Author's note: this chapter contains descriptive sexual content

Chapter 12

It has been 5 days! 5. Fucking. Days. The only news I managed to get out of the captain, under the false pretence that we wanted to get all our supplies ready for the injured, was that there were some difficulties. I was sitting at the nursing station on the ward, with my legs crossed, constantly fidgeting. Eve was sitting next to me and after a while she gently put her hand on my knee, so I would stop tapping my heel on the ground. She gave me a kind smile. Fuckety fuck, I really cannot take this any longer. And just when I thought that, I heard a helicopter arrive. I have been waiting for this moment for 5 days, but now I felt scared. I rushed out with the other medical staff. I saw the injured soldiers being helped out of the helicopters. Some of them were on gurneys. And then I saw him. He had a cut on his forehead, but otherwise he was fine. We looked at each other for a few seconds with relief. I wanted to run up to him but there were badly injured soldiers who needed my help first. I was busy for the next 3 hours. When I finished, I found him sitting outside the hospital, his military gear and jacket gone. He was wearing that white shirt I liked so much.

- Let me have a look at that – I said referring to his forehead and led him to the clinic room. He sat on the bed, and I quickly examined the wound. Only needed to be cleaned. When I finished, I asked him how he got it.

- Don't really know to be honest – I just realized that I was still standing between his legs with him sitting on the bed. We locked eyes and I felt like the world stopped. I wanted to do so many things, hug him, kiss him, laugh with relief that he came back but I was too shy to do any of it. He did kiss me before he left, 5 days ago, but we didn't have any discussion on what we want from each other or what that kiss meant. His eyes were sparkling, and I felt that strong pull again. He looked so gorgeous, and I wanted him so bad that I could not help myself touching him. I gently caressed his left cheek and then the wound on his forehead with my thumb. I didn't even realize that my lips parted slightly, and I was holding my breath. He gently wrapped his strong arms around my waist while still holding my gaze. He then sat up a bit more and placed his lips on mine, barely touching them. I understood that he was waiting for my reaction, my 'consent'. I wrapped my arms around his neck and deepened the kiss which quickly turned passionate. As I started to explore his chest with my hands, and he began kissing my neck, we heard Sister Mary and Lena walking past the corridor. We separated a bit and looked at each other. I was in too minds. I really wanted to continue what we just started and see where it would lead (he made me horny like no one before). On the other hand, I didn't want to risk someone opening the door or hearing us. There was not much privacy in this hospital and I really didn't need to add that to my already questionable reputation.

- We better go. But….- I trailed off. He was looking at me expectantly. I am usually not one lost for words, but I didn't know how to finish my sentence other than 'please have sex with me'.

- Can I see you later? – He asked in the end.

- Yeah, I finish at 8. I will be in my room after that– my voice was shaking from excitement.

- See you there, beautiful – he grinned and jumped off the bed. Before he left, he gave me a wink from the door. Thank God for olive complexion and shitty lighting so he could not see me blush. I stayed in the clinic room for a few more minutes before going back to work.

I have never been so eager to get out of the hospital. I went to my room, and I felt so nervous I had to have a cigarette. Okay, yeah, I smoke now and again although I tell all my patients not to. You know, do as I say, not as I do. Then I went into the shower and washed my hair and shaved my legs. I felt like a virgin getting ready for her first night. Well, obviously, my first night was nothing like this but I always imagined this is what girls did. I didn't want to look dolled up so I put on my favourite pink cotton shorts and a cropped white top. No bra. I had small boobs so quite often I did not wear a bra. My hair was still wet and I just let it fall on my shoulders and down my back. I was looking at myself in the mirror. I was often told that I am beautiful, and 'exotic'. However, I never believed that I was anything special. But when I looked in the mirror, I felt satisfied. I was glowing and there was a twinkle in my eyes.

I spent the rest of the time pacing up and down my room, trying to figure out my own feelings and thoughts. The physical attraction between us was undeniable and we were definitely having sex tonight. But I knew I also had feelings for him. For the first time in my life, I was actually able to imagine having something special, something more with a man. I wanted to have something special, something more with this man!

Then I heard a knock on the door and James came in. The moment our eyes locked, every single thought left my mind. Nothing else mattered. I didn't care about the future, just about the now, just about how madly I wanted him. The sexual tension was pulpable, and it felt like the air was sizzling and I was surprised that no actual sparks were flying.

