I ground against her once more, this stranger, this woman named Sabina. She’d said she’d found me and taken me in, but everything was fuzzy. I felt an odd need for her that I knew was more than a man needing a woman after five years in prison. This was a need that was in my guts, in my brain, and drove out every bit of pain that plagued my body when I first opened my eyes and saw her against me.

I leaned into the heated depths of her pussy now, reveling in the sensation of her wet body sucking at my flesh. I let her feel all of me as I stroked her nipple with my finger a move that made her writhe beneath me, and her hips twitch up to meet mine. I knew she was trying to take me into her body, but I held myself back. Something about this woman told me everything had to be just right.

“Tavin, please...fuck me or I’m going to die. Please, make me come.” Her pretty begging was the final straw that drove me over the edge. Now it was right, now it was perfect, and I plunged into her heavenly depths, the walls seeming to suck at me as I pulled away only to thrust right back down into her with a cry of my own.

Her long silky legs, tanned and smooth, wrapped around my hips as I rode her hard and fast. I lost myself in the way her sweet, undiscovered body took every inch I had to give her, and those were quite a few.

I closed my eyes, savoring the pleasure of it every time I sank to the hilt inside of her.

Sabina sighed out her pleasure as I filled her, her fingers clenching at me, pushing round little half moons into the flesh of my shoulders, my hips. I loved the ache deep in my balls that her tight, hot pussy gave me, but I wanted her writhing beneath me, fighting for her pleasure, as I fought for mine. I pushed her hands over her head and stared down into twin blue flames. It must be some trick of my eyes, the drugs still pumping into the IV in my arm. I could not tear my gaze from hers as I began to move inside of her.

This stranger beneath me, this woman that had driven me mad with need, smiled at me, as she began to follow my pace, as she began to move with abandon beneath me.

I tore my gaze from hers at last and looked down at the temptation that was her firm breasts, at her slim waist that needed only the decoration of my hand spanning it, and her rounded hips, driving up to meet mine.

A stranger, yet so very strangely familiar. So fucking intoxicating.

I wanted her to ride me, I wanted to look up into her face when her walls clenched around me and she lost all the thoughts in her head. I turned us smoothly, and with ease for a man so injured. I’d think about that part later.

“Fuck me, Sabina. Make me forget the world.” I knew that only she could give me what I needed, and I knew I wasn’t wrong when she began to move.

Sabina’s hips danced a wild dance of abandon on me as she took me deep inside of her slick walls. I delighted in the way the wet heat of her sucked me deeper as she rode my cock hard and fast, and I lost myself in the sound of her panting cries of pleasure.

Slim, long fingers gripped at my shoulders as she offered me her breasts, her back arched over me in just the right way to feed me the soft, firm flesh. I took a passion-darkened nipple into my mouth, groaning when I felt her walls tighten around me in response. I loved the silky feel of her nipples on my tongue, and the way each tug of my mouth made her respond to me.

Her intoxicating scent, her knowing touch, and the way it felt to have her riding me, began to overwhelm me. I was seconds away from losing it and when she cried out my name and I let myself go. I didn’t think it was possible to go deeper down the rabbit hole than she was taking me, and I needed more than anything to come inside of her, I needed to feel the way she made feel. Later she could tell me who she was, she could tell me about how I came to be here exactly. Right now, I just wanted to come so deep inside of her I could never find my way back out. My fingernails scratched down her back and I moaned her name as a plea. Sabina moved in some womanly, mysterious way that made her walls clench even tighter around me and we both gasped as her release finally broke and pulled me along with her.

She was all I needed for now, but later, later we’d talk about where I was. And why I needed her so much. And maybe even why my wounds didn’t hurt like they should.