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the far end of the room, a person-high privacy screen cordoning off this area and a handful of cot beds, all empty except for the one they currently used.
Her heart beating wildly, Abigail buried her head in Lucas’ shoulder and calmed her breathing, soaking up the warmth of his body. Never had she been so grateful for another person’s presence. He stroked her hair, the smooth motion acting like the most wonderful balm to her senses. His touch as much as the rhythm of his actions eased her back into reality and far away from her horrid remembrance of Harper.
“He said he was killing me slowly,” she mumbled against Lucas’ shoulder, moving closer to him until she sat between his spread legs. “He said he needed to inject me again, that if I didn’t let him he’d poison you. I couldn’t let him do it, I just couldn’t.”
“Hey”—Lucas hushed her with a kiss to her forehead—“Harper isn’t getting near you, with or without a syringe. And I dare the bastard to try to poison me. That would require him getting close enough for me to break every tooth in his mouth then ram them down his throat.”
Abigail smiled a little wanly at the mental image this brought up. She lifted her head to gaze adoringly at Lucas. She sighed, her heartbeat finally settling. Cupping his jaw in her hands she kissed him slowly, thoroughly.
Exploring his lips and mouth with her tongue, she parried an intimate duel with him, her eagerness growing as her pussy became damp. She sucked his tongue fully into her mouth. Lucas stroked her back. She shivered at the enticing sensation. After raising herself up, she moved her thighs so that she straddled him.
She lifted her fingers to the top button on his shirt and quickly unfastened it. Her breaths came faster as her heart pounded. Heat flooded her body and she couldn’t deny the intoxicating effect this man had on her every sense. Abby craved him more and more each moment. Lucas was like an exotic drug, addictive and going straight to her head.
“Abby, I don’t think—”
“I want to,” she interrupted him. “No one else is in this early, are they?”
“Only a few from the graveyard shift,” he replied. “Tristan and Kimber are bunked down in the main medical area. The beds there are way more comfortable. I didn’t think you’d want to wake up there, with the hospital smells and instruments after…well, I didn’t think you’d like that.”
“Then this is the perfect opportunity,” she responded, kissing him hard. The fact he’d been so thoughtful, even to the obvious detriment of his own comfort, had her chest heating with more love for him.
Lucas was her hero in every respect.
“I want you, right now.” She peppered kisses down his neck as they both tugged his shirt off. “I don’t want to wait for some mythical perfect time, or until we’ve had a chance to exchange all our secrets. I know everything I need to know about you already. You’re kind, you’re thoughtful and have a good soul.”
“You’re giving me a big head.” He chuckled while she set to work at his belt and waistband.
Abigail giggled and pressed her hand teasingly against the rock-hard length of his shaft.
“I’ll say it’s big,” she said with a wicked wink.
Lucas groaned.
Abigail eased herself down from the cot so that she knelt between his legs. She looked up at him, holding his hot blue gaze in her own. With his help she had him stripped naked in seconds. Licking and kissing his soft, exposed skin she meandered her way down his chest. They both laughed as he forced her to pause here and there while he tugged her T-shirt off up over her head.
Lucas exposed her dark green, lacy bra. He fondled her breasts through the scrap with evident relish. Tingles raced over her skin and her nipples beaded, scraping enticingly along the sheer material. Abby bent her head and licked the tip of his heated cock.
His bulbous head was slick with the juices of his pre-cum. When she intimately
Her heart beating wildly, Abigail buried her head in Lucas’ shoulder and calmed her breathing, soaking up the warmth of his body. Never had she been so grateful for another person’s presence. He stroked her hair, the smooth motion acting like the most wonderful balm to her senses. His touch as much as the rhythm of his actions eased her back into reality and far away from her horrid remembrance of Harper.
“He said he was killing me slowly,” she mumbled against Lucas’ shoulder, moving closer to him until she sat between his spread legs. “He said he needed to inject me again, that if I didn’t let him he’d poison you. I couldn’t let him do it, I just couldn’t.”
“Hey”—Lucas hushed her with a kiss to her forehead—“Harper isn’t getting near you, with or without a syringe. And I dare the bastard to try to poison me. That would require him getting close enough for me to break every tooth in his mouth then ram them down his throat.”
Abigail smiled a little wanly at the mental image this brought up. She lifted her head to gaze adoringly at Lucas. She sighed, her heartbeat finally settling. Cupping his jaw in her hands she kissed him slowly, thoroughly.
Exploring his lips and mouth with her tongue, she parried an intimate duel with him, her eagerness growing as her pussy became damp. She sucked his tongue fully into her mouth. Lucas stroked her back. She shivered at the enticing sensation. After raising herself up, she moved her thighs so that she straddled him.
She lifted her fingers to the top button on his shirt and quickly unfastened it. Her breaths came faster as her heart pounded. Heat flooded her body and she couldn’t deny the intoxicating effect this man had on her every sense. Abby craved him more and more each moment. Lucas was like an exotic drug, addictive and going straight to her head.
“Abby, I don’t think—”
“I want to,” she interrupted him. “No one else is in this early, are they?”
“Only a few from the graveyard shift,” he replied. “Tristan and Kimber are bunked down in the main medical area. The beds there are way more comfortable. I didn’t think you’d want to wake up there, with the hospital smells and instruments after…well, I didn’t think you’d like that.”
“Then this is the perfect opportunity,” she responded, kissing him hard. The fact he’d been so thoughtful, even to the obvious detriment of his own comfort, had her chest heating with more love for him.
Lucas was her hero in every respect.
“I want you, right now.” She peppered kisses down his neck as they both tugged his shirt off. “I don’t want to wait for some mythical perfect time, or until we’ve had a chance to exchange all our secrets. I know everything I need to know about you already. You’re kind, you’re thoughtful and have a good soul.”
“You’re giving me a big head.” He chuckled while she set to work at his belt and waistband.
Abigail giggled and pressed her hand teasingly against the rock-hard length of his shaft.
“I’ll say it’s big,” she said with a wicked wink.
Lucas groaned.
Abigail eased herself down from the cot so that she knelt between his legs. She looked up at him, holding his hot blue gaze in her own. With his help she had him stripped naked in seconds. Licking and kissing his soft, exposed skin she meandered her way down his chest. They both laughed as he forced her to pause here and there while he tugged her T-shirt off up over her head.
Lucas exposed her dark green, lacy bra. He fondled her breasts through the scrap with evident relish. Tingles raced over her skin and her nipples beaded, scraping enticingly along the sheer material. Abby bent her head and licked the tip of his heated cock.
His bulbous head was slick with the juices of his pre-cum. When she intimately
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