Intimate Bonds (Closed for Vailyn)

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Jack (24) and Brad (24) were always mistaken for twins even though they had completely different parents. Their genetic similarities came from both their parents who were twins. Their dads were twins who married twins and so it was no coincidence that Jack and Brad, born in the same year, looked like twins. They attended different high schools but participated in the same sports, cross country and track and field. The boys always enjoyed the stares from students and parents when they were in the same race.

Sometimes during their high school years, Jack and Brad would trade places at school, fooling their professors and friends. On some occasions, the men would trade dates, tricking the girl to see if she could discover who she was really dating. Sometimes they were found out and resulted in the girls calling off their relationship. The majority of the dates when they switched, the boys were able to pull off the switch.

After high school, Jack went to Central College on a full athletic scholarship for track and field. During his freshman year he met Naomi Hayashi, a short dark haired girl who also was attending on a full athletic scholarship. Jack liked the young woman who while she was short, she was very competitive. They hung out with the same people, went to a lot of different functions for school and sports but never dated. Brad, meanwhile, received an athletic scholarship to Eastern College for track and field and the only time the two cousins met during their four years of college was on the sports field.

After college Jack went into investment banking while Brad used his business management degree to manage some sports bars including some strip clubs. Jack invested in a few of the clubs Brad was managing and realized a nice tidy return on his initial investment. He and Brad would meet once in a while in one of the bars to catch up on things. A few of the sports bars had a separate area where local artists could play on stage, honing their skills and hoping to get discovered. The strip clubs catered to a wide varied of people who were out on the town for entertainment. A couple of the clubs had back rooms where patrons could get lap dances and one club, the Devil’s Den, catered to the BDSM crowd.

Jack also kept in contact with his college friends, including Naomi through e-mails and facebook. He liked to keep up on what they were doing and found it interesting that Naomi was a private piano teacher and said she wanted to be a musician. From what he knew of her at school and her track and field exploits, she usually excelled at what she put her mind too.

He was looking at his facebook when his cell phone rang. Picking it up, he saw it was a strange number. “Hello this is Jack Connors.” He was surprised when the caller informed him it was Capital Hospital and they were calling on behalf of Naomi Rayashi.

“Wha ….. What are you calling about?” he asked confused.

“We have a Ms. Hayashi here as an out-patient. She was involved in a car accident and she has you listed as the primary contact person.”

“There must be some mistake. I do know a Ms. Hayashi but I’m sure she has some family member that would be the primary contact.”

“I’m sorry Mr. Connors but she has only your name and phone number on the admittance form.” There was silence on the other end of the line and Jack wondered if they were double checking their information. "Mr. Connors, Ms. Hayashi is not in serious condition. She has a concussion along with a few cuts and bruises. She is ready to be discharged in about an hour and she can’t drive herself home since she is on some powerful drugs and besides her car is not drivable."

“I’ll be there as soon as I can,” Jack said clicking the phone off. ‘Why did she use me?’ he wondered as he got into his car. He wondered why she would put his name on the hospital admittance form when his cell phone chimed. It was Brad reminding him that he was going to stay with Jack for a few days since his place was undergoing some renovations. Jack told him he remembered and told him he was on his way to the hospital to see a friend from college. He figured he would drop her off at her place and then head home to see Brad.

When he arrived at the hospital, he drove to the patient pick-up area and walked into the building. He looked at the volunteers at the desk and then glanced down the corridor, seeing a woman sitting in a wheelchair. It was Naomi looking a little confused with a nurse standing by her side. When she looked up, Jack saw her smile as he approached them.

The nurse spoke as her arrived. “Mr. Connors?”

“Yes …. That’s me,” he said seeing the scrapes and bruises on her face as she tried to smile.

“Your friend is sedated and needs to be looked after for at least 24 to 48 hours.” The nurse looked at Jack and added, “Will that be a problem? She can’t be alone and she says she has no one else to look after her.”

“Ahhh …… ahhhh no it won’t be a problem,” he answered.

Jack looked at Naomi, smiling at his friend. “Hey …. Looks like you are in a bit of a bind. I hope you’re not in too much pain.” He took her hand and then added to her and the nurse. “I’ll take you to my place until you’re ready to go home.” He saw her look up at him and then he waited as she struggled to say something.

Naomi Hayashi

Once the last piano student of the day had left, Naomi settled down to work on a new song that has been on her mind for the past few days. It was a song that started a few years ago when her parents died in a tragic car accident. The melody comes back to pluck at her around the time of their death. She was determined to finish it this time. She wanted to play it for them. It's only been four years but it feels like it's been an eternity since she's seen them.

Ever since the accident, Naomi drove as little as possible. It was easy to manage while she was at Central College. Most of her life then revolved around classes, music and running track. Now, she had a great place in the city. It didn't take much for her to sell her car and use public transportation instead. The studio she taught at was only a few miles from her place and it was an easy walk or bus ride. Being without a car had a few challenges but she found that she enjoyed taking things in small steps. It was nice.

Naomi grieved quietly for her parents when they passed and filled up her time to keep herself from dwelling on her loss. Staying busy became a habit. Naomi was always doing something. A typical day for her would have her up early to go for a run around the city, shower, breakfast at her favorite cafe, practicing for a few hours, lunch, working her part-time job at the bookstore or teaching piano, shopping for dinner, dinner with a book or movie, working on her music and sleep to start the cycle again.

Though she was a likable, Naomi was so busy that she rarely made new friends. She had a few fast friends that she made at college but there were only a couple of new additions to her small circle since then. If she had to say who her best friend was, it would be Jack. They had met during freshman year of college. Both of them had full scholarships and competing on the track team. She didn't really trust him when she first started hanging out with him. He had a rep for being a player and she didn't have any time for that. Naomi knew what she wanted in life and it wasn't part of her plan to get sidetracked in a meaningless fling with a boy--no matter how good looking he is.

