little. I know she means well, but fuck that really hurt.
“I wanted to see how much you could feel. I really didn’t mean to do it hard.” She looks a little sad now at the prospect that she actually hurt me.
“Why didn’t you just ask if I could feel what you were doing?”
She shrugs her shoulders. “This was more fun.” She shakes her head. “I won’t bite you anymore. I promise. Now, lay back down.”
“Are you sure you’re not gonna bite me?”
“I’m sure.” She gives me a sheepish smile. “I’m not done yet.”
I’m either crazy or head over heels in love with her. That thought frightens me. I lay my head back down and close my eyes, letting her get back to whatever the hell she has planned.
I think I damn near fall asleep and then I hear her say, “Okay. Can you roll over now?”
Lazily, I pick my head up and look back at her. She’s smiling from ear to ear. “Still not going to tell me?”
She giggles. “Nope.”
I do my best and turn over, laying all the way back, making sure I’m completely comfortable before she begins. Kinlee starts on one leg then goes to the other. There’s a little tingling and pressure but not total feeling.
I was told with the type of fracture that I have, I may not be able to get an erection, and so far, they haven’t lied. Believe me when I say I have tried every trick in the book to make that happen, yet have failed countless times. It’s something I’ve come to terms with. Only time and healing will tell. There’s nothing in this world I wouldn’t do to be able to make love to her again. I still remember how she felt when I buried my dick deep inside her. How wet she used to get when I made her come. All those sweet little noises she used to make. That’s what’s driving me to get myself back to 100%. I can still eat her pussy and slide my fingers in, but nothing comes close to having her wrapped around me.
She leans over me and starts kissing my chest. Her hair falls over her shoulder, landing on my chest, feeling like pure silk. I love it when she trails that hair on my skin. She starts going down further, further, and then she pushes my legs out, knees bent.
“Kinlee?” I look down and meet her gaze.
“Please just trust me,” she whispers. There’s a hint of self-doubt in her voice, but I don’t pay attention to that. Those beautiful eyes that are staring right at me keep me calm. If she didn’t have my trust, there’s no way in hell I’d let her put me in this situation.
I only nod my head and do my best to relax. It’s kind of hard to do when you don’t know what she’s got planned, but I guess I’ll go with it. She’s proved to me that she’s in this for the long haul this time and I have no reason to doubt her. At least, I hope not.
I hear her messing with something, a few curse words are muttered, and then, “Ah, there we go,” is mumbled.
“God, what are you doing?” This feeling is odd. I can feel a vibration, a little bit of pressure, and I’m really not sure what to think of it. It feels good. It’s a feeling I haven’t felt in a long, long time.
I hear her chuckle. “Promise you won’t freak out?”
I keep my eyes closed, but I realize that I’ve fisted the sheets on either side of me. What the hell is she doing? I feel turned on. It almost feels as if…
I gather my nerve because yes, I’m a little nervous right now and look down. “Fuck, that’s hot.” I can’t believe it. She did it. She looks up as she takes the head of my erect, yes erect cock into her mouth. She’s doing something with her other hand, but I can’t tell what it is.
She stops for only a moment to adjust something and holy hell. My hips jerk up all by themselves. It’s almost like my body is coming back to life. And it’s all because of her. She didn’t stop believing in me.
“Now tell me what you’re doing but don’t stop doing it. Please God, don’t stop.”
“I’m stimulating your prostate,” she states
“I wanted to see how much you could feel. I really didn’t mean to do it hard.” She looks a little sad now at the prospect that she actually hurt me.
“Why didn’t you just ask if I could feel what you were doing?”
She shrugs her shoulders. “This was more fun.” She shakes her head. “I won’t bite you anymore. I promise. Now, lay back down.”
“Are you sure you’re not gonna bite me?”
“I’m sure.” She gives me a sheepish smile. “I’m not done yet.”
I’m either crazy or head over heels in love with her. That thought frightens me. I lay my head back down and close my eyes, letting her get back to whatever the hell she has planned.
I think I damn near fall asleep and then I hear her say, “Okay. Can you roll over now?”
Lazily, I pick my head up and look back at her. She’s smiling from ear to ear. “Still not going to tell me?”
She giggles. “Nope.”
I do my best and turn over, laying all the way back, making sure I’m completely comfortable before she begins. Kinlee starts on one leg then goes to the other. There’s a little tingling and pressure but not total feeling.
I was told with the type of fracture that I have, I may not be able to get an erection, and so far, they haven’t lied. Believe me when I say I have tried every trick in the book to make that happen, yet have failed countless times. It’s something I’ve come to terms with. Only time and healing will tell. There’s nothing in this world I wouldn’t do to be able to make love to her again. I still remember how she felt when I buried my dick deep inside her. How wet she used to get when I made her come. All those sweet little noises she used to make. That’s what’s driving me to get myself back to 100%. I can still eat her pussy and slide my fingers in, but nothing comes close to having her wrapped around me.
She leans over me and starts kissing my chest. Her hair falls over her shoulder, landing on my chest, feeling like pure silk. I love it when she trails that hair on my skin. She starts going down further, further, and then she pushes my legs out, knees bent.
“Kinlee?” I look down and meet her gaze.
“Please just trust me,” she whispers. There’s a hint of self-doubt in her voice, but I don’t pay attention to that. Those beautiful eyes that are staring right at me keep me calm. If she didn’t have my trust, there’s no way in hell I’d let her put me in this situation.
I only nod my head and do my best to relax. It’s kind of hard to do when you don’t know what she’s got planned, but I guess I’ll go with it. She’s proved to me that she’s in this for the long haul this time and I have no reason to doubt her. At least, I hope not.
I hear her messing with something, a few curse words are muttered, and then, “Ah, there we go,” is mumbled.
“God, what are you doing?” This feeling is odd. I can feel a vibration, a little bit of pressure, and I’m really not sure what to think of it. It feels good. It’s a feeling I haven’t felt in a long, long time.
I hear her chuckle. “Promise you won’t freak out?”
I keep my eyes closed, but I realize that I’ve fisted the sheets on either side of me. What the hell is she doing? I feel turned on. It almost feels as if…
I gather my nerve because yes, I’m a little nervous right now and look down. “Fuck, that’s hot.” I can’t believe it. She did it. She looks up as she takes the head of my erect, yes erect cock into her mouth. She’s doing something with her other hand, but I can’t tell what it is.
She stops for only a moment to adjust something and holy hell. My hips jerk up all by themselves. It’s almost like my body is coming back to life. And it’s all because of her. She didn’t stop believing in me.
“Now tell me what you’re doing but don’t stop doing it. Please God, don’t stop.”
“I’m stimulating your prostate,” she states
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