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Click hereShe sighed, nestling against my shoulder. "Mmm?" It was a contented sigh...mostly. But I could hear a little frustration in the questioning sound.
"I, uh, I'm sorry I didn't, y'know, pull out. I tried, but..." I felt bad. I had tried.
She looked a little annoyed, but nodded. "That's...that's okay. I know you tried. I just...was, um, pretty into it, and didn't realize." She pulled off me and stood up, adjusting her clothing a bit.
"And I'm sorry you didn't get to, y'know..." I trailed off, embarrassed.
Kate nodded again. "It's alright. It happens sometimes." She paused, smiled slightly, and added, "It was cute, how you couldn't last longer."
Cute. I had gone from being hot to cute. "Uh, I don't usually...that doesn't happen often for me. Maybe we could...do it again, sometime, so you get to..."
She giggled, that same teasing, musical sound. "Yeah, maybe. I'll stop by again, soon, James." She turned to go, and then looked back at me. "Really, thanks for protecting me the other night. You're a good guy. See ya."
That giggle was confidence-crushing. Yeah, maybe. A good guy.
In some ways it felt worse than it had been yesterday with Natalie. Natalie had clearly been doing some kind of...revenge...thing. But Kate was nineteen years old. She had probably had, what, a handful of boyfriends or hookups at this point? She had clearly thought I was hot...been into it...and I still hadn't lasted long enough for her to get off.
I stared after her, embarrassed and frustrated, watching those smooth legs flex beneath her short skirt as she walked out.
Was I just bad in bed?
- COMMENTS
A good catch on the grammar, thank you. (And how unfortunate to have that error be in the first sentence!)
Haha, I appreciate this feedback. I should’ve included a disclaimer about the setting stretching credulity and plausibility. :)
Appreciate you reading — I’ve got a few more parts I’m planning on posting; I’m not sure they’ll be more believable, but hopefully just as sexy!
From Google:
"I laid awake" is incorrect because "lie" is the correct verb to use when describing the action of remaining awake without sleeping:
Correct: "She was so worried, she lay awake all night long".
Incorrect: "I laid awake".
Well written and sexy. While the premise is fun, it's beyond belief that anybody who's in the hospital with his injuries would be able to do any of the thrusting described, or have anyone ride them only a day and a half after the stabbing. His stitches would definitely all pop during sex, and maybe even just from the involuntary flexing during Natalie's hand job. And he'd be way too drugged up to even perform, lol. Still, it's a fun story, and sexy so far. I'm just an asshole who spent too long working in an operating room, lol.