Fever 10

She closed her eyes and wallowed in the sensations that engulfed her. She enjoyed the weight of his body draped alongside hers as they sprawled in unison upon the comforter draped over the bed they shared. With arms wrapped lightly about she drifted, seduced by the rhythm and touch of his breath. In and out of consciousness she drifted until...

She woke to find him lying lazily beside her, just as he was when she first found her dreamless sleep. Her head felt heavy, her body ached and when she first turned to face him her stomach churned in light yet unwelcome protest.

"Uummmm" She moaned pitifully.

"How ya feelin' babe?" He asked, tentatively touching her forehead.

She wanted to say something smart, something sassy in reply, but "crappy," was all that she managed as she inched toward him on the bed.

"Can I get you anything? Something to eat? A glass of water perhaps?"

"Nuh, uh." She shook her head lightly as she buried it in his neck, wrapping her arms around him and nuzzling close.

She felt awful. She didn't want to eat. She didn't want to drink. She didn't want to move. But she wanted him.

The feeling of necessity that welled up inside of her from being so close to him, surprised her in her current state but the need was strong and would not be denied. Slowly she reached down and took hold of his manhood, trying to coax it into a more cooperative state. Her unexpected advances caused his breath to catch in his chest.

"You're not feeling well love," he said.

"I know," she whispered into his ear as she licked and nibbled on his lobe. "Make me feel better, Pleeeease?"

"How can I do that, dear?" He asked. "I'm no doctor."

"But you can be. You can be my doctor." She smiled. "I don't feel well, you can check me over, make me feel GOOD again." Still massing his cock and balls, more urgently now.

"I see, well I'd better have a look at you, tell me little one, where does it hurt?"

"Everywhere," She answered honestly. "But mostly, here."

She led his hand down between her thighs, the amount of heat radiated in her fevered state almost doubled that of normal and his breath caught again as he swallowed hard.

"Hmmm, I see." He said. "Well, wet and cold means that all is well. You're not cold...not in the least but you're DEFINITELY wet...so, I can only deduce that you're half-well, nothing abnormal there, I'd better have a look at the rest of you." He began to withdraw his hand.

"NO!" She bit down firmly on his earlobe. "Don't stop. It hurts, rub it," she whined through clenched teeth.

"It hurts? Really???" He teased. "I'd better have a closer look."

She released his earlobe and he rose quickly before she could find purchase again, forcing her thighs apart as far as they would go he kneeled before her, looking down at her with a grave expression as if studying a matter of utmost importance. She watched him impatiently as he looked from her face to her aching pussy and back again several times.

"Hmmm," He voiced finally. "Does it hurt here?" He parted her pink lips with a finger, running it lightly up and down their length.

"M-Hmm" She answered, his teasing touch sending a shiver through her feverish form.

"What about here?" He asked as he lifted the hood of her clit with his finger adding another to flick the small, but engorged knob, not so lightly. A sharp intake of air and then...

"Yes"

"Here?"

He entered her with a come-hither gesture rubbing along the frontal wall of her oh-so-wet-and-warm opening and withdrew.

"Yesss."

"And..."

He paused before running a finger back and down circling around the small tight entrance back there. "Here?" Her back arched as he touched her there...by now she was quivering more from need than the fever. He withdrew yet again simply looking down at her.

The sickness was causing her impatience to grow...

"Damn it, quit fucking around and fuck me!" She demanded.

His tongue clicked reproachfully as his eyes met hers. "Is that any way to address the person in charge of your well-being? We wouldn't want to misdiagnose you now, would we?"

Her aggravation was growing. With him still kneeling before her he was in the perfect position. Her knees bent bringing her feet together and in front of him, pinching his sack between her toes. He gasped painfully and pinched her ass in rebuttal.

"Owww." She cried releasing her hold.

He backed off of the bed, grabbing her legs and pulling her forcefully to him until her rear hung precariously off of the edge. Pushing her thighs upwards and together, he entered her in one quick thrust, bending down and nipping at her neck with his teeth. She cried out and grabbed hold of him, her nails digging into his shoulders.

"Is this what you wanted?"

He breathed heavily into the delicate flesh between his teeth. She nodded as well as she could.

"I'm sorry, my dear," he said pulling out of her. "but as I said, this is quite serious...I'm afraid that in order to take effect, your medicine will have to be administered... elsewhere."

He smiled slyly as he watched her eyes widen from the implication then nodding he guided his swollen shaft down between the now clenched cheeks of her smooth round ass applying ample pressure to her tight hole.

"Ummm..." She began.

"Hmmm?"

"Go slow. Please?"

"Shhhh," He replied, trailing kisses over her neck and cheeks and lips as he carefully increased the pressure pulling back and then closer again. Pulling back and then a bit more pressure...back and back again, until "Pop" She gasped and pulling him closer to her she moaned ecstatically.

"MmmmMmm, Ohhh Yessss." She purred in his ear.

The hard part was over and he moved freely within her. What was almost painful just seconds before was pure bliss to her now and she drove herself against him, forcing him to enter her harder and deeper with each thrust.

He stood up and letting her legs fall to the sides he brought one hand to her hip to steady her...the other found the heated slit of her now dripping pussy and entered her there thrusting in unison with his pulsing cock, his palm rubbing against her swollen clitoris.

He watched her intently as he continued to make love to her, watched the arch of her back in response to the sensations he was giving her, watched her head move from side to side in pleasure, watched her hands clenching and unclenching on the bed sheets which now lay in a fit of disarray as she bucked and thrust herself against him in a frenzy and he listened.

He listened to her rapid and uneven breathing and to the primal moaning that now emerged from the depths of her throat as he rubbed faster with his palm against her.

"Oh yES!, Oh yesss...Oh fuck...Oh God yessss.."

She began to quiver and shake beneath him no longer moving beneath/before him, now simply steadying herself against the onslaught of her orgasm as he continued to move at a determined pace until amid the chaos of her own pleasureful spasms she could feel him begin to swell even further inside of her and then pulse powerfully as he emptied himself deep within her, half collapsing on top of her spent form.

It was all they could do to work themselves back up towards the head of the bed, worn and tangled in each others arms her head on his chest, his hand in her hair, and they fell asleep that way.

Until...