Then the first comp came around and the team did really well. They both placed and won in their divisions. The whole team went out to celebrate with cheers, cheap alcohol, pizza, toasts to future wins and skeptical dancing to loud music. It was the first time Naomi let her guard down around Jack and she found herself laughing a lot at his bad jokes. It wasn't long before they started to hangout during practice and competitions.

While he would make a remark or two that made her punch his arm, Jack proved to be a great friend. They shared study breaks, went out to movies, he taught her how to play pool and she beat him at darts. They even kept in touch after graduation. He was the only one of her college friends to still be in the city. Tara, her best girlfriend, would always tease Naomi by asking her when they were going to get married.

"There!" Naomi exclaimed softly as she played the last few chords she had made for the song. She hummed as she played it again from the beginning. "Almost finished... oh crap!"


"I'm going to be late!" Naomi tossed a few music books, scores, a notebook and other sundry of items into her canvas carrier bag.

There was an open mic at the bookstore and Derek, a co-worker, twisted her arm until she agreed to play that night. It starts at 5:00 pm and sign up for it opened at 3:30pm. It's a popular event in the neighborhood and always drew a nice crowd of artists to play and a crowd of listeners. But if she didn't get a move on, she wouldn't make it on the list and she would never hear the end of it from Derek.

She picked up her acoustic guitar case. Her parents got her the guitar when she was 9. It's been with her for a long time and one of the things she used to remember her parents by. Then she dropped everything to run to the bathroom because her bladder started to remind her very loudly that she needed to use the bathroom.

Naomi checked her appearance in the mirror as she washed her hands. About a month ago, she decided to try something new and bleached part of her hair to dye it teal blue. She liked the way it looked. Like she had waves of blue coming out of her jet black long hair to frame her heart shaped face. Her hair was long and reached her lower back but the top part was cut in a layered bob style to frame her face . Her bangs were getting long again. They needed a trim. She always thought her unusual dark blue eyes were her best feature. They looked just like her Mom's. She had her Dad's straight black hair and Asian features, but her Mom's blue eyes and heart shaped face.

Knowing that she'll be performing that night, Naomi decided to wear dark brown leggings with a baggy ivory peasant blouse and a wide brown belt to cinch it around her small waist. The wide scooped neck of the blouse had little ruffles along the edges and fell off one shoulder to show her white bra strap.

"Oh, I forgot mascara. Oops!" she thought out loud. Not that she wore makeup that often. It was more like her to forget than to remember to put it on. "Oh no! I'm definitely late now!"

She ran back to her studio room to grab her carrier bag and guitar case. With a last harried look around, she turned off the lights in the studio and locked the main door when she left.

On the street, Naomi looked quickly to check it was clear before dashing across the road.


Sudden pain flared everywhere.
Screams and people shouting.

The next thing Naomi could remember was someone asking her if she was okay. If she could hear them and if she did, can she respond. But everything was fuzzy and it was hard for her to focus. Pain coated her completely and she kept fading in and out.

There was a pressure on her head, her throat was so dry that it hurt to swallow and trying to breath made a sharp tangling pain in her side.

As soon as someone realized she was awake, Naomi was caught up in a whirlwind of doctors checking her, the nurses taking her vitals or giving her drugs and the police asking for a statement. She found out that someone ran a red light and a car had hit her when she was running across the street. Her carrier bag was there and mostly in tack. It was her bag and guitar case that kept her injuries to a minimum.

She had a bad cut on her forehead from hitting the ground and that was why they had a bandage around her eyes while she was sleeping. She also had two fractured ribs, a mild concussion and several scrapes on her face, neck, arms and legs. She'll have a large bruise on her torso from the carrier bag and guitar case being shoved into her. The fractures were minor and will heal over time. She was told to not make any sudden movements or it could aggravate her wounds. The pain would be worse in the next few days as bruises fully form and begin healing. She was already given some potent pain medications on her way to ER. She was given a sample of more that she could use that night until she could get her prescriptions filled. She would need to make an appointment to get a follow up in two weeks.

The attending ER nurse, Ria Sanders, was really nice and made sure to repeat any information that Naomi didn't quite catch. The drugs made her feel a little dizzy and she kept losing focus. All of Naomi's clothes were thrown away because most of it was cut off her to examine her for serious injuries when she had arrived at the hospital. They had been worried because it was hard to get her to focus but that was due to the head injury. Ria had come up with spare scrubs for her to wear. The blue scrubs hung on her smaller frame. The nurse had a very curvy figure that made her clothes sag on Naomi.

"You're all set. We called your emergency contact. Mr. Connors is here to pick you up and take you home. I got a peek at him before getting you. He's almost as handsome as my boyfriend Simon." Ria said in a cheerful and warm voice. "Let's roll you out to meet him. I'm sure he's anxious to make sure you're alright."

Naomi tried to say Jack's name when she saw him but it was hard to talk. It was like she had to fight a fog before she could do anything. She looked up at him from the wheelchair and felt helpless at how long it took her to talk. "J-Jack, I want to go home." she whispered.

"Mr. Connors, Ms. Hayashi already signed her release papers but the meds have her a little out of it still. Here's the prescriptions that she needs to fill. She just had a dose and won't need a new one until tomorrow morning. We provided her with a few pills to get her through until tomorrow. None of her injuries are serious but she did get a mild concussion. We recommend that someone be with her for tonight and make sure she wakes up every 3 to 4 hours. She'll need plenty of fluids and rest. Be careful with her. She has two small fractures on her ribs on the left side. She should be able to do whatever as long as she doesn't strain that area. If you have any questions, please call the number on the prescription form." Ria made sure Jack had everything and understood what he needed to do before saying goodbye to Naomi and headed off to check on another patient.

