I was finally judged to be well enough to allow a proper shower by myself instead of the occasional sponge bath by the nurse, which, to be honest, was rather embarrassing to say the least. And of course, now that I didn’t have an IV line connected to me, it was even better.

After retrieving myself a towel and the bathroom essentials that Savannah had considerately brought for me yesterday evening, I headed into the bathroom. I took my time brushing my teeth and cleaning myself thoroughly, and, of course, enjoying the warm water on my skin. By the time I was done, I smiled with glee at the fact that I now smelled like the Garden of Eden.

After donning the undesirable hospital gown once again and putting on some night cream over my still lightly bruised face, I headed back out, humming to myself.

“You sound like you’re having a fine time showering,” the nightshift nurse, Laura, said, chuckling.

I greeted, “Hello there. Yes, it’s the first time in five days I’ve showered, so…”

Laura nodded. “I can understand that. It must have been stuffy as hell.”

“You got that right,” I said, hopping into bed, making sure my undies weren’t showing through the gown as I did so. To be sure, having the opening at the back was rather inconvenient, and I had no idea why a typical hospital gown was designed this way.

“Are you glad that you’re going to be discharged tomorrow?” Laura asked as she tidied things up for me.

I nodded enthusiastically. “Yes, very. I can’t wait to be home with everyone.”

After Laura had done her thing, she said, “Get a good night’s sleep, then.”

I nodded and said, “Thanks.”

As she switched off the main light in the room, Laura said, “Good night, Mia.” Then she closed the door behind her.

Alone, I made myself comfortable in bed and closed my eyes.

Get a good night’s sleep, eh? It seemed I had indeed been having a good night’s sleep last night, since I had confronted the monster of Herbert Weston who had been haunting me relentlessly after the kidnapping. More especially when I felt James beside me in bed. His mere presence was a comfort to me, which made me sleep very soundly.

When I fell into a deep sleep that night, I had a pleasant dream of my late parents, of them smiling at me and Andy. I had a feeling they had been watching over us, and I felt this glow of happiness within me that was difficult to describe. Perhaps they were telling me they were happy now that we were safe and we had found the one who loved and cherished us as Mom and Dad had loved and cherished each other and us. In my mind, I silently thanked them before they disappeared from my dream.

When I woke again, I felt as though someone was watching me. I fluttered my eyes open, and in the dimness of the wall light, I saw James standing not too far away.

I stretched lightly since I felt a little stiff sleeping in one position for so long. Or had it been that long at all since I’d fallen asleep? “Hi. What time is it?”

James replied, “Two in the morning.”

“Oh,” I said, wondering why I was suddenly wide awake at this time.

I sat up slightly, grinning since the pleasant dream about my parents had put me in a good mood.

“Why aren’t you sleeping?” I asked. “And you know you don’t have to be here with me, right? I mean, it’s not that I don’t want you here with me, but… You must be tired, and I’m well now…”

God, I was mumbling nonsensical words. Even though I loved to have James beside me every night, I was also worried about his health and well-being. He probably hadn’t had one good night’s sleep since the kidnapping.

James came to sit on the side of the bed, his eyes intense on my face. “So I notice. You’ve showered, too.”

I smiled at him cheekily. “It felt really good to shower, you know.” I eyed him with interest. “So since I’m pretty clean now, do you want to kiss me?”

He cocked his head to one side, his Prussian-blue eyes dark with a sort of intense aura that snatched my breath away and made my tummy flutter in excitement.

“Is that an invitation?” he asked.

I licked my lower lip as I tucked my hair behind my ear. “Maybe?”

Suddenly, he cupped my face, his fingers digging deep into my newly shampooed hair. “I’m glad you woke up smiling.”

His words and the expression on his face confused me. But of course all puzzlement was wiped out of my mind when I felt his lips against mine.

God, he felt warm and comforting, and his lips were just wonderful, kissing me so passionately like that.

I groaned in his arms as I closed my eyes, savoring the feeling and the moment. Then he urged my lips to part for him, and I obliged without hesitation. God, I had been waiting for this, and now that I finally received it, I took full advantage of it.

I groaned in pleasure as I wrapped my arms around his shoulders whilst my tongue caressed and stroked his, dancing this beautiful exotic salsa.

My whole body was basking in the warmth of pleasure while my head was in a haze of delight. When we finally stopped and James moved back, I was breathless.

I clung to him as I took a moment to catch my breath, still dazed from the amazing kiss.

Of course, once I regained my senses, I’d ask him to stay here in bed with me rather than returning to his uncomfortable sofa for the rest of the night, but then…

Then he took me off guard as I felt his hands going under the blanket and then under my hospital gown. In a mere moment, he was caressing my skin around the back where the gown was easily peeled off.

Eh?

I raised my eyes to him in surprise and asked, “Where are you touching, mister?”

He smiled darkly at me as he said, “You don’t expect me to stop there, do you? After your enticing seduction?” He chuckled with amusement when he saw me blushing severely.

I felt his hand move around to my front and then up to my breast. I gasped in delight as I gazed up at him.

I bit my lip so my groaning wouldn’t escape my mouth as he continued to arrogantly stroke my nipple.

“James!” I whispered, my face red. “You can’t. Not here. We’re in a hospital!”

