Shirley knew this young man didn't want to be in the hospital, she didn't know why, but she felt she should at least grant him a little privacy. She looked at the nurse beside who was there to assist and smiled, "I would do it myself, you can go."
Immediately the nurse left, she was one of those lazy nurses who doesn't argue when being dismissed.
Shirley tore off Jayden's shirt with scissors. His whole body had been bruised. When she touched his chest, she felt butterflies flying all over her stomach. She was glad he was unconscious. She smiled at his bright red lips. She imagined kissing him. She licked her lips. "Do it!" That voice inside her tempted, she fought with herself, but the voice was stronger, or rather, she chose to yield to the voice, "After all, he wouldn't notice, no one would."
She brushed her lips against it as quickly as possible, but his lips were tasty, and she yearned to do it again, she did it again and again. She could feel his soft breath against her nose as she kissed him but suddenly, his breath became heavier, he was indulging in the kiss. Her eyes opened wide in shock, but her lips were still against his.
She slowly lifted her eyes to see his face, and his eyes were wide open.
"Ah!" She let out a gasp, their eyes locked, and he smiled.
"Run!" That deceptive voice advised again, but before she could move two steps, he gripped her hand.
"You kissed me, and you want to just go off like that?" He questioned.
She could barely read an expression on his face. She wanted to be sure if he was angry, excited, sad, confused… but nothing. He kept a straight face.
"Urgh!" He grunted as he sat up, looking so sexy even with the bruise. Shirley was staring closely at him. She wasn't flinching. She realized that he clenched his teeth to swallow, he must be in so much pain.
"We have painkillers. I should administer…"
He interrupted her when he pulled her closer to him, his eyes focused on her lips. He kissed her. Shirley's heart melted. She couldn't resist his deep kisses, it was tastier, that's obviously because he was cooperating this time, so it felt like enough sugar had been added.
When he was done kissing her, he didn't stop looking at her in the eye, and Shirley felt like hiding under the bed in shame.
"I guess your kisses brought me back to life" He grinned. "So, why did you kiss me?"
"I--- I didn't kiss you, you kissed me". She accused stammering, she wasn't a good liar.
"I meant while I was unconscious"
"I didn't …"
"Shh… don't lie, you don't know how to"
"Please, let me go" She pleaded
"Why? Why should I let you go? You took my first kiss, after ten years" He uttered
"You also took my first kiss after 12 years"
"If you don't tell me why, I guess I will have to report you" He gave her this sinister smile that got on her nerves.
Shirley rolled her eyes, "Fine, I kissed you because your lips were seductive and…" Her eyes caught a newspaper behind Jayden, obviously forgotten there by a patient. She saw a picture of Jayden, and below it was written, SPY WANTED.
"And what?" Jayden asked innocently.
"Go ahead. Report me to my colleague, but I swear I will report you to the police!" She challenged.
This time around, his expression changed, obviously didn't expect a treat from a lady who just stole a kiss. "Ok, you have grown wings"
Shirley raised a brow. "You need to thank me, if I hadn't dismissed the staff that wanted to attend to you, you may have been surrounded by our nemesis"
"Oh!" Jayden smiled in realization, this girl now knows who he is. "Thank you" he sighed as he stood up, looking at his ripped off shirt.
"I'll get you something to wear. And by the way, you have great lips" Shirley muttered.
He scoffed. "Do you know how much I miss kissing?" He pulled her closer,
"So do I." Shirley uttered.
He kissed her lips, kissed all over her, Shirley could feel the heat. That strong hot feeling she hadn't felt for years. She quit her flirtatious behavior ever since her second year in the university; she devoted herself to medicine to date.
Jayden quit his flirtatious behavior when his Chinese girlfriend, Mr. Whip's sister died.
The journey felt too long, he had to take off her white coat, her shirt, her vest, her skirt, and when it was time for the panties, he became so impatient that he tore it off hungrily and thrust into her.
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