"Jack? I don't want to be alone. Can... can I stay with you?" Naomi asked softly. Her stomach gurgled. She blushed a bright pink. "Maybe food too?"

Jack takes Naomi to his condo

Jack smiled down at his friend. "Yes you can stay with me and we will get you something to eat," he said looking into her deep blue eyes. He glanced up to see the nurse looking at him with a knowing smile. He knew what she was smiling about. Just a moment ago Jack told Naomi he would take her home and in sedated state, she must not of remembered, asking him if she could stay with him.

"We had better get you out of here," he said standing up straight and moving out of the way of the wheelchair. "My car is right out here," he added pointing to the red Lexus.

"Hmmm nice wheels Mr. Connors," the nurse said signaling a volunteer to pick up Naomi's carrier bag and guitar case as she began pushing the wheelchair toward the entrance.

When they got to the car, Jack opened the door and they helped Naomi into the leather passenger seat. As the nurse and Jack tried to put Naomi into the seat, they heard her soft painful moans. They saw her weak smile and then her eyes closed, resting her head on the back of the seat. The volunteer put her guitar case and bag into the back seat.

When Jack closed the door, the nurse, Ria Sanders grabbed his arm. "Mr. Connors, Ms. Hayashi is pretty beat up and needs to be closely looked after for the next 24 hours. The dressing on her forehead needs to be changed tomorrow morning but the important thing is to keep waking her every 3 to 4 hours to make sure she doesn't have any side effects from the concussion." Jack was about to ok when she added. "She also has two minor cracked ribs on her left side and she will be in some pain for the next few days."

"I understand," he smiled.

"Oh and one more thing Mr. Connors," she said squeezing his arm and giving him a demur smile. "You may want to stop by her place and get her some clothes. We had to cut her clothes off her so we could treat her."

"Will do," Jack responded not telling Ms. Sanders he had no clue where Naomi lived.

Jack slid behind the wheel, waving to the nurse and volunteer before pulling out and heading to the exit. Looking over at his friend, he was reminded of times they spent together in college. He smiled as the memories flooded his mind as he pulled out into traffic. There were the study sessions, practices, races, and the after-parties when they would laugh and joke together. He thought about their relationship, which now was on social media.

A soft groan brought him out of his daydreams, looking over at Naomi and seeing a slight grimace on her face. It was the same grimace she showed when she raced, giving her all to win the race. He reached over and took her small hand into his, feeling her fingers squeeze his tightly as if she didn't want to let go.

His emotions were a mixed about Naomi, remembering how she had politely rebuffed his advances in college, telling him she wanted to focus on her sport and studies. He honored her wishes, becoming close friends and now she was in pain and he wanted to ease that pain as much as he could.

Squeezing her hand, he saw her eyes open for a moment and then close. "Naomi?" he said seeing her eyes open and look at him. "Listen the nurse said they had to throw away your clothes. Do you want to get some clothes from your place or do you want to go to my condo and we can get you some clothes when you feel better?" Jack heard a loud groan come from her lips as she shifted a little in the seat, twisting her head to look at him.

Trying to move as little as possible and still make it out of the wheelchair and into the car proved to be difficult. Just changing from sitting to standing pulled muscles and moved her injuries that everything seem to flare in silent explosions of pain. There was the pain and the reality of Jack's hand. She held on tight.

Namoi had to sit still for a bit before she realized that Jack was talking to her. She opened her eyes. Not even realizing she had closed them. "Yeah. Later. I..-mmmhh--" She panted a little to catch her breath. She tried to adjust the way she was sitting in the car and it made her ribs twinge the wrong way. "I feel dizzy, heads pounding and I feel like I can eat a whole cow and throw it up. Can we go? I need to lie down."

Her eyes fluttered close. Marks of pain etched between her brows and cheeks. She held tight to Jack's hand. "So glad you're here, Jack. Thank you..." she whispered before falling asleep.

Arriving at Jack's Condo

When Naomi told him she felt dizzy, hungry, and also sort sick to her stomach, Jack knew she was in a lot of pain. Accidents like hers tend to make the bodies defense mechanisms kick in. One moment they feel fine, the next moment they feel sick, and there was always the concern of the body going into shock due to a traumatic event.

When she didn't answer his question about going to her place to get clothes, he smiled when she told him she was glad he was there and then a whispered thank you before she closed her eyes again. The first day of any trauma is usually the worst as the body tries to heal itself along with the drugs she received at the hospital. He was confident that within the next 24 hours she would be feeling better.

As Jack negotiated the highway, he recalled a car accident he had awhile back where the air bag deployed. As a result, he was bounced around the vehicle and ended up with a few minor cuts and a lot of bruising. The doctors told him that since he was in great physical shape, the healing process would happen a lot sooner than someone out of shape. Looking at Naomi, he could see, even wearing hospital scrubs, she had kept herself in good shape. He was sure she would recover quickly from her accident.

Crossing the river bridge, he drove along the two lane tree-lined road, getting glimpses of the skyscrapers in the downtown area which were barely visible through the leaves. He loved this drive as it was scenic and soon he was turning into his condo complex. After parking in his garage and walking around to Naomi’s door, he opened it seeing her open her eyes. “We’re here,” he said picking her up, cradling her in his arms. She was so light and he was careful not to bump her into anything while he carried her into the condo.

Noticing that Brad had not arrived, he looked out the large windows at the downtown skyline over the tops of the trees. If the drive along the road was scenic, his view from the condo was better and even more so at night with the twinkling city lights. Carrying Naomi to his bedroom, he pulled the covers back and then carefully placed Naomi on the soft mattress. He smiled at her when she opened her eyes, glancing around the room as if trying to get her bearings. “It’s ok Naomi you’re in my bed. I’m going to get you some water and I’ll be right back to check on you.”

