okay, soldier?”
Soldier, her nickname for him. He bet she called all the boys that. He nodded.
She smiled. Dimples exploded in her cheeks and he fell in love with her all over again.
Oh man! Was he already experiencing the infamous Florence Nightingale Syndrome soldiers talked about? Had he fallen in love with the nurse who was caring for him?
Fuck, if that were the case, then he was in really big trouble. And so was his cock.
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Christmas Lovers
Chapter One
Several months later…
“Time for your sponge bath, soldier.” Her soft voice drifted out of the darkness and Sergeant Connor Jordan’s eyes flickered open to find Nurse Sparks standing there, the green privacy curtain drawn around his hospital bed.
At the hungry look sparkling in her brown eyes, his cock hardened into a hot and pulsing rod of lust. He gritted his teeth as his balls tightened with arousal. He knew she wanted him. He wanted her too. Had seen the need, the desperation to be fucked every time she came in at night to give him a sponge bath. He wanted her so fucking bad he would jump her bones the minute she gave him permission. Swallowing back his excitement, he watched her slide the basin with steaming water onto the nearby table then she pulled away the blanket covering him. Gently she lifted the hospital gown and her eyes widened slightly as she saw his full-blown erection.
Licking her lips with that cute pink tongue of hers, she sat down on the edge of his bed.
“I can see you’re feeling much better, soldier.”
“I always feel damned good when you come for a visit, Florence.”
She smiled at the nickname he’d given her after the famous nurse who’d taken care of wounded soldiers during the 1800s.
“Perhaps I should take care of your newest…medical condition?” she said softly. He held his breath as warm feminine fingers wrapped tightly around the base of his standing-at-attention erection. Her other hand began a rough massage of his scrotum, her fingers manipulating the swollen balls inside.
Fuck! She was good!
7
Jan Springer
She touched her lips to the tip of his purple plum-shaped cock head then gave him a couple of slow, seductive licks.
“How’s that feel, soldier boy?” she turned her head and smiled over at him. Lust glittered in those baby browns.
“Feels damn fine, Florence,” he managed to croak.
“Want more?”
He nodded eagerly and watched as his favorite nurse parted her full red lips and his smooth cock head disappeared into her hot, moist mouth. Oh man! He loved the feel of her tight flesh wrapped around his sensitive rod. Loved the way she hollowed out her cheeks and began a wicked sucking motion that rocked him right to his core.
Slurping sounds ripped through the air as her head bobbed up and down his shaft, the sensual movements sending her blonde tangled curls into an untamed flurry. She devoured him like a true professional. Slid his cock out of her lusciously tight mouth and then back in again. He groaned as she used her sharp teeth on him, nipping his foreskin every once in a while. The friction made his cock jump, made his breaths come harsher, faster. He cried out as her long fingers increased the pressure against his swollen sac.
The pleasure spread. His body grew hot, tight. Blood pumped into his cock and balls. He knew he was on the verge of coming. Knew this was going to be a fantastic orgasm.
So fucking big!
“Hey! Earth to Connor. Earth to Connor.”
At the sound of his oldest brother Ethan’s voice, Connor’s fantasy vanished, leaving him with painfully hard balls and one hell of an erection. A chorus of rowdy laughter intermingling with jolly Christmas music crashed in around him. He blinked and shook 8
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his head, remembering he’d been released from the hospital over a month ago and his three brothers had brought him to this noisy bar to celebrate the anniversary.
“Where the hell did you zone out to? Florence Nightingale land again?” Ethan
Soldier, her nickname for him. He bet she called all the boys that. He nodded.
She smiled. Dimples exploded in her cheeks and he fell in love with her all over again.
Oh man! Was he already experiencing the infamous Florence Nightingale Syndrome soldiers talked about? Had he fallen in love with the nurse who was caring for him?
Fuck, if that were the case, then he was in really big trouble. And so was his cock.
6
Christmas Lovers
Chapter One
Several months later…
“Time for your sponge bath, soldier.” Her soft voice drifted out of the darkness and Sergeant Connor Jordan’s eyes flickered open to find Nurse Sparks standing there, the green privacy curtain drawn around his hospital bed.
At the hungry look sparkling in her brown eyes, his cock hardened into a hot and pulsing rod of lust. He gritted his teeth as his balls tightened with arousal. He knew she wanted him. He wanted her too. Had seen the need, the desperation to be fucked every time she came in at night to give him a sponge bath. He wanted her so fucking bad he would jump her bones the minute she gave him permission. Swallowing back his excitement, he watched her slide the basin with steaming water onto the nearby table then she pulled away the blanket covering him. Gently she lifted the hospital gown and her eyes widened slightly as she saw his full-blown erection.
Licking her lips with that cute pink tongue of hers, she sat down on the edge of his bed.
“I can see you’re feeling much better, soldier.”
“I always feel damned good when you come for a visit, Florence.”
She smiled at the nickname he’d given her after the famous nurse who’d taken care of wounded soldiers during the 1800s.
“Perhaps I should take care of your newest…medical condition?” she said softly. He held his breath as warm feminine fingers wrapped tightly around the base of his standing-at-attention erection. Her other hand began a rough massage of his scrotum, her fingers manipulating the swollen balls inside.
Fuck! She was good!
7
Jan Springer
She touched her lips to the tip of his purple plum-shaped cock head then gave him a couple of slow, seductive licks.
“How’s that feel, soldier boy?” she turned her head and smiled over at him. Lust glittered in those baby browns.
“Feels damn fine, Florence,” he managed to croak.
“Want more?”
He nodded eagerly and watched as his favorite nurse parted her full red lips and his smooth cock head disappeared into her hot, moist mouth. Oh man! He loved the feel of her tight flesh wrapped around his sensitive rod. Loved the way she hollowed out her cheeks and began a wicked sucking motion that rocked him right to his core.
Slurping sounds ripped through the air as her head bobbed up and down his shaft, the sensual movements sending her blonde tangled curls into an untamed flurry. She devoured him like a true professional. Slid his cock out of her lusciously tight mouth and then back in again. He groaned as she used her sharp teeth on him, nipping his foreskin every once in a while. The friction made his cock jump, made his breaths come harsher, faster. He cried out as her long fingers increased the pressure against his swollen sac.
The pleasure spread. His body grew hot, tight. Blood pumped into his cock and balls. He knew he was on the verge of coming. Knew this was going to be a fantastic orgasm.
So fucking big!
“Hey! Earth to Connor. Earth to Connor.”
At the sound of his oldest brother Ethan’s voice, Connor’s fantasy vanished, leaving him with painfully hard balls and one hell of an erection. A chorus of rowdy laughter intermingling with jolly Christmas music crashed in around him. He blinked and shook 8
Christmas Lovers
his head, remembering he’d been released from the hospital over a month ago and his three brothers had brought him to this noisy bar to celebrate the anniversary.
“Where the hell did you zone out to? Florence Nightingale land again?” Ethan
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