This might be a step too far, but as I lay Mandy naked on my bed, we are way past the point where I’m going to stop and think about this. I’ve no intention of letting this beautiful girl out of my hands.

Her cheeks are flush with pink, and her breasts are perfect. Cursing my injury, I clamber carefully onto the bed with her and start kissing her perfect mounds. They've been teasing me for as long as I can remember and as I play with them in my mouth and caressing them with my fingers and Mandy lets out little sighs of pleasure.

“You know how you wear skimpy outfits to work? Well, they’ve been driving me crazy lately. They don’t leave much to my imagination,”

Mandy runs her fingers through my hair as I continue to kiss her breasts. “Hmm, I didn’t think you ever really noticed me to be honest,” which makes me look up.

“You didn’t think I noticed you? How the hell could any man not notice you dressed in that stuff? I don’t really like you going out dressed like that if I’m honest,”

Mandy looks back at me seriously, “Why the hell not?” she replies slightly defensively.

“Well, two reasons really. The first is that if I’m looking at you, fantasizing about what you look like naked, then you can bet that all those guys you serve at that shitty bar are too. Trust me, I know the kind of guys that hang out at places like that. Secondly, I want me to be the only who gets to look at you like that,” I growl back. I mean it too. I hate the idea that other guys get to look her up and down and see more of her than they deserve.

“Yeah, we do get our fair share of sleazeballs there,” She replies.

“Well, if any of them given you even a second of shit, you tell me, and I’ll deal with it,” I growl back at her. I continue to kiss her body gently down towards her sweet pussy. My mouth finally reaches her folds, and I run my tongue over her clit where I play with it causing her to moan and grab the sheets beside her as if to hold her down. This is the exact moment I’d imagined when we were in the shower.

She tastes so good, all the times I imagined this, I never thought it would actually happen. So I savor this moment for as long as she can take it.

My knee isn’t making this easy though, and it’s painful, I am far too stubborn to let this get in the way of making love to Mandy though. I try to work through the pain, but I guess not much goes un-noticed and she must see the pain on my face.

“Are you ok?” She asks. “You look like this is hurting you,”

“No, I’m fine,” I lie.

“Bullshit, remember, I can tell when you are lying!” She laughs. “Well, I have an idea, to take the weight off of your knee,”

She directs me to sit down, my back resting against the headboard and she maneuvers around to face me. My cock standing proud and hard for her, she looks down, and I see her bite her lip as she sees it. She moves towards me and rests herself over my cock before sliding into me slowly.

Mandy is sitting astride me with my cock pulsing with anticipation inside her, I guess this is the moment of no return, not that I had any intention of stopping this craziness. Hell no, none at all.

She looks me deep into my eyes before whispering, “I want to ride you, slowly. Think you can handle that?”

“I’ll be honest, I can’t handle any of this right now, you turn me on so much, but I think you already know that,”

She starts moving her body up and down, moving her hips into my cock as it slides in and out. Her breasts sliding up and down my chest and my hands placed on the beautiful curve of her hips.

“Fuck Mandy, you are more than I can handle,”

She winks in return. “Hmm, maybe I might go a bit faster, you want that, you want me to ride you faster?”

She doesn’t wait for me to answer. I don’t think it was a question as much as a statement. I think she can tell from the look of ecstasy on my face that I want as much of her as I can.

She moves her hips into me faster and faster, both of us panting in unison. I know we are both getting close to the edge, and a couple of minutes later, both of our bodies shake to their very cores in unison as we explode with pleasure.

Mandy is still astride me, and when we’ve composed ourselves, she giggles a little.

“What are you giggling about?” I ask.

“Umm, yeah. Well, I just did my brothers hot best friend,” she replies.

“Oh, ok..so you admit that I’m hot then? See, you pretended to hate me, but you should admit it really, you just couldn’t wait to fuck me?” I tease. “Well, I can’t blame you really,”

She climbs off of me and nestles straight into my arms as we lay naked together. “You just can’t help yourself can you?” She replies with a smile on her face.

“I have no idea what you mean,” I reply.

“Teasing me, turning my words against me,”

I laugh back. She’s right, I really can’t help it. “But you didn’t deny what I said. You didn’t tell me I was wrong about you wanting to fuck me,”

She gives me another broad smile, this one slightly more mischievous than the last. “Well, I can’t deny that I might have noticed you and maybe I noticed your body before,”

“Now who’s bullshitting who?” I tease.

Mandy reaches for a pillow and playfully repeatedly hits me with it, and I raise my hands to defend myself.

“Ouch! That’s no way to treat the patient you are supposed to be caring for,”

“Yeah, well. I think we can also agree that you are not supposed to seduce a patient either, but here I am, laying naked in your bed!”

Mandy pulls a slightly pouting face that I find somewhat adorable.

“Well, I disagree. I mean, it would make hospitals a much happier place if what we just did was one of the treatment options,”

Mandy settles back down into my arms burying her face slightly into my chest, and we lay silently, both of us lost in our own thoughts before Mandy is the first to break the silence.

“I never really thought you’d be interested in someone like me Lucas. I’m not sure if you really are, or if this was just a one time kind of thing? I mean, I wouldn’t blame you,”

I furrow my brow at her statement. “I don’t know what you mean, why wouldn’t you blame me?”

“Well, what I mean is that you are a successful football player who could get a million other girls. I just work in a bar and don’t really have anything to offer you. I’m not as successful or smart as Noah and Isabelle. And that's not to mention the other problem with us,”

I hate that she feels this way, she really has no idea how beautiful she is and how much I like her. She’s different to every other girl, and the fact that she just took control when we made love made her all the more sexier.

I lean towards her and plant a gentle kiss on her forehead.

“You have no idea how incredible you are Mandy. I want you to do whatever makes you happy, I don’t really give a toss what anyone else thinks,”

She smiles sweetly, and her face lights up in response.

“Well, the thing is, I have a secret that no one else knows about. I’ve been saving up to open up my own bar. I know it doesn’t sound like much, but it’d be mine. I’d get to call the shots,” Her face lights up when she tells me this. “I just haven’t told anyone because I know they’d never take me seriously,”

“I’ll always take you seriously Mandy, and I’ll support you every step of the way, I hope you know that,” I reply. “And in response to what I think you were trying to ask is that I don’t want this to be a one-time thing. I want you to myself, and I want you in my bed every day if I can,”

“Well, the other problem with us is that my brother would never ever be ok with this. I don’t know what he would say if he ever found out about this. It’s not fair for you to lose your best friend,”

I haven’t really had time to think about this, and she’s right, I’m not sure that Noah would be ok with this. But I’m not willing to give up Mandy now I have her. We might argue sometimes, but she lights a fire inside of me that I’ve never felt with anyone else and I don’t want to let that go.

As we lay here, I contemplate telling Mandy my secret since she shared her secret about wanting to run her own bar with me. My secret isn’t quite as happy, and I don’t know how she would react to telling her that I may never play football again. I decide that this probably not the time or place to confide in her.

“Don’t worry about Noah, I’ll handle that. It’s my problem, not yours,” I assure her. But she’s right, Noah won’t be ok with this.

I pull Mandy tightly back into my arms giving her a gentle squeeze as she wiggles herself close to my body again and we just lay on the bed silently and sleepily letting the cool night breeze brush over our bodies.