The motion of the moving vehicle easily lured Naomi to fall asleep. Between the drugs and the pain from her injuries, there wasn't a lot of reasons to stay awake. She woke up a little when Jack scooped her out of the car. She wanted to protest. She wanted to say that she can manage to walk on her own but the words faded even as she thought them. She felt safe in his arms. The solid heat of him against her fevered body. She could hear his heart beat beneath against her side. She could feel his mint tinged breathe exhale to tickle her nose. She moved her face to bury it against his neck. Her lips grazing his skin as she tried to speak but didn't manage to make the words.

Naomi opened her eyes and tried to see where she was when she felt him put her down on something soft. She was in a room with decorated with light steel and tan woods. She felt him leave her on the bed and she reached out to him. "Please don't leave me."

“It’s ok, Naomi, you’re in my bed. I’m going to get you some water and I’ll be right back to check on you.”

Jack came back within minutes and helped her drink half a glass of water. It felt amazingly cool and refreshing as it slid down past her lips and wet her dry throat. Naomi looked up at Jack with her dark blue eyes pleading. "Will you hold me, Jack? I don't want to be alone."

Jack lies down with Naomi

When Jack went to get her a drink of water, he noticed his phone buzzing. Picking it up, he saw a message from his cousin Brad. "Will be there later tonight. Going out with a few friends. Leave the door unlocked in case you go to bed before I get there." He wondered what he would think when he found out Naomi would be there for the weekend and possibly part of next week.

When Jack returned to the bedroom, he gazed down at her, still dressed in the hospital scrubs. He shook her arm and saw her eyes open and then a small smiled filled her face. She drank the water, slowly until it was all gone, staring at him the whole time.

Taking the glass, he was about to turn and leave her so she could get some rest when he saw her dark blue eyes staring up at him. When she asked him to hold her and she didn't want to be alone, he smiled down at her. "Sure I'll hold you until you fall asleep."

Carefully climbing onto the bed, he lay next to her, putting his arm under her neck so she could snuggle close to him. He had wondered what it would feel like to hold her when they were in college but they were friends back then and he wondered if she had a boyfriend now.

Feeling her snuggle tightly against his frame, his arm draped over her back, holding her close to him. The urge to turn his head and kiss her was strong but she needed her rest. "Let me know if I'm hurting you in this position," he whispered hearing her breathing begin to signal sleep. Feeling her move slightly, he was surprised when her felt her hand on his chest and then move lower until it rested on his bulge. He moved a little but her hand rested on his crotch but there was no effort to massage the muscle beneath his trousers and he figured she was fast asleep.

Nightmares

Naomi lifted her head to let Jack put his arm beneath her and curled herself into his body. He was a good foot taller and his chest was broad. It felt perfectly natural for her to tuck her face onto his shoulder and let her small form snuggle into his harder body. It hurt to move so much to be in his arms but it was worth the pain. Once his arms wrapped around her, something in Naomi released and all of her tensions seem to drain away with each slow stroke of his hand down her back.

She fell into a dozing rest where she was partially aware of Jack holding her but mostly sunk deep in a darkness of healing. Her arm felt trapped against his chest. What had been comfortable made her muscles feel cramp between growing bruises from the accident and pressure of being tucked between two bodies. Unconsciously, Naomi's arm moved out from between their chests and settled to curl farther down over Jack's groin. Her small hand easily laid over the mound. Fingers fluttering lightly before resting in a natural curl over him.

Snippets of the accident started to spread in Naomi's mind as a nightmare snared her and she cried caustic faint whimpers. Something in her dreams raked her with sharp claws and cut furrows into her skin. She moved in vain to get away from them. Her restless movements bunched the scrub shirt over the middle of her chest and the baggy pants fell down below her hips.

Vines crawled all over her, trapping her so she couldn't move and the claws continued to dig into her body with taunting, bloody swipes. Naomi pushed and pulled at the scrubs. Frantic to get the vines off of her. She had to get them off of her!

In her sleep, she whimpered, "Get it off! Get it off! Get it off!" Her fingers fluttering over the clothes as her head twisted from side to side. Finally the clothes were off and the vines in her dreams faded into nothing. Shivering, Naomi wrapped herself around the comforting, hard body next to her.

Lying in bed with Naomi

The feel of Naomi's body against his felt good. He felt his cock twitch a few times when she moved her hand but he could tell from her deep even breathing, she was in a deep sleep. Jack was content to lie next to Naomi, holding her against him, while his hand moved slowly up and down her back. With their height difference, it would have been easy for him to run hand over her ripe ass cheeks but he stopped his gentle massages at her waist.

A thought crossed his mind to try and slip out of bed, but when he moved he heard her soft cries and her body molded tighter against him. There was nothing urgent he had to do and wasn't he doing what she needed most, hold her against him.

Then without warning, her body began to move against him. Her body squirmed and with each movement he could feel her breasts brushing against his side and her hand squeezed his muscle as if trying to hold onto something or someone. As her movement became more pronounced, his grip on her backside held her firmly against him.

But try as he might to hold and comfort her, her gyrations became noticeable, her hands clutching at the scrubs as her moans increased. From her actions, Jack knew that she was having a bad dream. He could feel the perspiration on her skin when the top scrub hiked up her body and her bottoms fell off her hips, while she kept calling out, "Get it off! Get it off! Get it off!"

Jack tried to wake her, turning onto his side and shaking her shoulder. But she didn't wake up, instead she clutched and pulled at the oversized scrubs until they were off her body. Only then did she start to calm down but in her state of nakedness, Jack was given a full view of her athletic body. A view that he had wanted to see in college but she had denied him.

