“Good.”
I chuckle as she moves from off my lap and onto the bed. I adjust and use my sliding board to transition from the chair to the bed.
Jackie straddles my lap once I’m seated upright and pulls my shirt over my head. We’re suddenly in a rush to undress one another. And yes, it takes some work, but eventually, she’s straddling me, completely naked.
“Tell me what to do,” she says, her voice full of need.
“Touch me,” I instruct while guiding her hand to my cock. “Physical touch is needed to help with my arousal.”
She nods. “How about this?” She pushes back and down, and before I know it, her mouth is covering the tip of my cock.
“Shit,” I grunt as the first sensations of arousal ripple through my abdomen. “You feel fucking amazing.” I place my hand in her hair, holding it as her mouth begins moving up and down. My cock springs to life much quicker than it has with any other woman. No, this isn’t my first sexual encounter since my accident. I’ve had many, and they’ve all been enjoyable, but this is different.
My own body knows this woman is different.
Fisting my hands in her hair, I warn, “Jackie, I want to come inside of you.”
She proves stubborn when, even after I pull on her hair a few times, she doesn’t move her mouth from my rod. Weakened by her tongue gliding across the tip of my cock, I give in and allow my body the release it desires. Jackie moans as I come in her mouth, and I swear it causes me to come even harder.
“Fuck,” I shout as the last squirts of my come force themselves out of my body. I pant as Jackie lifts her head, staring into my eyes.
Pressing forward, I wrap my hand around the back of her head, pulling her mouth to mine. I devour her lips, her mouth, her soul if I fucking could.
“You’re mine,” I growl against her lips. Why that declaration pours from my lips, I have no idea, but I know it to be true right down to the core of me. She’s always been mine, even though it’s taken this damn long to figure out.
With my free hand, I fumble for the top drawer of my nightstand, pulling out a condom. I release her lips long enough to tear the wrapper open with my teeth and place the condom over my cock.
Jacke scoots back, raising her pussy to just over the tip of me. Our gazes lock as she begins sinking onto me.
“Happy Thanksgiving,” she murmurs, her eyes rolling to the back of her head.
“Happy fucking Thanksgiving.”
Chapter 13
“Wait, so you learned Spanish while in rehab?” I ask in shock.
Mark shrugs as we lay in his bed the next morning. My head rests on his chest with his arm around me. We’re both naked and cuddled up underneath his very comfortable down blanket.
“Yeah, why do you sound so shocked?”
“You were terrible at foreign languages in high school. And didn’t you have to like, I don’t know,rehabin rehab.”
He snorts. “Yeah, but one of my caretakers was from Mexico, and I guess she took pity on me or something because we ended up building something like a friendship. She started teaching me Spanish. And I was only terrible at foreign languages because I hated school. Shit was boring.”
I giggle. “You’ve got a point there,” I say, sitting up to sit with my legs crossed to look down at him. I trail my finger up and down the length of his chest and abdomen, admiring the muscles I feel there. “School was pretty boring.”
“You didn’t seem to mind.”
It’s my turn to snort. “It was one of the only times I could be out of my household. Growing up, there was always a heaviness in that house. Everything had to be a certain way, look a certain way. My father made sure we were picture perfect. It was overbearing. I was happy to get away by going to school. It doesn’t mean I took enjoyment in it, though. Not until you came along.”
He smiles and pulls my fingers to his lips, kissing them individually.
“Is that why you never became a doctor?”
I stiffen at the question. I don’t want to lie. “No. I hated what I did to you. I thought I was undeserving of being a doctor after what happened.”
I gasp, surprised by the force at which Mark pulls my body down, taking my face firmly into his hands. “Stop saying that shit,” he growls. “You saved me, long before that fucking fall, okay?”