He silenced me with another kiss, and it wasn’t long when he tore away my hospital gown, ripping it in the process.

I freaked out because Laura, or one of the nurses, might hear us or worse, walk in on us and witness this unsavory scene.

I tried to make him stop kissing and caressing me by pushing him back, but of course, the man was strong and, needless to say, relentless. In the end, I was underneath him, my body willingly and eagerly allowing him to touch and caress.

When James lifted his head and released my now sore lips, he said darkly, “I did promise to kiss you properly once you were well again, didn’t I? Isn’t this what you want?”

I mindlessly nodded, but… But I wasn’t well enough yet, and we were still in the hospital.

He grinned at me seductively, his Prussian-blue eyes twinkling wildly with passion, which took my breath away.

“I promise to be gentle tonight,” he said. “But when we return home…”

He left the sentence unfinished, which of course, made my body shiver in both trepidation and anticipation. But when we return home… That would be another story. He was telling me that he’d go back to his wild, sexy side again, and he’d fuck me ruthlessly until I was sure to be mindless.

I watched, mesmerized, as James lowered his head and kissed my breast gently, as he had never done before. The same went for his hands and fingers. They were very gentle and light in their touches, and God, it was wonderful and even more tantalizing than I had ever experienced with him before. Every stroke and every touch sent my body soaring with pleasure, and I kept groaning softly out into the night.

When James popped one very aroused nipple into his hot mouth, I couldn’t help myself and groaned loudly. Just as quickly, I covered my mouth with my hand to mask the noise. But of course, James was unyielding as he sucked at my nipple, which drove me almost to the brink of insanity, and I cried, tears flowing down my cheeks. My whole body was shaking like a leaf in a storm at this new undisguised sort of pleasure that I had not experienced before, and God, I wanted more and more. It was intoxicating and addictive.

When James started lovingly stroking me between my legs, I cried out in ecstasy. I softly called out his name, begging him for more.

“You’re eager for me, aren’t you?” He teased, his warm breath fanning my sensitive ear, which only added to the tantalizing sensations of his lovemaking.

I couldn’t control myself and mindlessly nodded. “I want you… Yes, please… James…”

I continued to groan and cried out softly as James continued to lovingly torture me with his slow and gentle lovemaking, his hands and fingers stroking and caressing me everywhere, especially my pussy. When he inserted his fingers into my wet opening, I felt as though I were melting, my legs turning to jelly.

I lifted my hips, wanting him to go even deeper, and when he did, caressing inside, I felt I could die any moment now from this incredible pleasure that I couldn’t describe. My chest felt so tight, and my insides felt full, yet it wasn’t full and I wanted more. I wanted something bigger and harder filling me to the brink and satisfying me.

“James…” I groaned out his name. “Please… I can’t hold on much longer…”

I heard him chuckling. Then I felt him move his face close to me and say, “You’re so beautiful, Mia. I love you.”

I nodded. “I love you, too,” I said. “Now please take me.”

“My pleasure, princess,” he said and then inserted his cock into my pussy.

The moment I felt that rock-hard organ inside me, I felt like a million fireworks were going off, bursting, lighting the night sky with brilliant colors, and I sighed in pleasure.

Then James started to move inside me, driving that pleasure meter higher and higher, and my mind went into a haze of nothing but pleasure.

“Ja-James…” I groaned his name as he thrust deep inside me, again and again, relentlessly pleasuring me and driving me crazy.

I spread my legs wider and lifted my hips so I could feel him deeper inside me. And God, it felt so good to have him filling me so perfectly.

“James!” I cried out breathlessly. “James! Hmm…”

I heard him groaning in pleasure, too, as he fucked me, his hard cock thrusting, and it wasn’t long before I came. I clung to him for dear life as I climaxed, feeling my whole body tense in exotic pleasure that made me want more and more.

When I was finally done, he came after me, and I watched him, mesmerized at the sight. God, it was the first time I really watched him climax when we made love, and he took my breath away. He was gorgeous, and I knew I wanted to see more of this.

“Like what you see, princess?” he asked, chuckling, his eyes on me.

I blushed and nodded. “Yes, I like what I see, and I would like to see more of that if that’s all right, thank you.”

He chuckled as he moved to lie beside me on the bed. Suddenly, he pulled me into his arms and kissed my now perspiring forehead. “As long as I get to see your beautiful face crying and begging me for more,” he said teasingly.

I slapped him on the shoulder lovingly. “You like to see me like that, don’t you? You’re a sadist, James.”

He laughed. “So what if I am?”

I smiled. “But I do like you being a bit of a sadist. Though it is wonderful, too, when you’re very gentle.”

He cocked his head to one side. “Oh? Have I awakened something new in my princess?”

I nodded. “It was… It was different and exciting and…” I blushed, lost for words.

James kissed me on the lips again. When he was done, he said, “Let’s get some sleep since I haven’t had much these past five days.”

I nodded, understanding.

“Good night, James,” I said, even though I knew morning would come in only a few more hours.

“Good night and sweet dreams, sweetheart,” he said before closing his eyes and falling asleep right away.

I moved and kissed him gently on the lips. “Thank you for looking after me,” I said softly before snuggling myself against him and closing my eyes, too.