Her body started to shiver and Jack could tell the signs of shock taking hold of her body. It was a temporary thing that often happened after an accident. The trauma to the body caused it and it is as if the body can't find any warmth. Her body was seeking warmth and he acted quickly.

Pulling his shirt off and pushing his trousers off, he was left in his underwear but he knew his warm body would be welcomed by her body. Drawing her to him, they were now facing each other as he wrapped her into his cocoon. The feeling of her shivering breasts against his chest sent erotic signals through his brain. Grabbing the blankets, he pulled them over their bodies and settled against her, just holding her, trying to warm her body.

Nestling in Jack's Arms

Naomi shivered involuntarily. She sought to be closer to the source of soothing heat. She rubbed her cheek against firm, warm flesh. Her wandering hands lightly digging into the dormant muscles beneath skin. The calming touch still stroked slowly up and down her spine. A sigh of peace expelled from her lips and sent a gust of air to tickle his skin and she moved into the caress. Small, subtle movements that danced along with the slow strokes. A weight laid over her legs and kept her still and close.

Something firm throbbed against her thigh. Pushing into her and pulsing with a beat of it's own. Her wandering hand settled on the firmness and Naomi mimicked the slow strokes of the calming touch on the throbbing member beneath her hand. The touch that soothed her, unwound the tensions that she didn't know she held and made her feel more safe than she had felt in years.

Keeping Naomi warm

The way she shivered was indicative of a person in trauma shock. Running his hands up and down her back, Jack attempted to let some of his body warmth be transmitted to her. Hooking his leg over hers legs, kept her close but at the same time his groin area was pressing against hers.

The way their bodies were positioned, he couldn't help but rub his member against her as she shifted next to him. Soon his muscle was growing and he wondered if this was a good thing. Was he taking advantage of her? This was not something her thought about when he climbed into bed with her.

While his hands continued to dance along Naomi's back, he heard a soft moan and then he could feel her hand inching down his body. Waiting to see what would happen, it didn't take long for him to feel her small hand, grasping his semi-erect cock still imprisoned in his underwear.

Was she sleeping? Did she know what she was doing? Questions poured through his mind while her hand gently but firmly stroked his member. The wish and desire he had back in college for Naomi was coming true but was it fair that she was still recovering from her accident. The feel of her hand on his member caused tiny shocks to course through his body.

Looking onto her face, he saw her eyes were still closed but her breathing had speeded up a little. With his arm still supporting her neck, his hand continued to rub her backside. With his other hand, he moved it between them, careful not to rub against the injured ribs. His fingers traced over the mounds, traveling from one to the other, working their way to her nipples that were getting hard. He wondered what she would say when she woke up.

Tingles of heat spread from her sensitive nipples as something plucked and teased them. Soft murmurs of enjoyment were muffled against his chest. Her small mouth parted to pant lightly and her tongue wet her dry lips. The small of her back arched into the massaging hold that molded her lower body. She craved the soothing strokes up and down her spine. That was gone and she didn't know what to do to get it back. Her hand grasped the throbbing member, her hands incapable of reaching around the full girth and she stroked it up and down. The way her back had been caressed.

A sultry wet heat gathered in her passage and caused her to be sticky wet between her thighs. The scent of growing arousal filled the cocoon of warmth and Naomi fell willingly into the pool of it. Her lithe, bruised body dancing in small movements against him.

Their touches heat up the bed

Her eyes were still closed but there was no mistaking the soft murmurs he heard against his chest. The fingers rubbing his member, still covered with the soft cotton boxer shorts, were more insistent. Each stroke of her small fingers, caused more growth and soon there was no denying, whether intentionally or not, he was becoming aroused. 'Does she know what she is doing or is she still in a trance-like state?' he thought as a low moan escaped his lips.

Unhooking his leg from hers, caused her body to shift so she was lying on her back while the sheets slid down to expose her ripe breasts and nipples. Jack could smell the rich aroma of her sex below the sheets. 'She has to be awake,' he thought as he reached under the covers and pushed his boxer shorts off. The motion caused her to lose contact, but then she stirred and he felt her fingers grasping his cock again.

His hips moved in time with her strokes and he let out a muted moan, trying not to break the erotic spell they were under. Her head tilted away from his chest for a moment and he thought she was going to open her eyes but they remained closed.

The smell of her sex was intoxicating and he couldn't resist touching what he couldn't see but knew was wet. Sliding his fingers over her arm that continued to explore his cock, they made contact with her tight abdomen, drawing small swirls on her skin. If she was sleeping or awake, he knew she liked what was happening as her hips rose to meet his advancing fingers.

Over the labia his fingers danced, sliding delicately over the wetness, feeling her thighs open wider. He couldn't see what he was touching but then again he didn't need a road map. Pushing his middle finger, between the soft pedals, he found a hard button that caused her hips to jerk. To him there was no denying that she had to know what he was doing as he watched her face, eyes closed, grimace not in pain but in pleasure.

The comforting warm went away. Cool air glided over her naked torso and caused her skin to rise in tiny goosebumps. A faint shiver shimmered down Naomi's back. The only contact that remained was the growing, hard length in her hand. Cool sheets gathered the heat from her body.

A frown furrowed her dark brows as some part of Naomi reached for the warm heat that had held her. Something was moving about her. She gave a faint sound of dismay when she lost touch withe the warm staff. Her seeking fingers found it again and she sighed wordlessly.

If only the caress would stroke along her back again... She stroked along the heavy length that moved insistently in her hand. Where could it have gone? Won't her touch bring it back?

Something slowly moved over her arm and drew circles on her skin. Warm fire spread from the touch and her muscles tightened in response. Her legs squeezed restlessly, rubbing her thighs together. Her body tried to follow the touch that traveled over her concave stomach and sank into the wet heat of her inner lips.

