CHAPTER 5
Tank
If I was in pain, I couldn’t feel it. Glock had been gone for several hours and I hadn’t seen Noelle since then either, but all I could think about, was her and how desperately I needed to have her.
I remained lying on the hospital bed, with the TV switched on in front of me on mute. A different nurse had come in to leave me a tray of hospital food, which I tried some of and then left to the side. I kept looking at the clock on the wall. Was she still on shift? Would I ever see her again? Had Glock and I spooked her with our fake story?
Then the door opened and she stepped in, making me nearly choke. I wasn’t expecting to see her today again. She closed the door quietly behind her.
When she came into the room, she had a wide polite smile on her face. She was still in her scrubs, the scrubs I wanted to rip off her. Her bangs fell over her eyes, as she walked over to me and my first instinct was to touch her. I had to do everything in my power to keep my hand by my side.
“How are you feeling, Aiden?” she asked, in a quiet voice and without warning, reached for my right wrist. When our bodies touched, I felt my cock throb. That’s all it took, one touch from her. She was going to check my pulse, but she was going to get a wrong reading…because my heart had started beating frantically the moment she came into the room.
“I’m much better now that you are here,” I said and she looked up at me with a jerk and her cheeks flushed.
“You can call me Tank,” I said. “No one has called me Aiden in years.” A slow smile spread across her face.
“Do you do this often, Tank?” she asked as she turned her gaze away from me again.
“Shoot myself in the stomach you mean? No, not that often. Only when I run out of other places,” I replied and I could see that she was trying to suppress a smile.
“No, I meant, flirt with strangers,” she said as her fingers remained on my wrist. She was keeping count in her head, and I couldn’t help but stare at her delicious curves. Her breasts looked big, too big for her clothes and they stretched the fabric of her shirt.
“You’re not a stranger, are you?” I asked and Noelle looked at me again. Her blue eyes were twinkling with excitement, and I wondered if she felt the same way I was feeling. I had my doubts that I was her type though. She probably preferred clean shaven doctors over scruffy bikers.
“I don’t know anything about you, other than your name and that you’re a bad shot,” she said and dropped my wrist, it fell back gently on the bed beside me and before she could step away, I reached for her and pulled her back towards me.
Noelle gasped from the surprise, but she didn’t try and wriggle herself free. She didn’t look distressed either, instead, there was a pinkish flush of excitement on her face now.
“What more do you want to know, nurse?” I asked and she stared back at me. Her lips were parted, just a little, enough to make her mouth look absolutely irresistible. I wanted my tongue to be inside that mouth. My cock to be between her lips. She gulped and then licked her lips before she spoke.
“Nothing. It’s better if I know nothing more about you,” she said and remained where she was, her wrist in my hand, our bodies only inches apart.
“Does this happen to you often?” I asked her and she arched her eyebrows at me.
“That one of my patients pulls me to himself?” she asked, with a humorous twang in her voice now. She wasn’t resistant towards me, instead she was playing along.
“No, that you don’t pull away,” I said and Noelle’s eyes looked like they were on fire. She gulped again, before she shook her head.
“No, it doesn’t happen ever,” she replied, in a quiet soft voice. My mind was whirling with thoughts. What was she saying? That she was mine for the taking? I hadn’t banged a hot nurse on a hospital bed before. I could feel my cock throbbing in my hospital grade thin cotton pants.
“Do you want me to let you go?” I asked gruffly, realizing that I was losing control of myself now. Noelle took a few seconds to respond, but I already knew what her answer was going to be. She wanted me just as much as I wanted her.
“No,” she said, just a second before I yanked her body to me. She fell on my chest with a thud, missing my wound in my side, and gasping as she craned her neck to look up at me. Our lips grazed, and my breath fell hotly on her face as she parted her mouth for me. She was so sweet and innocent, like a little fresh wildflower and I was going to have her.
I had to barely move, and our lips met. She gasped again, as I thrust my tongue into her mouth before she could clamp it shut. My hand weaved into her hair, as I held her on my chest, kissing her hungrily. Noelle kissed me back, adjusting herself so that she was now crouched on my lap, her hands on my chest and her body pressing into me.
My hands went from her hair, down her back and then they were cupping her beautiful ass. She was just the kind of woman I liked to fuck. Curvaceous and juicy, and I squeezed her ass as I kissed her.
Noelle moaned and moved against me, rubbing her breasts against my chest and her body quivered at the same time. My tongue explored her sweet mouth, till I had to pull away from her for air.
When our mouths parted, she was panting and her cheeks were flushed. She looked almost frightened as she met my eyes.
