TouchStone for giving (The Story of Us Trilogy) by Sydney Jamesson Page B

straddling him. He bends back
    my legs, just below the knee and keeps my bandaged feet off the floor. He’s restraining himself and
    giving me a comfortable and painless experience.
    “Better?”
    “Better.” I smile, literally swept off my feet by his selflessness. “Do you feel punished yet?” I
    watch a smile flicker across his lips. He’s so turned-on, I can feel his erection pressing into my crutch
    and yet he’s not doing a thing to ease his discomfort. He has gifted himself to me.
    Pushing against his strong hands I lift myself and bundle up my nightie around my thighs. With less
    material between us, I feel his flexing cock against my saturated skin. I pull at my panties, moving
    them aside, giving him access to my sex. Using his upper body strength and his biceps, he elevates my
    knees, giving me the height I need to take him inside me. This is exactly what I asked for: hot, wet,
    gentle sex.
    In one slow, slick glide he’s inside, lowering me slowly until our bodies are touching. I feel the full
    length of him from shaft to tip. I watch his lips twitch and part, and his breath catch. Then he settles.
    “Let’s take this slow Elizabeth,” he whispers, sending a wave of hot breath across my eyelids.
    “I’ve missed you Ayden.” I stroke his cheekbones with my fingertips. “I’ve missed having your
    mouth and your hands on me.” He listens attentively and I see tiny droplets of perspiration forming on
    his brow. “Talk to me . Elizabeth won’t be doing any punishing today.”
    He’s smiling devotedly and the skin around his eyes is forming into shallow lines. “She won’t?”
    “No. It’s just you and me. It’s always been you and me.”
    “I know Beth. But I’m not wearing any protection. I can’t come inside you.”
    “I don’t care. I need you. I belong to you.” I kiss him passionately. He kisses me back and his
    voracious tongue does what it does best, fucks me. It swallows me up, wraps itself around my heart
    and makes me ache for him. I need to come. “I can’t stop Ayden.” I pull away, gasping, fisting his
    hair.
    “Then come. I’m here for you, inside you the way you live inside me Beth. I belong to you. Do you
    hear me?”
    I’m kissing his chin and sucking on his bottom lip, nibbling moist flesh. “Yes, yes, I hear you.”
    “If that fucker had got to you it would have killed me!” He’s shaking his head and struggling to
    deal with the thought. The night sky in his eyes has lost some of its sparkle and misty clouds are
    forming an opaque film, dousing some of the fire.
    “Poor baby.” I kiss away the approaching storm. “Nothing will come between us Ayden. You can
    take me back to bed, you don’t have to hold me like this.” I run my hands down his flexing arms,
    feeling his muscular strength under my fingers.
    “I’ve got you. I won’t let you go.”
    I can do no more than wrap my arms around his neck and cry. All the fear and pain of the previous
    night swallows me up and I sob until every last drop of fear has dissolved. He’s rocking me, and I feel
    his erection clinging to the walls of my vagina. Between sobs I pull him deeper into me, hold onto
    him, feeling safe and loved.
    Our harmonious union ends with a cathartic crescendo of emotion, fuelled by passion and the
    realisation of what could have happened. Ayden looks mournful and guilty and I see a plea for
    forgiveness still lingering in his eyes. He cannot face me.
    “Look at me.” He returns his eyes to mine. “I forgive you Ayden for leaving me. I forgive you for
    forgetting to tell the security guys to watch over me. I’ll forgive you anything but not this. Stop being
    so hard on yourself!” I shrug away any remaining doubts. “See, now there’s nothing to forgive.”
    His nod and soft smile says it all.
    I glance around the room for the first time. “Being here with you is the best medicine.”
    He kisses my mouth and rubs my nose with his. “Let’s get you back to bed. Doctor’s