"Oh!" A soft cry fell from her lips when he rubbed her nub and her knees pulled up. The sheet was pulled off by her restless legs and Naomi was left mostly uncovered in the bed.

A strange fire burst in waves throughout inside of Naomi and she felt caught in the web of it's mysterious touch. Yet, her bare skin chilled easily. Her skin hot from fever and healing.

Their passion continues to rise

The feel of her tiny jewel under the pressure of his fingers seemed to grow harder and bigger. As her hand grasped his shaft harder, stroking faster, his fingers rolled over and around the growing nub, feeling her thighs open up for him.

Jack found it hard to believe Naomi was still in a drugged state. Her eyes remained closed and he wondered if she was in another realm or was she keeping them closed on purpose. It was amazing to him that so soon after her accident she was lying in his bed, the two of them teasing each other.

He saw her lips part, hearing a soft "Oh," spill from them almost in unison to his soft "hmmm." Her fingers tightened around his shaft, each stroke slow and measured. Was she awake or in an erotic dream brought on by the drugs. No matter what the case was, he could feel his passion mounting for her.

His fingers delved further south, rubbing around the opening to her sex, hearing her short panting breaths. Still her eyes remained closed and it was so tempting to lean down and kiss her. As he pushed his middle finger against the opening, he felt it give way and then his lips touched hers. Slowly and methodically, his finger moved between the soft folds of skin, feeling the muscles contracting around it.

The heat of her sex permeated into the pores of his fingers, her hips responding to his actions while his lips pressed harder against her panting lips. He moaned into her mouth his own lustful sound as her fingers squeezed his shaft harder and now becoming more demanding in their quest. "Ohhh," he moaned feeling her lips open against his and wondering if she would wake from her dreamlike state.

Naomi's eyes moved restlessly beneath her closed lids. Her head tossed slowly from side to side as the strange fire burned and roared inside of her. She wanted to curl around her womb. There was a pulsing ache between her legs and a soft touch pushed that fire to burn hotter. Something pushed into her wet passage as lips pressed against her own.

Her heart thumped loudly in her ears as she struggled to wake. Her hands came up to press against a muscular, wide chest. Her initial question was swallowed by a sweet kiss that teased her lips and tongue to dance. Her tiny moans fed the kiss. She lost herself to the bold, slow kisses that commanded her to respond. That coaxed her to play. Her body fully aware though her mind was only half awake.

Naomi's dark blue eyes opened wide when and her body froze still when the finger thrust hard inside her. Pushing deeper than it had before. Breathless, she pulled away from the intoxicating kisses and tried to look at who was with her. To see who was making her body burn with passion.

"J-j-jack?" She gasped his name, her body convulsing around his finger.

Naomi awakens

She was responding to his kiss, her tongue coming out of its hiding place to flick at his tongue and lips. His lips pressed harder for a moment, drawing back, taking a breath and then pressing against her soft lips once more.

Was it possible she would remain in dream-like state throughout the passionate encounter? His cock was aching and he could feel the sensations building deep inside him. His moans were growing louder as her hand began to pump his staff faster.

Her body was getting more agitated as he teased her sex passage, slowly sinking his finger deeper inside her. The way her hips began to move encouraged Jack to begin thrusting his finger faster inside her hot canal. And then it happened.

Out of the corner of his eye he saw her eyelids flicker, open, close, and then open again as if she were trying to find out where she was. One hand moved to his broad chest but the other hand never relinquished her hold on his shaft. Her eyes flew open, her mouth pulling away from his as she recognized him.

They were both breathing hard and he didn't want this to end abruptly as she stammered, calling out his name. "Yes Naomi it's me. I have been by your side the whole time. Your body went into shock and you needed the warmth of my body." He didn't know if she would buy the explanation but they were both so close to releasing their pent up passions.

"Relax Naomi. This will help with the healing," he said not knowing if it would or not but knowing he didn't want it to end. Burying his finger deep inside her, he positioned his thumb onto to her now sensitive clit and began to rub it while his finger twirled inside her.

Naomi's bent knees squeezed together when Jack's finger rubbed against her and twisted inside. Both of her hands clutched the sheets as her body convulsed inside. "Jack? Jack, what's happening? I-" She moaned and gasped as Jack's hand played with her throbbing nub and wet slit. "I feel cold and hot. It's cold but I feel so hot there. Wha--ooooh!"

Her lower back arched into Jack's hand, little shudders trembling between her slender thighs and she panted for breath. Pain from her injuries jarred the marvelous, wicked feelings that were swamping her senses with a growing need that demanded all of her attention.

Blindly, Naomi reached for Jack. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him closer. She needed him close without any barriers. It felt right to have his naked skin pressed against hers. She felt his heart pounding against her own accelerated heartbeat. A hot puff of air pressed against Jack's ear as she moaned again. Each time his fingers pushed inside of her, she mewled against his neck.

Jack brings Naomi to the edge of her climax

When Jack started teasing Naomi's nub and passage, her hand dropped off his hard shaft, seeing her hands clutch the sheets. She was asking him what was happening to her, saying she was feeling cold and hot as he rubbed her sensitive jewel. He could only conclude, that while her eyes were open, she was still under the influence of the drugs.

His finger inside her bent upward to find the soft skin of her G-Spot and when he rubbed it, he hips arched off the bed, her body trembling with lust and passion. He moaned into another kiss when her arms wrapped around his neck, pulling his against her, holding on as her body began to gyrate against his hand.

His own desire was put on hold for the moment as he kissed her neck, feeling her hard nipples boring into his chest, while his finger and thumb continued to raise her passion level higher. He was trying to be careful with her, knowing her injuries had to be causing her pain whenever she moved. But there was no doubt her body had taken over and was wanting to experience an orgasm.