“What are we going to do now?” she asked, in a voice that made it obvious to me that she wasn’t very well experienced. I smiled at her, as my cock throbbed dangerously in my pants.
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Noelle looked surprised when my hand reached for the drawstring band of her scrubs.
“Let me show you,” I replied to her question, and I kept my eyes on her face. Her mouth parted and she breathed in deeply as my hand flitted over her bare belly. Her shirt had rolled up a little, and I felt the juiciness of her belly folds. She had just enough of it so I could hold her tightly.
She was sitting on my lap, with her legs on either side of me so that my cock was now rubbing against her pussy. We were still separated by layers of clothes, but I knew she could sense just how throbbing hard I was.
Noelle bit down on her lip, hard, and thew her head back. Her ponytail had come undone, and stray dark hair escaped the binds and fell around her shoulders. My hand was moving down slowly, from her belly to that warm spot inside her panties which I had been fantasizing about for so long.
She breathed in deeply when my fingers found her. She was wet, just like I’d predicted, slippery wet and juicy and my fingers played with her clit.
“Tank!” she hissed my name, straightening her head again and opening her blue eyes to look at me.
“Don’t be afraid princess, I promise this will feel good,” I grunted as I clenched my jaw. She arched her back, thrusting her breasts forward closer to my face. She was angling herself so that my fingers drifted down from her clit towards her pussy. I could feel its wetness seeping into her lace panties, into her uniform pants.
When my forefinger parted her folds, she gasped again. She was moving over me but being careful of the bandage around my stomach at the same time. I’d forgotten it was even there. It was either the painkillers or the fact that my cock wanted what it wanted, and nothing else mattered.
I dipped my finger into her, just an inch at first and I knew instantly that she was tight. It was evident that she hadn’t been with many men before, and it made me even harder. I was going to be one of her firsts, and I was going to make sure she remembered me.
Noelle moaned as my finger slipped deeper into her. She had her eyes closed now, as she moved over me, her hands were on my chest. Her pussy was hot, swollen and tight as my finger slid into her. My cock wanted to be in there too, but I wanted to pleasure her first.
When I started pulling my finger out, her eyes flew open. Like she was afraid I was going to stop. I smiled at her reassuringly and thrust my finger back into her with more force this time. She parted her lips with pleasure and moved her hips again, satisfied that I was back inside her.
My thumb found her clit. Swollen and throbbing, she moaned when I rubbed it. She looked surprised too like she had no idea that she could feel good this way. Whoever she had been with before this, had not made it his priority to make her feel good. All I wanted, was for Noelle to come, come in my hands. I wanted to watch her face as she came for me. I didn’t care that we were in the hospital, or that a doctor or a nurse could come into my room at any minute. All that mattered was her, and how I could make her moan.
My forefinger slipped in and out of her, my thumb rubbed her clit, and her big breasts rose and fell with each thrust. I wanted to find the spot inside her that was going to trigger her orgasm and from the way she was moving her hips…from the way she was moaning…I knew that I was close. She was the hottest thing I’d ever been with, and I didn’t even know why. I hadn’t even seen her naked yet.
My fingers slid easily inside her, covered in her juices. I quickened the thrust, in and out in smooth motion and Noelle threw her head back and gasped. She was close to the edge, just a few minutes longer and she was going to fall over. She was going to come for me.
“No! I can’t. I can’t do this!” her voice rang out in my ear like a siren, and my fingers stopped moving. She moved off me with a jerk, and my hand fell on my stomach with a thud. I nearly winced from the pain that shot up my spinal cord.
Noelle had slid off the hospital bed, and she was now pulling her shirt down and her pants back in position. Her eyes were averted from me, and she hurried to smoothen her hair.
“What’s the matter?” I asked gruffly. My voice hadn’t returned yet, I was still reeling from how close I had gotten to see her orgasm. My cock was still throbbing and tenting my pants.
“You’re my patient. I can’t do this. It violates every code of ethics,” she mumbled hysterically, and I tried to straighten myself up on the bed.
“Noelle, just…” I began to say, but she interrupted me with a frightened stare. Like she was afraid of herself, rather than of me.
“I have to go. I’m sorry about this. I’m sorry if I took advantage of you,” she quietly and before I could respond, Noelle had turned on her heels and run out of the room.
I could feel myself panting as I stared at the closed door. Advantage of me? That small, pretty little thing thought she had taken advantage of a guy who was at least a foot taller than her and a hulking mass of muscle compared to her? I could have laughed if I wasn’t so turned on.
I couldn’t believe how innocent and sweet Noelle Peters really was. I hadn’t met anyone like her before.