Page 48 of The Love Penalty

“You don’t have to take care of me, you know. I’ve gotten hurt before and kept myself alive.” The smile he gives me is tender but a little sad. Something in the way he says that bothers me.I’ve kept myself alive.I can’t imagine his family not caring for him when he was hurt before. Unless he didn’t tell them because he didn’t want them to worry. Now that sounds like something he would do.

I swallow hard and shake my head at him. “As if you could get rid of me that easily. You will let me take care of you and dote on you like a mother hen, and you will not complain about it. Understand me?”

I give him my most stern expression and he sighs and says, “Yes, ma’am.” I catch his satisfied smile as we walk into the bathroom.

I turn the water on and wait for it to get hot, then help Robbie out of his sweatshirt, making sure not to bump his left arm. He takes off the rest of his clothes and I do too. I’m trying hard to fight the urge to cover myself as we stand there completelynaked, staring at each other. He’s trying hard not to look at my breasts. I give him a delighted smirk and his nostrils flare with desire. I walk up to him and wind my arms around his waist, stepping closer and then pressing a kiss right above his heart. I can feel him growing hard against me but before I lose all sense, I grab his good hand and guide him to the shower.

As promised, I dote on him and smack his hand when he tries to reach for the washcloth. I make him stand there under the hot water as I lather it up with soap and run it across his perfect collarbones and chest, down his defined abs and back up the sides. I turn him around and do the same with his broad back and narrow waist, pressing myself against him in a hug when I am done. He turns back around and kisses me slowly but intently. His tongue is eager and hot against mine and he pulls me in closer so I can feel his erection against my stomach.

I slowly run my hand down his chest and tease him before taking him in my hand. He groans in my mouth and bites my lower lip, soothing it with a lick almost immediately. He’s panting as he pulls back and says, “You don’t have to do that.”

“Shh. Let me take care of you. Please,” I say and nip at his jaw. Robbie’s blue eyes are mostly black as his pupils dilate in pleasure. He gives me a nod and that’s all I need to drop down to my knees. He makes a choking sound like he can’t believe this is happening but that quickly turns into a moan as I take him in my mouth.

Fuck, he feels so good. His cock is thick and while I only got a few minutes to play with it earlier, I can see now that my mouth alone is not enough. I tease him a bit around the head and lick my way from the base to the tip a few times before taking him as deep as I can. Then I wrap one of my hands around his base and twist in rhythm with my bobbing. Robbie is panting and moaning my name and I need to reach down and touch myself with my free hand to relieve some of the pressure. Holy fuck,giving him a blow job got me so close to my own orgasm. I start to moan as well.

His hand finds my hair and fists it, and that little pinprick of pain makes me come almost immediately. I moan and gasp around his cock and his voice is rough when he bends over me and says, “Fuck, I’m close.” His cock hits the back of my throat and I swallow around him but he doesn’t come yet. I look up and see him hanging on, fighting his release. I pull out with a pop and continue stroking him as his hips stutter and he lets go of my hair to steady himself on the shower door.

“Fuck, you look absolutely wrecked,” I rasp out and his eyes fly open and latch onto mine. I pick up the speed of my strokes and angle myself up more so that he can come all over my breasts. He groans out my name as he does and his body stutters and shakes until he slumps over me.

I stand up and guide him to lean back against the shower wall as I use the washcloth to clean myself. Robbie watches me through half lidded eyes the whole time, his fist clenched like he wants to take over and do it for me. But he’s too tired and spent and I’m not the one that needs looking after right now.

I turn off the water, go up to Robbie and kiss him against the shower wall, leaning my full weight into him as I do, my palms flat against his chest. I can feel his heart beating fast so I slow our kiss down and bring my head to his neck. His good arm wraps around me in a tight embrace. We stay like that for another minute until we start to get cold. Then we towel off, put on underwear and I re-tie Robbie’s sling. He lays on his back in bed and I curl up beside him, next to his good arm, gripping his fingers with one hand and holding on to his bicep with another.

“Hey, Olive?”

“Yes, Bobbert?”

He chuckles, “You’re the best.”

“No, you are,” I say and kiss his shoulder. “Goodnight.”

“Goodnight, love.”

TWENTY-SEVEN

Robbie

Wakingup next to Olivia might be my favorite thing in the world. She’s a big cuddler, which I did not expect. I think physical contact might be one of her secret love languages, because even though she doesn’t seem to enjoy it from most people, she always melts when she’s in my arms. She spent the whole night cuddling me and, if my arm wasn’t in a sling, I would be spooning the heck out of her.

We were both so tired that we turned off our early alarms in favor of sleeping in. Even though that means our plans for the day are all jumbled, I don’t want to leave this bed. I get up to use the restroom and when I’m back, Olivia is still asleep, her head on my pillow. She has a small frown on her face and I trace my thumb against her forehead to smooth it out. I let my hand wander a bit, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear and moving to her jaw. Her lips part and she lets out a soft sigh that makes me smile.She’s so perfect.

Looking at her lips reminds me of last night in the shower and how incredible her mouth felt on me. Just thinking aboutit makes me hard again, but as much as I want to spend all day learning every shape and part of her body, we don’t have a lot of time before we have to leave.

I gently wake her up and she blinks at me, then gives me a big smile. “Good morning, Olive.” I bend down and give her a soft kiss, but as I’m pulling away, she follows, nipping at my bottom lip. I chuckle and stand up, wrapping my right arm around her waist and pulling her up to me, peppering her face with kisses.

“Mmm, why are we not still in bed?” she moans against my neck.

“We need to check out and get some food before we leave.”

She sighs and looks up at me, stealing one more kiss. “So, we’re really going to do this? Long distance relationship and all?”

“I’m all in if you are.”

“Do I get to give you another nickname now?”

“Only if it’s cute and affectionate.”

“Oh yeah, like, baby?” she says, laughter in her eyes.

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