He was holding her tightly, her hot panting breaths getting louder in his ear while her hips joined his fingers in elevating her passion. His own breathing was ragged, his cock free of her hand for the moment, rubbed seductively along her hips. Push and pulling his finger inside her, it was soon joined by another finger, stretching her passage wider. With every touch of his thumb on her clit, her hips jerked and gyrated against his hand.

The time was near and Jack sensed she was about to lose all sense of reality for a few moments. Breathlessly he kissed her neck, his tongue running up to her ear and then he whispered, "Cum for me Naomi. Let yourself feel the freedom of cumming on my hand." The words seem to incite something inside her as he heard a loud growl spill from her lips.

Naomi's body bowed into a perfect arch. The top of her head pressed against the bed, her sternum pushed into Jack's chest and her groin fought to meet his prying fingers that tormented her tender passage to erupt in a flood of sweet desire.

The movement caused her aching ribs to strike lightning pain across her middle. Her nipples were painfully hard and needed something to touch them. It felt like mini-explosions were erupting behind her closed eyes as her body crested in waves of her first orgasm. The tender pink passage greedily convulsed and squeezed Jack's fingers until it was hard for him to move the two digits inside her.

She fell back on the bed shuddering as her body kept cresting in delirious passion. Her soft whimpering cries were hushed by Jack's passionate kiss. He settled between her wet legs and thrust his hardness in the pleasure soaked valley. It felt natural for her to hook her legs over his hips. To gather him closer to her. She could feel his length move against her and a wave of need rose higher each time the swollen head brushed over her nub. He rocked his body against her in a fierce beat that crushed her into the bed.

He felt right to her. The weight of him. The way he moved against her. It all felt right. Even with the streaks of pain touching her sensitive nerves. She didn't want to stop what was happening. Jack held her, crushed her small body to his and drove his hard staff between her legs until his breathing stuttered into loud groans. He stiffened in sudden jerks and Naomi could feel a weighty fluid spew between them in mighty bursts.

Groaning, Jack took over her mouth with a drugging kiss that softened to little nibbles. Shuddering from the waves of release that ebbed slower inside her, Naomi didn't resist when Jack pulled her head to rest beneath his chin and wrapped her up in his arms. Safe in his arms and reacting to her first orgasm, Naomi fell into a deep sleep. Her body exhausted from the accident, pills and the sensual release.

Jack and Naomi snuggle, Brad arrives

As Naomi rode the wild wave of her orgasm, her body trembling and rocking against his hand, Jack felt his own desire boiling over. She lay back on the bed, each breath gasping for more air. He knew he couldn't wait any longer, moving between her legs, placing his cock against the wetness of valley between her thighs.

He thought of pushing his shaft into her wet passage but she seemed to be still in a dream-like state. Jack wanted her fully awake when he penetrated her for the first time. For all he knew, she would wake from her drug-induced sleep and read him the riot act for teasing her while she was unconscious.

Pushing his shaft against her mound sent waves of lust throughout his body. His breathing became rougher, more raspy as the sensitivity in his shaft grew stronger. The actions of his hips drove her body into the soft mattress but she didn't seem to mind as her legs hooked around his as if they were really fucking, except he was not buried deep inside her.

It didn't take long for the sensations to build to the point of exploding and then there was no holding back. He moaned, his eyes closing hard as he tried to stop the inevitable but then his shaft throbbed, shooting a thick stream of seed onto her belly, while her fingers dug into his shoulders.

Moving from between her thighs, he was amazed Naomi was still seemingly in a drugged state. Wrapping his arms around her, he pulled her tight against him as a protective friend would do. Soon he heard her soft deep breathing and Jack eased out of bed, finding a warm wet wash cloth to wipe down her body.

Climbing back into bed, he cuddled with her, thinking about what they had just done. There was no doubt he had wanted her back in college and he smirked thinking he still didn't have her even though they both climaxed. He fell asleep holding her until he heard noises out in the living area.

Jack slowly moved away from Naomi who stirred a little. Pulling on his boxer shorts, he walked out to see Brad stumbling a little from too much alcohol. Jack told him about Naomi having an accident and she was sleeping in his room. He assured Brad that he could have the spare bedroom until the remodeling was done on his place.

Brad smiled at Jack. "Maybe I should check this chick out," he stammered.

"There'll be plenty of time for you to check her out buddy. Right now you need to get some sleep. You smell like a brewery."

Brad laughed and headed off to the spare bedroom. Taking a quick shower in the adjoining bathroom, he fell into bed wondering what this chick looked like as his eyelids closed tight for the night.

Jack went back into his bedroom, waking Naomi to take more drugs. He saw her smile as he groaned from any movement. When she had drank the water, she looked at him and he smiled, slipping off his boxers and slipping into bed next to her. He gathered her into his arms and then feel asleep.

Reluctantly, Naomi felt herself pull away from the comforting arms of sleep. She snuggled into the firm and hot body that she was curled around. The movement woke up all her aches and pains. Streaks of jarring sensations vied for her attention. Her mouth felt dry as sandpaper and her throat was sore. A dull ache pounded in her head and it felt like her whole chest had been pounded to dust by something large.

Then she realized that she was naked.

Naomi fought to wake up, rubbing a fist against her eyes and the sleepy crusts fell from the corner of her eyes. She pulled the blanket down and tried to see who she was wrapped up next to. She remembered parts of the accident, hospital and-- Jack.

Her head tilted back on a strong arm, her long hair cascading off her shoulders and falling behind. She was in Jack's arms. Their limbs were entwined around each other and, despite their height difference, they seem to fit each other well. Then she realized that he was naked too and a hot blush scorched her. His hand was holding her hip, her nipples were pressed into his chest and--that must be his--Naomi hid her face against Jack.

