I took off my bra in my room earlier to help me breathe and calm down.
I hear him groan behind me, so I look over my shoulder and lock eyes with him. “Thank you.”
A wicked smirk filled with pain and hunger tugs at the corners of his full lips. “We’ll see about that.” He unzips his jeans slowly, holding my gaze. “I haven’t fucked anyone since I was buried deep in your hot little pussy.”
“Not any of the nurses?” I tease with a naughty smile.
His eyes go hard and he leans down to grab my right nipple, pinching so hard I yelp. “You wanna play?” He begins to massage my breast. His snake is pressed into my ass cheeks and I moan at the promise of what is to come.
Jett buries his face in my neck. “Your fuckin’ tits are a gift from God, Sunshine. You like my fingers on ‘em?”
I moan, “Yessss.”
His breathing grows rapid as he reaches down between my legs with his free hand, pulling me tight against his naked body. “Let’s see if you’re wet.”