I didn’t pass out. I wished I had, but I didn’t. I slid down the snow on my back before friction finally made an appearance and slowed me down. My sunglasses were long gone and the sun was blinding me. Pain radiated from my left leg, along with less intense aches from other parts of my body.

“Niles!” Anna’s voice, or rather a scream.

I was still sliding, lazily now. Then I bumped into something. It blocked the sun. Big and blue, it was talking to me.

“—quite a spill. You okay? Ski patrol will be here in a minute.”

Anna appeared above me and she dropped to her knees at my side. She pushed her sunglasses on top of her head and showed me her beautiful eyes. I smiled, but I think it came across as more of a wince.

“Oh my god, Niles. Are you okay? What hurts?”

“How’s the other guy?” I tried to sit up, but couldn’t quite make it.

Anna pressed a hand to my shoulder. “Lie still. I’m going to check you. What hurts the worst?” She was so close, the concern in her eyes lighting me up from the inside.

“The other guy?”

“He’s fine, Niles.” She blew a strand of hair out of her face in one sexy, exasperated move. “Just had the wind knocked out of him. Now, where?”

She peered into my eyes, one after the other.

“Left calf.”

She disappeared from my view and I cursed. Pressure at my knee and then lower, her small hands working deftly. The pain grew the further she went until I groaned.

“It’s broken.” She came back in my field of vision. I smiled.

“That’s not a good thing, Niles.” She frowned.

“I know. I just—”

“I see ski patrol further up the run. They’ll be here in a minute.” The big blue bear of a man was still standing off to the side, watching and directing traffic.

“Where else hurts?” She ran her hands along my chest and down to my abs. “Any of this bother you?”

“No, but keep going with the massage.”

She rolled her eyes but still gave me a small smile before feeling down my arms. I was achy, but nothing held a candle to the pain in my leg. The cold of the snow seeped into my back and I wanted to sit up, but I didn’t try it lest I make my nurse angry.

“There’s another spot, too.”

She paused and looked at me expectantly.

“Just south of my navel and north of my upper thighs.”

The big blue bear laughed. Anna smacked me on the arm and then held her hand to her mouth with horror.

She looked like a snow angel. “It’s okay, Anna. I had that hit coming.”

“He did,” agreed blue bear.

The purr of an engine approached, and it wasn’t long before I was loaded up and carted down the mountain. Anna rode along with me, worry painting her face and coloring her dark eyes.

At the ER and then before surgery, she held my hand and kept a watch. It was as if she’d already gone into doctor mode.

She was even waiting when I woke up from surgery, along with Dad and a worried Ellen.

Ellen hugged my neck with the strength of ten blue bears. When my eyes started to bulge, Dad pulled her away and I lay back against the stack of pillows in the hospital bed. Anna held my other hand.

“Well at least you’re getting along with your sister.” Dad smiled.

Anna cringed and let my hand go. I wanted to grab it back.

“I meant it as a compliment, Annalise.”

“Who cares?” Ellen asked. “I’m just glad we’re all in one piece. Well, we all are now thanks to the rod in your leg.”

Anna backed away from the bed and sat. She looked drained.

I glanced at the windows behind her. It was dark outside.

“What time is it?” The haze from the meds was still clouding things for me.

“A little after ten.” Dad patted me on the arm. “Glad you’re all right, son.”

“Thanks.” I couldn’t take my eyes off Anna. I wanted her to rest, to stop worrying, to give me her smile again.

“That late already?” Ellen asked and then swore under her breath. “Oh no, Howie hasn’t been out in ages!”

“You stay here. I’ll go and let him out.” Dad picked up his coat from the sofa near the door.

“No.” I shook my head. “Everyone go home and get some sleep. I’ll be fine.”

Ellen put her hands on her hips, a classic stonewall move of hers. “Someone should stay, Niles, what if—”

“I’ll stay.” Anna leaned back in her chair, apparently unwilling to budge.

“Are you sure?” Ellen glanced from me to Anna, trepidation in her eyes.

“It’s fine Mom, really. I need to get used to all this if I’m going to go to med school, right?”

“Well …”

Dad looked from me to Anna and smiled the slightest bit. “I think they’ll be all right. Come on, let’s go. We’ll have the house to ourselves. Maybe we can get up to some funny business.”

