Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 25761 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 129(@200wpm)___ 103(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25761 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 129(@200wpm)___ 103(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
“Dammit. Look at me!” I thunder.
That gets her attention. Her eyes fly up to meet mine.
“What?”
I grip my towel again, twisting it so hard now that my knuckles are white.
“Sweetheart, you have to talk to me. You haven’t been yourself all week, and you keep feeding me bullshit about everything being fine, when it’s obvious you’re not fine at all. What the fuck is going on? Why won’t you tell me? You know I’ll do anything to help.”
Tears shimmer in her eyes and my anger dissipates suddenly. Dropping next to her, I cradle her face gently in my hands while tilting her head up to look into those big brown eyes.
“Something’s wrong, sweetheart. I don’t know if you’re feeling sick or if I’ve done something to hurt you, but you’ve got to tell me, baby. I want to help you, but I can’t if you won’t let me in. It’s eating me alive seeing you so upset and I fucking hate it. Now let me into your brain!”
Chrissy’s lips starts quivering, and then a loud sob erupts from her like an escaped beast bursting from its cage. She drops her face into her hands and cries violently, her shoulders shaking while I hold her helplessly.
“Shh, baby, it’s going to be okay,” I whisper desperately. “Whatever it is, you can tell me. I’m not going anywhere.”
She starts shaking her head.
“No. No, it’s not you. It’s me. I’m messing everything up.”
I sit back and stroke the damp curls from her face.
“Hey, hey, hey. That’s not true. You haven’t messed up anything, sweetheart. Why would you say that?”
Wrapping my arms around her, I lift her into my lap, enjoying the feel of these sweet curves in my arms. I rub slow circles on her back, hoping to offer her comfort so that she can confront whatever it is that’s dragging her down. But Chrissy merely buries her face in my chest as my shirt grows damp with her tears.
I press my lips to the top of her head and whisper, “Talk to me, baby. I can help you.”
She hiccups miserably again.
“I … I’m not living up to my side of the bargain. It isn’t fair to you.”
I squint, confused.
“What do you mean? You’ve got to explain this bargain to me because I’m lost here, hon.”
She trembles and hiccups again, wiping furiously at the tears on her cheeks.
“When we first met, you made clear that you were looking for a woman who you could finally be with in every way. Someone who could accommodate you fully, and accept you to the very base.”
I nod.
“That’s true, and you have. So what’s wrong?”
Chrissy hiccups miserably again.
“Yes and I was so happy to be the woman who could do that for you. But you’ve noticed that’s changed recently right? That it’s been harder and harder to work yourself in, and then that last time, you couldn’t even get it all the way in.”
I stare at her.
“But sweetheart, there are a lot of reasons for that. Maybe I just wasn’t getting you aroused enough, or maybe the lube we were using expired—”
She cuts me off.
“No, it’s not that Sanford. I’ve gotten too tight from working out, and from the intense sex too. Orgasms give you a tighter pussy, as do squats and lunges, so I’m not the perfect girl for you anymore. You want someone who enjoys the same things as you, such as working out and sex. You want someone with the same interests. If I can’t do these things with you, then where does that leave us?” she cries. “Nowhere!”
I stare at the beautiful woman, utterly stumped.
“I mean, I noticed that we were having trouble getting it in all the way the last few times, but I didn’t think anything of it, sweetheart. It’s not a big deal.”
“Not a big deal?!?!” Chrissy screeches. “Fully penetrative, balls-deep sex is what you hired me for! What am I, if I can’t even do that?”
I stare at her with surprise.
“But it’s fine, honey. I’m sure we’ll find a way around it. We can solve this. It’s not the end of the world.”
She stares at me again.
“Sanford, I don’t want to put you in a bad position. I don’t want to force you into a corner where you only have bad choices!”
I take her face in my hands and hold it gently while staring into those brown eyes.
“Look at me, baby.”
There’s a moment of silence between us while I give her a minute to collect herself.
“Making love with you is amazing, honey, and there’s no such thing as a bad choice when it comes to us. Your sole value in this relationship is not just about me fitting my whole dick inside you. Of course, that’s what kicked our relationship off, but it’s grown to be way more than that, wouldn’t you say? Of course, I love being inside you, but the way you make me feel in my heart and my mind are so much more important. Don’t you know you’re so much more to me than some random escort who can take me to the hilt?”