Page 34 of Fractured

“Well, not with anyone else in the room,” she whispers, her arm draped over her eyes, self-conscious.

Sitting up a little more to make room for the sudden pride that’s widening my chest, I gaze down at her. Hell, she really did date some dickheads. “I’m sorry, Kat.” Pulling her arm away from her face, I kiss the tip of her nose. “But I’m glad when you finally had one, it was with me.”

I can no longer hide the shit-eating grin on my face and bend down to smother her cheeks and lips with kisses. I roll off of the bed and walk toward the bathroom to dispose of the condom, wondering how it didn’t rip under the sheer force of that climax.

After washing my hands, I open the shower door and reach in to turn on the water. After checking the temperature, I return to the bed and scoop a giggling Kat into my arms again. As I approach the shower, I lift her slightly, allowing her legs to wrap around my waist. Standing us both under the warm water, I instruct her to hold on while I look for body wash. As I turn, I see a bottle with a coconut on the front. “Ah, manna from heaven.”

Chuckling, she asks, “What are you talking about, Dr. Barnes?”

Laughing, I manage to pour a handful of the tropical soap and begin to rub it across her body and mine. As I stand us both under the spray to rinse the suds, I reach up to wring the water from her gorgeous locks. Turning off the water, I step back out and find a towel to wrap around both of us as I carry her back to the bed. Gently placing her down, I wrap the towel around her and quickly dart back to the bathroom for another. I pad myself quickly and wrap the towel around my waist before returning to her.

“Lie down, kitten.”

I watch as the compliant little minx stretches her still damp body across the sheet, so I can dry her off. After her skin seems sufficiently dry, I towel dry her hair. Tossing the towel to the end of the bed and removing my own, I crawl back under the comforting duvet and snuggle up to her. I’m unable to keep my hands to myself and begin to stroke and fondle her at my leisure, now that I’m no longer distracted by my impatient dick.

I slide her long dark hair to the side and place gentle open-mouthed kisses along her shoulder, her neck, and her back. Gently pushing her so that she’s lying face down, I run my hand up and down her back. Realizing my cock thinks he’s arrived late to the party, he twitches as I hover over her and continue kissing her back and perky little backside. I observe her looking over her shoulder to watch as I take a bite of one creamy ass cheek. Not one to leave anyone out, I bend to offer similar treatment to the other.

As I continue to nibble and kiss her back and sweet little ass, I reach between her legs and begin to stroke.Oh hell, she’s wriggling into my hand. I lean over her and lift her hips, so she’s on all fours before me. Sliding my hands around her, I grip one soft breast with my left hand as I glide my fingers back and forth over her hot, wet pussy. I hear a moan escape as I push two fingers into her waiting heat.

My cock is at full mast now but trying to behave as long as possible. I adjust my position so that I can reach around her hips to rub and pinch her swollen bundle of nerves with my left hand as I drive my fingers into her with my right.

“I need you to come for me.”

“Ohhh.”

“I need to feel your tight little pussy contracting around my fingers, Kat.”

Suddenly, her arms collapse underneath her, and her arms stretch wide, holding on to the bed as I continue to finger fuck her.

“That’s it, baby. You’re so close.” Continuing to rub circles around her clit, I lean down to whisper in her ear.

“Do you need me to pull my fingers out, squeeze your clit while I fuck that sweet pussy with my tongue?”

“Oh my god,” she screams, and I instantly feel the gush of fluid as her body grips onto me. Reaching into the nightstand, I quickly find a condom and sheath my erect cock. Lining up with her entrance, I push forcefully into her, holding onto her hips for support. The sounds of wet flesh and the smell of sex in the air as I slam into her gets my cock even harder. I push one hand down onto the center of her back, grabbing a handful of her luscious hair and fucking her like my life depends on it.

“Fuck, Kat, I’m going to come.”

“Oh god, Nick, please. Please. Please.”

I slam a little harder into her tight body, feeling my balls slap against her with each thrust.

“Oh my god, Nick.” I hear her scream out, her body shaking violently as another orgasm crashes into her. Picturing her face, as she came earlier tonight, I feel the familiar sensation build from the base of my spine and travel straight to my cock.

“Kat!” I growl as I buck into her one last time before emptying into the condom. I try to stay upright, catching my breath, but the night’s activities are catching up with me. For what feels like an eternity, I lie on top of her, completely spent.

Slowly, I withdraw and stand to take care of the condom. As I return to the bed, I see she’s lying on her side, eyes closed, breathing as if she’s been asleep for hours. I climb back in, cover us with blankets and snuggle into her. Knowing how difficult sleep is for her, I relish the feel of her slumbering body against my chest, the sound of her breathing lulling me to sleep.

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Waking to harsh sunlight pouring into the blinds, I squint as I look at the clock.Itreads 6:22 a.m..Holy Shit!It hits me, I’m on call today. Call that started at six o’clock.

I gingerly slide my arm out from under Kat’s sleeping form and roll quietly off of the bed. As difficult as it is for her to sleep, I’m not about to disrupt this tranquil state. I fish around the floor for my clothes and grab my phone and keys. I’ll check in with the service once I’m not at risk of waking her. As I get to the door, I quickly turn back to look at her. I feel my heart squeeze. Anxiety starts to build, causing a bit of unease in my stomach.I’m probably just hungry. I never ate dinner.I head out the door, hoping I haven’t already missed a call.

Kat

I roll over in the bed with a feeling of satisfaction I cannot begin to describe. I can’t keep the wide smile off of my face as I greet the day, arms stretched overhead, feeling the sweet ache of my muscles. Souvenirs from my amazing evening. As I roll toward the god who gave me the best night of my life, I slowly open my eyes, wondering if he wakes looking as ruggedly perfect as he does the rest of the day.

As my eyes accommodate for the bright sunlight, I notice he’s already up. Sitting up, I peer toward the bathroom door. But it’s ajar, and no sounds are coming from that direction. Maybe he’s putting on coffee. He’s so thoughtful.

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