Ellen blushed. “Brent! At a time like this when your son is—hang on—what are you…”

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.

Her hand smoothed across my chest. I grabbed it and moved it down to my cock. I wrapped her fingers around my shaft and groaned at the feeling. She let out a gasp and woke.

She looked up at me. “What are you—”

I claimed her mouth and kept my hand on top of hers, moving her fingers up and down, from base to tip. Each stroke had my hips straining upward. I didn’t feel my leg. All I felt was the pleasure in her grip. I licked along her lips and sank my tongue inside. She moaned and began stroking me herself. I let go and reached to her hair, grabbing a handful and crushing her to me as her hand worked my cock.

She couldn’t get her hand all the way closed around my length, but she was trying, increasing the delicious pressure moment by moment. I could have come just from her hand, but I wanted more. I wanted her on top of me, her slick cunt milking me.

I broke our kiss. “Strip.”

She glanced to the door. “But the nurse—”

“Won’t be back for hours.” I pushed her until she was sitting and started yanking the hem of her shirt up.

“But the door doesn’t lock!” she hissed and tried to slap my hand away.

I grabbed a fistful of her hair close to her scalp. “My leg’s broken, but I’ll still master you, Anna. I know your panties get wet when I say that. I want them to. It’s true. So you can either fight me and lose anyway or cooperate. I would generally prefer your fight, but the leg makes it a bit more difficult.”

She glanced down to the cast hidden beneath the sheet and propped up on pillows.

“You are going to be naked, your tits bouncing as you ride my cock, one way or another.” I yanked her shirt up again.

She sighed, seemingly resigned to her fate. I would have fought her and spanked her plump ass, but this way was easier given the circumstances. We’d have plenty of time for discipline once I’d healed up.

She peeled her shirt off and unhooked her bra. She glanced to the door every so often. That would stop as soon as she slid down on my cock. Her smell surrounded me and I wanted to taste between her legs.

She got to her knees and unbuttoned her pants, pushing them and her panties down before working them off. I fisted my cock as she undressed, as bit by bit of her gorgeous body came into my greedy view.

I ran my hand up and down my length, pretending it was her small hand again. I pushed the sheet down and her gaze locked on my slick head. When her tongue darted to her lips, I couldn’t take another second without her being impaled on me.

“Straddle me.”

She hesitated. I put my free hand around her pretty neck. “Do it, Anna.”

She swallowed and opened her mouth to protest. I squeezed. She didn’t say a word. She slowly straddled me, taking care not to touch my cast. At that point, I didn’t give a shit if she kicked the damn thing as long as I was balls deep in her cunt within the next five seconds.

I released her neck and hit the button on the bed to put me in more of a sitting position. Her tits needed to be in my mouth as she rode me. I flicked on the light behind us, a soft glow in the dark room, then I yanked off my hospital shift, the snap buttons popping loose easily, and dropped it to the floor.

Tucking my thumb beneath my cock, I positioned it straight up. She eased onto it. I didn’t want slow, I wanted it all. Right then. I let go of the button on the bed and gripped her shoulder, pushing her down until every inch of me was embedded inside her slick pussy. She bit her lip and moaned, but I couldn’t stop. I licked up her collar bone as she adjusted, her cunt squeezing me in the most pleasant vise.

I gripped her hips and lifted her before sliding her back down to earth. “That’s it.” My fingers would bruise her. I didn’t care. Her body was mine.

Her tits rubbed against my chest, the nipples demanding attention, and I would bloody well give it. I nuzzled down her chest until I came to the soft flesh. I bit into her breast lightly, leaving teeth marks on the ripe tip. She moaned and kept the pace I’d set for her, working my cock in and out.

I nipped at her dusky nipple, teasing it lightly. Her hips momentarily lost their rhythm and she moaned, but my hands guided her back to it. I lifted and dropped, lifted and dropped, her ass slapping against my thighs. She hadn’t looked at the door once since I took up residence inside her, where I belonged.

Her dark eyes were focused on me. Her breaths were shallowing and she squealed when I bit down on her budded peak. I didn’t let up, rolling it back and forth between my teeth as she bounced on my cock.

