Nurse Joy All American Novels & Stories

“Let him watch. Let him see how beautifully you take my cock.” “Jax, please—” My voice cracked, but my body betrayed me. My pussy clenched hard around him at the sick thrill, another gush of wetness coating his shaft. He’s still fucking me. Dad’s best friend is railing me on the balcony where a stranger can see everything—my tits bouncing, my face twisted in pleasure.

JoJo was surprisingly not hitting on anyone,much to my surprise. "You two done?"he asked,I nodded. The hospital looked festive,the old man had a point,the place looked serene. "Am taking him home with me"I said,JoJo got up and placed his ear pods away. I left to go see the head nurse,she was around forty,a bit old looking,but had nice black natural hair. An African woman,she had gorgeous skin that shone. "Happy new Year lovely"JoJo said,if he didn't hit on her,nurse Fumi,then I knew that something must be wrong somewhere.

But it hadn’t worked. The Cobra still found him. Still tried to kill him. And now Aunt Joy was fighting for her life. All because of him. Just then, the nurse from earlier came in again. This time with a very sad face. "Nurse thank God you are back" Alex added in a worried tune. "How was the operation? Is she awake now? Can I go and see her ?" Nurse?" "I'm sorry sir but she didn't make it, she is dead!" The nurse broke the news to him and immediately exited the room.

Joy gulped down her pride and fury somehow, and then suddenly broke out in a smile when she remembered something. “Xeon,” she sweetly said. “You wouldn’t dare, nerd,” Dre lashed out as if understanding what Joy was up to. “What ?” Joy innocently said. “I just wanted to talk to your mate about drunk, grown ass boys singing nursery rhymes in pee puddles on the middle of the road; crying in the middle of a hunt when a rabbit bit a freaking ranked wolf; getting lost in Ninja school on the first day and ending up locked in a women’s bathroom stall; pooping in your Ninja instructor’s shoes; getting a tat on your- ,” she trailed off when Dre suddenly growled.

She did everything with exact precision, like someone who couldn’t afford a single mistake. Other nurses filled the room with chatter, asking about his favorite meals or teasing him for being the ‘crash kid with nine lives’ Joy never did. And somehow, that made her more interesting. Juda had always been surrounded by noise, people who spoke to be heard, girls who smiled for attention, friends who laughed too loud. But Nurse Joy was the opposite. She didn’t seek attention. She commanded space simply by existing in it. And the fact that he couldn’t get a read on her drove him absolutely insane.

Joyce shouted at her. Joyce noticed her nervousness and laughed out aloud. Florence tucked her tail between her legs and dashed out of that place. She didn’t look back even once. Joyce laughter echoed throughout the forest and birds flew away from the trees. ... When Anayka reached the hospital, everyone’s face was grim. Nobody smiled at her and the usual cheerfulness had disappeared completely. She looked at the friendly receptionist to ask what’s wrong. But the minute she made eye contact with her, she turned her head away.

Ada said in a shaky voice. “What could that possibly be?” Mma asked. “When we finish eating, I would tell everyone.” Mma looked at her like she knew what she wanted to say and she didn’t want her to say it. The door opened before anyone could actually start eating, and a voice said, “Honey, I am home, I am back, baby.” Everyone at the table turned towards the door and was shocked to see Joy standing there in a little red dress. Ada felt her heart sink; she couldn’t breathe; she felt like the walls were closing in on her.

Now, her sharp gaze locked onto me immediately. “Where have you been?” Joy demanded, her voice laced with a mix of concern and suspicion. “I was looking everywhere for you. Auntie Amalia told me you hadn’t even left the house yet.” I couldn’t help the small, genuine smile that spread across my face. “I was with Crissy,” I replied, my tone bright with lingering happiness. “We finally reconciled.” Joy’s eyes widened, and for a moment, disbelief clouded her expression. She uncrossed her arms, stepping closer as if to read the truth written on my face. “What did you just say?” Her voice dropped, heavy with skepticism. “And you believed her? Again?”

I answered with all sincerity. Nathaniel Rivera was every woman's dream. A gift I had fumbled with weeks ago. Joyce squealed and smoothed her hair. “Do you think I stand a chance? Would someone like him ever notice someone like me?” I chuckled. “You're perfect, Joyce. Any man would be crazy not to notice you.” Her cheeks warmed as she pulled me into her arms. “Thanks, Amira.” Then she straightened. “Hungry? I know the way to the staff dinning room.”

Joy whispered. Only then did Vera feel reassured, she did not forget to glance at Elias and then left with a smile. The watch she got for Joy was not an ordinary watch, it was a smart watch that could know where the user is. When her mother didn't come, she had to always check to see if Joy had left the hospital or if anything unusual had happened.