***ANNIE'S POV***

His head rested on my lap, his eyes closed lightly. My hand moved delicately on his forehead, cleaning his wound as best as I could.
   I knew I had to hurry so I could take him to the hospital for an ankle check-up. But my heart whispered things to me that were selfish.
I wanted to keep him on my lap a little longer. To stare at his attractive facial features till I went blind.

    My eyes wandered off his face and down to his naked upper body. A layer of sweat was spread over his hairless chest and down to his ripped abdomen. The six-pack was evidence of his regular workouts to stay fit. And boy did all the exercises pay off.

  My hands were itching to caress every inch of his perfect body, to worship him like the demi-god he might have been in his previous life.

    "Annie?"

"Huh?!"
My gaze shot back to his face, only to meet a pair of questioning blue eyes. He had caught me ogling him. Oh the hidden embarrassment that was now tearing my core out of my body!

    "Focus."

Fo-focus? Dear gawd!

Was he unaware of how attractive his own body was?
   How that 'V' shape just above his groin was screaming for my attention. I wanted to slip my hand on it and follow it to the ends of the...

  "Annie?" Jack's voice struck again.
I had done it again, stared at his loins like a pervert. "Let me do it myself."

     "No!" I cried, slapping myself out of the lustful trance. There were so many unholy thoughts flocking my mind, but I tried my best and finished tending to his wound.

Jack didn't want to go to the hospital over an ankle sprain, but I managed to persuade him into going. While I did honestly care about his health, I also wanted to go get a birth control implant secretly. It had been too long since I took the pills, and honestly, I hated them.

   I knew that that was the only chance to do it without Jack's knowledge.

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       "Sss! Ow!" I whimpered upon touching the tiny foreign object in my left upper arm. They said the pain would last a day or two, but it was nothing compared to a bullet wound.

  Time for operation getting-back-Jack, my devil side beamed.

I grinned, my eyes on the full-length mirror. The red satin night dress looked sexy. Its hem was a few inches below my womanhood and the chest area was loose enough to accommodate a hand slipping under it.

     Another wicked smirk corrupted my face while my left hand intentionally slid the right strap off my right shoulder to give myself a seductive nature. If I moved around or bent just enough, the right side of the dress would eventually slip off and expose my boob.

   "Go get him," I encouraged myself before picking up the glass of water on my vanity table. The operation was now set in motion.

    Knock-knock!

"Jack?" I called with my ear plastered on his door to catch any sound.

   Nothing.

Still motivated by my succubus devil, I knocked again. "Jack? Are you asleep?"

    "Annie?" His voice hit me from the right side.
The sudden realization that he was actually on the hallway made me gasp slightly.
    Oh shit!

  "You're..." I couldn't form any sensible words as I watched him come near me with a glass of water in his hand. He had a slight limp to his leg and a strip of bandaged wrapped around his head, but he held himself together just perfectly.

    "It's three," Jack reminded.

"Yah, I know. I was just..." My gaze fell to the glass in my own hand. "Why didn't you ask me to get you water? Why bother yourself?"

    The male came to a halt close to me. His blue eyes tried hard to restrict themselves sorely on my face but failed. I saw him savage me from my neck and all the way to my legs. Knowing his eyes were on my scantily dressed body instantly poked my womanhood. I felt my nipples grow erect to the heat starting to circulate within my body from down there.

    Jack's eyes dawdled on my breasts for more seconds, and I caught him swallow hard as if restraining himself from grabbing and sucking them mercilessly.

     I was well aware he loved boobs as much as he loved ass, which was the reason I wanted the boob slip to happen.

     "Let me help you-" I snatched his glass without permission, "-with this."

   When I looked at his face again, Jack speedily averted his eyes to the door at my side. "I'm tired," he said vaguely and walked past me to open the frame.

   I let out a breathy laugh, feeling already half victorious. The cat and mouse game would be really interesting for my entertainment.

       "Here."
I offered Jack one of the glasses when he had settled on his bed. The pain medication laid on his night table, this provided me with an opportunity to lean down.
  
  As predicted, the strap slid further down my arm, so did the neckline. It caressed my hard nipple as it slipped off, making my womanhood twitch to the soft cool touch.

   My heart began pounding like the sky was falling, and my breaths turned shallow. But I had mastered the art of pretense. It aided me to stand upright like nothing had happened and extended the hand holding his meds towards him.

      Jack's eyes hardened.
They now looked darker than normal while fixed firmly on the exposed boob.

  "Here," I cooed, planting a smile on my lips.

   "Oh! Um....your...your..." Jack tried to express his thoughts. But I knew that seeing my naked tit after so many years would have a deep impact.
If it had gone south, I'd have died from humiliation. But heaven was on my side. Jack still loved the sight of my tits.

      Our eyes chained as he received the meds and I recognized the lust in his.

Under that damned duvet, I was dead sure that he was already awakening. The sight of my tit was irresistible to him.

   An awkward silence filled up the room.
All along, my boob was out in the open in its full glory. It yearned for a touch or a hard grope, but Jack kept his desire to himself.

   When my plan started feeling like it was failing, I decided to initiate another one.
Without asking, I hopped on Jack's bed, startling him just a bit. "What are you doing?" He asked upon noticing my approach.

"I want to-" my hand took the glass from his and placed it on the night table, "-check if the bandage is fine." I answered turning to him.

  He said nothing more, only opted to observe me in silence.

     I moved even closer before sliding my left knee across his lap to straddle him.
I immediately felt Jack's body tense up to my position, but he tensed even further when I wriggled about for a second, making sure that my tits were all over his face while kneeling.

  The feel of his beard brushing against my nipple sent shudders down to my womanhood. If I moved to the left just a little bit, I could press it on his lips.

    Yes.

I wanted to tease him as much as I could without giving in to any sex. The thrill of teasing the both of us had been driving me insane for a long time. It was something that I had been craving to try.

    "Annie?" Jack called my name. But it sounded like he was moaning it.

  I giggled to myself  and moved my fingers on his bandage, pretending to be observing it. "Does it hurt?"
      
   "Yeeesss..." Jack groaned in his deep manly voice as his hands crept up my hips to grab my waist.

Hearing his grunt assured me that I had completed the mission tonight. But I wanted at least a bit of boob-sucking.

    Jack's hands tightened, as if all of his restraining power lied there. My own pair left his forehead and slithered to the back of his head, grabbing some hair before I angled my nipple right on his lips.

  He froze for half a minute, as if contemplating on his next decision.

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