I was already breathing heavy. Then he started to slowly walk towards me. His eyes looked almost feral. I felt like a prey that he could pounce on any moment. Like a gazelle in front of a lion. It made me excited. He did not break eye contact, not even for a second. I was slowly backing away with each step he took. Then my back finally hit the wall. He smirked. He was coming closer painfully slowly. I found the situation so exciting, and I never felt so turned on. The whole thing almost felt animalistic. Then he finally reached me, his chest almost touching mine. His eyes looked hungry, and I never felt so wanted. Then he pinned both of my hands on the wall. His grip was strong, and I had a feeling that he could easily break my wrists if he wanted to. He kissed me agonisingly slowly. It was nothing compared to the passionate one in the clinic room. The man was teasing and torturing me with featherlight kisses and judging by the look on his face, he was enjoying every second of it. Suddenly, he let go of my hands and started going down on me. He was kissing my chest and both of my breasts though the fabric of my top. He went down even more, and now this strong and fearless man was kneeling in front of me.

- Open your eyes – he said in a husky tone. I didn't even realize that they were closed. And then it hit me that up until this point neither of us said a word. He hooked his fingers in my shorts and panties and slowly pulled them down, never breaking eye contact. Then he started giving me featherlight kisses on my inner thighs and then between my legs, making me moan. He lifted his head up with a cheeky smile.

- You might want to hold on – he said, and he went in with so much passion that made my legs shake, and I had to grab his shoulders for support. I lifted my head up to the ceiling, closed my eyes and focused on the magic this man was doing between my legs. Literally magic. I don't know on which woman he learned his skills on, but thank you sister! I was moaning louder and louder, and I felt tension building up in my body. I was getting really close and thank God he was supporting me with his hands on both sides of my thighs. No man could ever make me come with just his tongue. Not even close. But now I was losing my head. Then I heard a knock on my door. Are you fucking with me? I opened my eyes at the sound, but James didn't stop. I was bare seconds away.

- Go away – I shouted and closed my eyes again and was praying that whoever it was, would fuck off.

- Minty? It's Cheryl – I heard through the door. She was one of the nurses I was working with. Just when she said that, I burst out saying fuck. Both because I came so hard and because I knew she would not go away. I quickly pulled up my panties and shorts and went to the door. I flung it open and saw Cheryl standing in front of me.

- What? – I said still trying to catch my breath. I had no time for this. I had a God of a man waiting for me inside who just gave me the best orgasm I had so far.

- Is everything okay? – she asked looking at me and my messy hair. I tucked some of it behind my ear.

- Yeah, what's up? – I asked still breathing heavy.

- Umm….Siobhan asked if you could change with Martha. She is not feeling too well – ohhhh that fucking bitch.

- Nope sorry, doing an early shift tomorrow. Bye – I slammed the door. At that exact moment James pulled me into his chest by my hand and we were kissing again. He lifted me up like I weighed nothing, and I wrapped my legs around his waist, our lips never leaving each other's. He walked us towards the bed and lay me down. He was kneeling on the bed between my legs. He pulled off my shorts and panties, this time not slowly, and then I helped him take off his top. And let me tell you girl…..the pecks, biceps and abs on that man almost made me come again just by looking at him. His body was beautiful, and I could not believe I was about to have sex with someone so gorgeous.

- Like what you see? – he asked with that cheeky grin.

- I would like it even more if I could see more – He laughed and took off my top then moved on to take off his trousers and underwear. He placed his arms next to my head, holding himself up a little by his elbows. His face was inches away from mine, and he gave my nose a gentle little nudge with his. Then he slowly moved inside me. I could feel my eyes roll back into my head and my eyelids closing in pleasure. He had the perfect length and girth and filled me up completely. I was surprised by how smooth and velvety his skin was and the feeling of it covering my whole body was driving me crazy. His pace was gentle in the beginning and then quickened and quickened. The chemistry was insane, and our bodies were moving in sync, grinding against each other. We were hungrily touching every inch of each other's bodies, discovering and admiring.

Finally, I came hard, basically screaming his name and in a few seconds, he followed me. Most guys I have been with lasted only a good 10 minutes and after they came, they fell asleep, and I was left alone with my finger. Not this man tho. He satisfied all my needs, even the ones I didn't know I had. Now don't get me wrong, I am not one of those girls who never had an orgasm. I had several orgasms, and a good sex life thank you very much. But this was a whole new level. He was laying on top of me with his whole-body weight, pressing me into the mattress. But it felt good. I felt so safe under his strong body covering mine completely. His face was tucked in the small of my neck and I could feel him breathing heavy on my skin which gave me small tickles. I was caressing his back, which I completely clawed, and kissing his shoulder. He lifted himself up slightly and placed a gentle kiss on my lips. This man showed me what amazing sex was and how wrong I was thinking that I knew. And he kept showing me the whole night.