Nirvana on Fire
Copyright© 2006 by Lellan McLemore
Epilogue
"Doc?" Mandy whispered as she pushed the hospital room door open.
Doc Mayfield sat up in the bed. His left leg was raised in a sling. A white plaster cast covered his leg from mid thigh down. His toes wiggled freely.
"Mandy! Are you okay?"
"I'm fine. How are you doing?"
"Broken leg, broken ankle. I'll be back on my feet in a couple of days."
"I have to leave tonight," Mandy whispered as she stepped up beside the bed. She lowered her face to his and kissed him passionately. Mayfield wrapped his arms around her and held her to him.
Gradually they broke the kiss and Mayfield lay back on the bed. Mandy turned and walked back to the door. She turned the lock.
"What are you doing?" Mayfield asked as she turned back toward him. The gentle hiss of a zipper pulled his eyes to her jacket which dropped to the floor revealing her bare chest. Another hiss and her skirt fell to the floor as well. He gasped as she revealed her body to him.
Mandy pulled the covers back and gently reached up under the gown he wore and began to stroke his rapidly hardening manhood. She leaned forward and they kissed again. His hands caressed her back and her breasts as their breathing deepened into moans of pleasure.
"What happened?" Doc asked as he noticed streaks of blood down her inner thighs as she knelt on the bed and straddled him.
"It doesn't matter now. Nothing matters but us," she said as she sank down on him.
Moans and groans of pleasure filled the room as she rocked back and forth, up and down on him. Their orgasms were upon them almost immediately and she collapsed onto his chest.
They lay there silently as their breathing returned to normal. She played with the sparse brown hair on his chest. He stroked her long hair, pausing only to draw her lips to his and kiss her deeply.