I bit a little harder—she mewled.

Harder still and she cried out joyfully.

Good, she liked a little pain. I hoped that meant she’d love a flogger or a paddle.

As I sucked and bit, I found her clit, still swollen and hard. While I enjoyed biting her tit, I fucked her cunt again, my thumb rubbing hard circles on her clit. She was writhing, moaning, and once more her shudders echoed through my fingers. I adored the sounds she made—she mewled, moaned, and finally cried loudly as she climaxed. I loved a woman who wasn’t afraid to show her enjoyment. She was fucking addictive and I wanted more. I kissed her again, my fingers still inside that hot cunt. She clung to my mouth, groaning against it as her orgasm finally subsided. When I touched her clit, she jumped, and I knew it was time to let her get her breath back and relax. Somehow, I managed to get a cover over us both and I held her tight. I definitely didn’t want to let this woman go.

How the fuck could someone I’d only met a few days ago become so addictive and desirable?

I couldn’t answer, but I knew she was someone special. She curled her body against mine and I didn’t give a damn about the pain shooting across my stomach. I’d put up with being shot again to have her this close to me.

Funny how someone I’d just met could worm her way into my heart. I was very relaxed with her. It felt perfect. She closed her eyes and I kissed them both. She gave a little grin but didn’t open them. I watched her sleep until it became catching.

****

When I opened my eyes, I saw the clouds from earlier this morning had now filled the sky with a heavy threatening blackness. Then I heard thunder. That must have been what woke me, I realized. In our sleep, Anabelle and I had twined around each other. As I straightened my leg, a bolt of pain shot up it as lightning split the sky. Anabelle stirred and stretched.

She glanced out the window and murmured. I had to listen carefully as she spoke.

“A storm, did I hear thunder?”

“Mm. It woke us both.”

She uncurled herself from my body and half sat. We rearranged the pillows so we could both watch the spectacle unfolding. Another clap of thunder, another streak of lightning, and then the wind began howling.

“Oh damn. I’ve left the doors open.”

“Stay there. I’ll shut them.”

Famous last words. I fully struggled upright and somehow managed to get to my feet. I had no idea how I got downstairs and shut the house. The pain in my stomach had me almost doubled over and my thigh was throbbing. Even though I tried hard to stay a comfortable position, the fact we’d curled around each other in our sleep had done the damage. I tried to ignore it, but the pain was intense.

When I hobbled back into the bedroom, Anabelle took one glance at me and shook her head.

“John, you’re in pain!”

“It will go. Can I steal a couple of your aspirins?”

“Bathroom, in the cabinet.”

Half-walking and half-staggering, I managed to get to the bathroom and take a couple of tablets.Damn, this was embarrassing. This beautiful woman didn’t deserve a cripple like me. I went back to her and sat on the edge of the bed.

“I’m very sorry, Anabelle, you don’t deserve this.”

She seemed indignant as she replied, “Hell, John, don’t you dare say that! I…” She blushed but continued. “I enjoyed myself.”

“Yes, but I can’t make love to you the way you deserve. I can’t even bloody sleep without waking in pain.”

The smile she gave me made my heart flip. She reached out and took my hand.

“I understand completely. At the moment we can’t, um … go the whole hog, but that doesn’t mean we can’t enjoy ourselves, does it?”

“No. No, it doesn’t.”

“Then come back and enjoy the storm with me. You certainly can’t walk back in this.”

She pointed out the window and I saw the rain had started. It beat heavily against the windows and the trees bent and swayed madly. I sat next to her, getting into the bed on the other side and I made sure this time my good leg was closest to her. Thank goodness my leg and shoulder had been damaged on the same side. I was able to put my arm around her and gather her close. She laid her head against my chest and I decided this was how my life should be.

The storm raged.