Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 26623 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 133(@200wpm)___ 106(@250wpm)___ 89(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26623 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 133(@200wpm)___ 106(@250wpm)___ 89(@300wpm)
I put some ice in the towel and climbing back on the bed between her legs, held it against her swollen flesh. “Damn baby!” There was more than enough blood on my cock, the sheets and her thighs to give me a fright.
“Are you hurting Alyssa?” The thought that I might’ve done damage to her made me sick. But she shook her head shyly and looked away as her body turned red.
I held the cold pack which she seemed to appreciate against her battered pussy until it begun to melt. Throwing it on the nightstand, I lifted her in my arms and headed back to the sunken tub I’d almost forgotten.
I stepped into the water holding my precious cargo carefully. She hissed when I sat with her on my lap and the hot water stung her pussy. “It’s okay baby, it’ll stop soon I promise.”
I touched her gingerly beneath the water, cleaning her out with my fingers, petting her pussy lips, until she settled down. “That’s a good girl!”
Soon she was moving against my hand, her hips shimmying beneath the water, her legs opening wider. “No baby, no more.” My head said that but my dick was already hard again.
Thank fuck I’m not a green boy who has no control over his dick. But it was close. I wanted to fuck her as much as she wanted me to dig into her snatch again, but that blood on my dick gave me pause.
I kept her in the tub, refilling it twice, until I was satisfied that I’d done all I could to soothe her hurt pussy. I dried her off, wrapped her in my robe that was two sizes too big or more and sat her in the chair in the corner of the master bedroom while I changed the sheets.
She got up to help me.” What’re you doing?” I practically growled at her.
“That’s my job.” Her face was red and she looked like she could barely stand.
“Not today it isn’t now sit where I put you.” I watched her until she obeyed me then went back to what I was doing. That finished, I found one of my old football jerseys and pulled it on over her head before lifting her between the fresh clean sheets.
“Sleep baby you look beat. And when you wake up I want to hear all about why you were crying. Every word!” I gave her a look to let her know I meant what I said.
The dynamics between us had shifted, now I wasn’t asking her as her boss, I was telling her as her man. I got up and took care of my own clothing before grabbing the soiled sheets and heading down to the laundry room.
Once there I stood with the bloody sheets in my hand and a thought struck. I threw everything else into the wash, but that fitted sheet, the one she’d bled all over, I kept.
I wanted that shit as a keepsake, a reminder from this day forth of just who and what she was to me. I folded it as neatly as I could and scoured the kitchen until I found the little machine that vacuum seals things.
When I walked back into the bedroom to put it away she was sound asleep. I sat on the side of the bed looking down at her wondering how life could be so unpredictable, and asking myself how I got so damn lucky.
Now everything made sense. All those times I questioned, she was indeed interested but her shyness held her back. She wasn’t being coy, she was a damn virgin who probably didn’t know the first thing about seducing a man.
And she’d come to me, she’d chosen me, and for the rest of my life I’ll never forget it. I brushed the hair back from her face gently so as not to wake her, and really studied her uninterrupted for the first time.
She’s beautiful, no gorgeous. Her high cheekbones with just a hint of baby roundness, those pouty lips that always look bee stung and all that lush hair, damn I’d lucked out. I wanted to crawl back between her legs and fuck her to kingdom come, but I couldn’t do that to her.
Instead I went downstairs and made her soup, checked the freezer for ice cream and the junk drawer for chips, don’t ask me why. Then I panicked because I didn’t know shit about virgins and what she might need me to do for her.
I checked the medicine cabinet next and breathed a sigh of relief when I saw the over the counter pain meds I had stocked there. Then I sat and waited.
We had hours before the kids came home, which brought me back to the question of why she’d shown up on my doorstep so early and in tears to boot.