"You haven't."
"My mistake." He kissed my shoulder. "I love you." He kissed my neck. "I love you." He pulled down the neckline of my hospital gown and kissed my clavicle. "I love you." He tugged on the string behind my neck and pulled the gown down even more. "I love you," he said as he kissed me between my breasts.
It was exactly what I wanted. And more. The machine I was attached to that monitored my heart rate started beeping faster.
He laughed at the machine as he kissed the bruise on my stomach. "I love you." He pushed the fabric to the side and kissed my hip bone. "I love you."
A moan escaped from my lips. I could feel him smile against my skin. My heart was racing and the beeping of the machine was a constant reminder. I could feel myself growing wet each time his lips touched m