Her moans grew louder and she threw her head back. I thrust up into her harder and harder as she plummeted onto my shaft. I released her nipple and sucked her breast into my mouth. I latched onto her perfect tit and lashed her with my tongue as my balls drew up, ready to shoot my load inside her. I refused, not until she was crying my name. I wanted her gone, checked out of her headspace and awash in nothing but the feeling of me inside her, beneath her, all over her.

“Such a hot slut, riding this cock.”

Her eyes lit when I talked dirty, upping the fire even higher.

She ran her hands through my hair and gripped, the sting of sensation spurring my hips faster, harder. I wanted to punish her, needed her to know I was the one in control even as she rode me. I moved my hand to her clit and rubbed the swollen numb with my thumb.

She moaned, the sound echoing around the room and likely audible in the hallway. I loved every single second of it.

“You going to come for me, Anna?”

“Yes.” It was a breath prayer more than an answer.

“Come all over my cock like a good girl?”

“Yes, please.” Her voice was sex. My shaft pulsed, desperate to coat her cunt with my seed.

“Say my name, Anna. Say it when you come. I want to hear who’s making you feel so good.” I pressed harder against her clit and rubbed up and down to her quickening rhythm.

“It’s you. You. I need to come. I’m there. Please.”

God, I loved it when she begged. I intended to make her beg so many more times. Enough to fill every nook and cranny of my mind with her words, her whimpers.

I surged up, getting every last bit of contact as her tight cunt throttled my cock.

“Say it and you can come, Anna. Who’s making you come?”

“Nile—” The word turned into a strangled cry as she rocketed down onto my cock and let go. Her pussy crushed me as she repeated my name, her body shuddering with each wave of pleasure. I couldn’t take the pressure, the sounds, the feeling of her body against mine as she gave herself to me.

I gripped her hips and held her down on my cock. I groaned as the first spurt erupted into her and bit her shoulder as the tsunami of release washed over me. I shoved up, lashing her with my cum as her pussy took every last bit I had to offer. When I couldn’t give anything else, I pulled her to my chest and lay back. I hit the button so that we were lying flat again. She was still panting though her breaths were slowing. I whipped the sheet back over her, though I hated losing sight of her luscious skin, and I clicked off the light.

We simply lay for a while, breathing and coming down from the high. My leg reminded me of its existence, blood rushing to it instead of my dick. It was still inside her, barely.

“This is a mistake.” Her voice was so soft now.

“No, it’s not, love.”

“It is. Our parents are married.” She ran her fingertips down my chest and rested her head over my heart. “They would freak.”

“Nah. They’d be glad that we aren’t at each others’ throats all the time.”

“We weren’t always fighting, I guess.” Her eyelashes whispered against my skin, a pleasant sensation.

“I was always being a todger. I knew it then. I know it now. Only difference is now I regret it.” I rubbed my hands along her back.

“Well, you were. That’s true.” I could feel her nibbling at her lower lip. “But maybe I should have cut you more slack. You were having a hard time with a whole new life in Dallas, whole new family, all of that. I guess I wasn’t exactly welcoming.”

I remembered clearly the skeptical look on her face when my father and I pulled up in front of her house. The day we’d first met – just a casual get-together while our parents were dating. I hadn’t been looking forward to meeting Annalise or her mother. Annalise had watched me like I was some sort of invading insect. I also hadn’t expected such a chilly welcome. Then again, I was so angry about everything – my mother, my father, moving to the States. But now, with her in my arms, everything was different.

“We started on the wrong foot.” I dropped kisses in her hair.

“We did.”

“I’d like to start over. I kind of hope we already have.”

She nibbled at her lip a bit more and then let out a sigh. “We have. Clean slate. Erase the past.”

“Hang on a tick.” I smoothed a hand down to her ass. You aren’t erasing the past two days, are you?”

She giggled and something inside my heart melted. “No. I’ll keep these in the positive column.”

I gave her ass a squeeze and wished it bore some of my handprints. Next time.

“I should get dressed.” She tried to roll away. My dick slid out and I groaned, but I wasn’t letting her go so easily.

“No, wait a while. Just relax. You’re under the covers. Nurse won’t know.”

She yawned. “I guess you’re right.”

She nuzzled against me and after a short while, her breaths became relaxed and even. I loved every moment of it – the sex, of course – but the feeling of her in my arms even more so.