When both of Jeff’s wrists are broken in an accident, I’m ready to take care of him because Jeff has always taken care of me. Soon, I learn Jeff has dirty needs, and I’m eager to fulfill those too. Jeff says it’s wrong but I don’t care. Even if it’s my first time, I’ll take him deep and bare because I’ll do anything to make him feel better.
~ Approx. 5,000 words | 21 pages
virgin breeding guardian ward forbidden age gap
Contemporary
“Why aren’t you in bed?”
“I want to sleep with you.”
My face warms. I meant sleep in the same bed, but the words hang in the silence between us, their dirty meaning outweighing my innocent intention. But I guess their naughty meaning is true too.
“Sweetheart, I think you should go back to your room,” he says, the thick sleepiness gone from his voice now.
“Why?”
“Sharing a bed with me is inappropriate.”
Careful not to jostle his elbow and hurt his wrist, I move closer to him until my breasts are pressed against his upper arm between us.
He tenses. I’m in a loose nightie with no bra on underneath. I know he can feel the soft weight of my breasts on his arm.
“Sam—”
“Do you love me?”
“Of course I do.”
“If I were sick, wouldn’t you do everything you could to make me feel better?”
“Yes, sweetheart,” he says in a low voice. “I would.”
I place my hand on his chest, the rapid thud of his heartbeat against my palm. I can’t see his face, but I move mine closer to where I think it is until my lips are near his ear.
“Well, I love you too, Jeff.” I trail my hand over his chest and down his stomach. His breathing deepens when I push his shirt up and skim my fingertips along the strip of skin just above his boxers’ waistband. “And I will do anything to make you feel better too.”