Page 59 of With a Broken Wing
“Sweetheart, let me take care of you.” She hummed, resting against me when I stood us up from the couch.
I carried her into the bedroom and then the bathroom, setting her gently to her feet in front of the vanity before turning on the water. She let me slowly undress her, lifting her shirt over her head and sliding off her shorts.
She crossed her arms over her body and shivered. “Don’t ever hide yourself from me,” I said, pulling her arms back to her side and removing her bra and panties. She stood naked in front of me, her body still shaking.
I quickly stripped off my clothes and tossed them to the floor, pulling her into my arms and stepping into the shower with her. The water ran over her body, and I followed the trail with my fingers. I gently washed her hair and body, kissing every inch of her I could along the way.
“Demetri?” she said, leaning her body back against mine.
“Yes, sweetheart?”
She rested her head on my shoulder. “I really do love you.”
“I love you too.” I brushed my hands down her body, rinsing away the remnants of soap. I pressed my lips against the crook of her neck and folded my arms around her.
“Demetri…”
I turned her around so she was facing me, lifting her face to mine so I could look into her eyes. They were tired, but the pain that had been there at the park had lessened. “Yes, sweetheart?”
“I need you.” She ran her hands up my chest to my neck.
I sighed. “Andy, I… you… I don’t want to hurt you.”
“I’m okay. Please. I need to feel something… good.” Her quiet whine bounced off the shower wall, and the sound went straight to my dick, followed by her hand. “Everything has been numb.”
A wave of guilt washed over me when it twitched in her grasp. The last thing I should be wanting to do was make her come apart, but I lifted her into my arms, and she wrapped her legs around my waist. I turned, and when I pressed her against the tile wall, she gasped, arching her back.
“If it gets to be too much…” I started, rubbing my erection along her already wet entrance.
She sighed, trying to drop her hips for more friction. “Please.”
I covered her lips with mine, sliding her onto my aching cock. The feeling of her stretching around me, combined with the moan that slipped from her mouth, was perfect. I moved slowly, thrusting into Andy while I hungrily devoured her mouth.
The walls of her pussy squeezed me with every movement, and she tightened the grip her legs had on my waist. I wrapped my hand in her hair and pulled her face closer to mine, feeling her nearing the edge when she started to shake.
She pulled her lips from mine, dropping her head onto my shoulder so they rested near my ear. Her body clenched around my cock, and her legs shook. “I love you. Demetri, I love you so much. Oh shit.” The words on her lips broke when she came, her body collapsing against me.
I held her to me, sliding into her a few more times until I filled her. “I love you too, sunshine. More than I’ve ever loved anything.”
I wokeup with a headache and unable to move. Strong arms were wrapped around me, and I was held tightly to Demetri’s muscular chest. The smell of oak and mint seeped through me. I wiggled as I tried to slip from his arms, but he closed them tighter around me.
Memories from the night before flooded my mind when I snuggled against him. The way he’d cried against my hair when he found me and then held me until I stopped shaking. A chill made its way down my spine when I thought about how gentle he was washing me in the shower, carefully caressing my skin, and then how he made me come apart in his arms. He held me like I would break.
My body had been exhausted, torn apart from adrenaline and too many days in the dark, but the heat that had rushed to my center last night returned again this morning. I nestled my body against Demetri, humming when I kissed his neck.
He grumbled, his lips against the top of my head. “It’s too early. Go back to sleep.”
“Please, Demetri?” I licked his ear, and he groaned.
“Sweetheart, no. You had a rough night.”
“But maybe I can have aroughmorning too?” I hooked my leg over his, pushing myself closer to him.
I rocked my hips against his growing erection, and I ached to touch him. “I don’t want to move too fast for you.” He moved his hand to my thigh, pulling me closer to him. “If I start, I can’t promise to make myself stop. Are you sure you want that?”
I nodded. When my stomach growled, the sound didn’t stop, causing Demetri to chuckle. “You’re hungry.”
“Not really.” I kissed the underside of his chin and then the side. When I ran my tongue along his jawline, he groaned. “Not for food.”