She stayed there for a long time. Snippets of the erotic dream she had came back to her. She wondered if it was really a dream or something that happened. The feel of his hard on pressing against her felt much more familiar than it should...

Naomi blushed as she worked her way out of Jack's arms. She's been attracted to him from the very first, but she didn't want to get involve with anyone. She needed to concentrate on school. Then they became good friends and she didn't want to ruin the friendship by becoming a passing fling. She's seen how casually he dated and there were a lot of girls that went in and out of his life. She didn't want to be one of those girls. So she insisted that they be friends.

Now... if the dream wasn't a dream?

It was too dark to really see anything but vague outlines. She felt around and found a shirt. It was Jack's. She could smell his cologne on it. She smiled as she pulled it on. It was long enough to cover most of her.

She had to be careful as she walked. There were aches and pains in places that she wasn't used to. Naomi made her way to the bathroom, did what she needed to do, washed her hands and then drank several handfuls of water from the sink. She looked in the medicine cabinet and found Advil. She took two and drank some more water to wash it down.

Suddenly, her whole body grew heavy and exhaustion pressed down on her. Naomi made her way back to bed, thought hard and pulled off Jack's shirt. She crawled back into bed and sighed as Jack pulled her back into his arms.

Jack leaves Naomi sleeping in the morning

Sleep for Jack was fitful at best. He had wrapped Naomi in a cocoon type embrace and every time she moved he heard her soft moans of pain. When she settled down, and fall asleep, he would drift off until the next mournful sounds filled the bedroom.

One time during the night, he felt her arms pulling on his and then she was gone. He wondered where she was going but he was so tired that he couldn't move a muscle. He heard sounds coming from the bathroom and soon after he felt movement on the mattress. When he felt her naked body slide against his, he smiled as he drifted back to sleep with Naomi safely in his arms. Once during the night, he heard her moaning and got up to get her more water and drugs. After taking the drugs, her eyes closed and soon she was in a deep sleep.

Waking up, Jack looked around the darkened room wondering if it was time to get up. He had closed all the window blinds so it remained dark in the bedroom from the morning sun. The clock on his nightstand at the showed 7:00 am and he knew he had to go to the store to fill a prescription for Naomi along with soup and other supplies. Pulling his arm out gently from under her neck, he felt her stirring but she didn't open her eyes.

Dressing quickly, he walked out into the kitchen area to see Brad already awake, waiting for the coffee to brew, wearing only his gym shorts. He was amazed at how much they were built the same. "So how did you sleep after a night of drinking?"

Brad laughed. "I slept like a baby. Looks like you are going somewhere early on a Saturday."

Jack told him he had to go to the store and he would be gone for about an hour. "I gave Naomi her drugs about five this morning so she probably won't wake up until after I come back. Would you mind looking in on her a couple of times to make sure she is alright?" Jack didn't think it was any of Brad's business what happened last night between he and Naomi.

"Sure thing buddy," Brad said watching Jack open the door to the garage.

"It you need me, call my cell phone."

"Don't worry Jack. I'll call if anything is wrong." Brad smiled at Jack as he closed the door.

Brad sat at the kitchen counter, drinking a cup of coffee when he heard a noise come from Jack's bedroom. Opening the door slowly he saw it was still dark in the room. Looking at Jack's bed, he saw the woman lying on the bed with no covers on her body. Even in the darkness, there was enough light coming through the cracks in the blinds for him to see her womanly charms on display. Walking closer to the bed, he saw her stirring and then a soft moan came from her as if she were saying something.

Nightmares

Naomi was running in the dark. The feel of feet pounding on pavement reverberated up her body and all she could hear was the choking rasps of her fear stoked breathes. A weight pressed on her. Danger surrounded her. She had to run! Run! Can't stop running or it'll get her!

The sheet twisted around her as she tossed in her sleep. It wound tightly around her leg and torso. She felt trapped. She cried out in fear. Anxious pants and little grunts stirred the silent room as she fought off the cloying attack. It only took a few minutes for her to push and kick the sheet off but it felt much longer in her nightmare.

Naomi wrapped her arms around her middle and she curled into herself. Fear driven shudders shook her petite form and she called out in a broken voice, "Jack! Jack!"

She was so cold. So cold.

A fever heightened in her bruised and battered body. She gave off so much heat that the covers were too much but being uncovered was a torture of coldness that invaded her to her bones.

Brad climbs into bed with Naomi

Brad stood motionless by the bed, listening to the woman call Jack's name. He saw the sheet and blanket strewn on the other side of her, leaving her naked and shivering before him. But the thing that struck him was the way she was the way she was holding her arms out as if wanting Jack to lay with her. When he attempted to put the sheet and blanket on her, she simply shrugged them off.

Brad knew he shouldn't pretend to be Jack but then Jack wasn't here. He had left just a few minutes ago and according to Brad's figures he wouldn't be back for an hour or maybe longer. He knew where Jack had to go shopping and if the traffic was bad, he could be gone for longer than the two hours.

Thinking she needed to stay warm, Brad lay on the bed next to her and suddenly she was snuggling up against him. He quickly put his arm under her head and pulled her naked body against his, feeling her hard nipples bore into his chest.

Pulling a sheet over them, he whispered in her ear. "It's alright Naomi. I'm here." Brad hoped she didn't detect a difference in his voice. It was amazing that the two cousins while looking like twins, also had almost the same voice.

Pushing his thigh between hers, he felt her try to snuggle closer and a hand slide along his gym shorts. His free hand slid up and down her arm and then over her back trying to keep her warm as she continued to shiver in his embrace. He loved the way she fit into his body, her head buried in his neck, feeling her lips open and her tongue flicking at his skin. Brad hoped that Jack would not come back too soon because it could get really messy if he was caught in bed with her.