[Margaret's POV]
The afternoon stroll had hastily come to an end because Donald was too eager, seemingly in desperate need of my comfort!
"Ha! Hmm... Donald!"
After the door of the hospital room slammed shut, Donald's long, sturdy arms encircled my waist, and he bent down to seal the lips that I had wanted to continue speaking with.
Donald kissed me with great emotion, yet his touches on me were exceptionally gentle. He usually preferred more wild and direct sexual encounters, so the tenderness he exhibited today was a rare occurrence.
Because he had to be careful of the wound on my shoulder, Donald wasn't able to take off all of my top. Instead, in a fit of passion, he undid my bra and firmly grasped my breasts, gently yet powerfully massaging them!
His other hand wasn't idle either, holding my waist and quickly positioning me on the hospital bed.
