Page 31 of Sergeant O'
“Take your pants and underwear off and cover yourself with that.”
“Where’s the blanket?”
“Oh my god, Princess. I’m getting you a blanket, relax.”
Princess?
Oh no she didn’t.
Except, yeah, she did. And I was in no position to make her take it back.
I took solace in the fact that wouldn’t always be the case and filed her smartass comment away to revisit another day.
My only retort was, “You’re a princess,” as she left the room.
Smooth, O’Shaughnessy.
I heard her footsteps fade and the door leading to the garage open and close, then I lifted my butt and pulled my pants and underwear down my right thigh, still leaving them on my left leg.
One more layer wouldn’t hurt. That sassy mouth of hers was going to get us both in trouble.
My bandage only had a small spot of blood, which I took as a good sign. The first time I was awake to have it changed—when I’d inadvertently flashed Nurse Emily, it’d been soaked.
Jade came in with a blanket over her arm, holding a brown leather doctor’s bag in the same hand. Her other hand was covering her eyes.
“Are you decent, Princess?”
“Stop calling me princess,” I snarled.
“I’ll take that as a yes,” she replied with a smirk as she removed her hand from her face. “And I will when you stop acting like one.”
“I’m sorry I don’t want to flash my junk at you,” I snapped. “I guess if being polite makes me a princess, then so be it.”
Her face softened when she set her bag on the coffee table and handed me the blanket.
“Aw, I’m just teasing you, Bri. I didn’t mean to hurt your feelings. I’m sorry.”
Well, fuck.
Now how was I supposed to respond?
“I’m just teasing, too.”
I think she knew I wasn’t, but she let it go.
Then she knelt beside me and gently cut the bandage away. Her hand was on my thigh, and all she’d have to do is lower her head and her mouth would be right…
Oh fuck.
I flattened my arms on the blanket covering my dick and gripped the fabric. Something she noticed because she asked, “Does that hurt?”
I shook my head vigorously.
“I think I’m just nervous it’s going to.”
Ooh, good save!
She returned her attention to my wound and murmured, “Don’t worry. I’ll be gentle and go slow.”
