Chapter 12: Restoration Plate

Kimber rolled the wheelchair down the corridor of Christian's room thankful nobody stepped unexpectedly out from anywhere and they avoided colliding with anything. On the last few meters the blonde jumped onto the back of the wheelchair, using its momentum to travel on wheels herself before steering it into the hospital room hardly able to stop before bumping Christian into the bed. With the daring smile that was temporarily plastered on her face since Christian mentioned the going back to bed she closed the door. When she turned, Christian was already behind her, pressing her against the half transparent door with a force she didn't imagine he could've had under the circumsances. She had been waiting for this for quite a long time, but she delayed their merging one more second reaching out with one hand to turn the blinds so people couldn't see in.

He was breathing heavily for some different reason now than over the last couple of weeks, his heart pumping quick giving the rhythm for the encounter, their mouths swollen and red, ravenously covering as much territory as they could, picking up speed together with their hearts. He moved his hands up into her blouse and tried to remove it pulling it upwards desperate for their skins to touch, not bothering with the buttons.

"No, no. Did you forget where we are? Your mother should be here any minute," she yanked the blouse back in place.

He chose to bury his head into her cleavarage instead. She moaned writhing under his touch when feeling his erection pressing against her low stomach and she rushedly put her hands into his speedos pulling them down to touch it. Her hand started thrusting up and down all that length, her fingers clasping and unclenching making him look up to her face intently in perfect contentment, silently urging her on, ready for taking her. He unzipped her jeans, then put his hands under her bottom and she arched up to help them finding an appropriate position while her jeans fell onto the floor. Forgetting her surroundings she pulled up a leg and wrapped it around him with her eyes closed.

He lifted her up and...then he remembered he wasn't supposed to be able to do this. He froze and groaned, letting her back down and pulled his pants back on so it wasn't so obvious his erection was still there, telling a whole different story.

She opened her eyes, startled and concerned, "Christian?"

"It's...sorry, the stomachache..." He lied.

"Oh, I'm sorry...we shouldn't have forgotten about that," she wrapped herself around him in a protective way now, guiding him to lie down, "maybe we do need that bed after all..."

"Just gimme a minute and we can continue."

Kimber sat down next to him and hugged him quietly. A pang of giult went though him. He was deceiving her even now, most of their time together and when they were not together he had caused her pain and sadness and yet she was there with him taking care of him. He hugged her back with genuine affection, then trailed small kisses down her neck. Then he changed gears back to where they started by the door, turning both of them to their sides and hitting the spot deep inside her suddenly and right away.

Kimber, as always, liked the quicky, "are you sure..." She started, but the sensation took her voice away.

"You know how we need further testing..."

"Mmmmmmmm," she purred as he pushed himself further in.

At that moment, they were interrupted by a knock on the door, followed by the head of the same nurse that stopped them enjoying themselves previously, but this time they didn't have enough time to hide all the evidence, "oh, I'll come back in a minute."

"Why do people keep bothering us?" Christian grunted, "you know. That's why we should go home tomorrow."

"What about the tests?"

"I'll come back for that," he lied, "but we need some urgent privacy."

tbc