I did hate thinking of how this was all going to end when True and Jesse broke up. And I predicted the breakup was imminent. I wanted to hate the wanker, but he made it hard.
Speaking of hard.
My cock had been complaining since Kendra fell asleep after her multiple orgasms, but I couldn’t get mad at her for that. I did that to her. I licked her into unconsciousness.
That made me chuckle.
“I must look funny,” Kendra mumbled into my chest.
“Nope. Thinking about how much of a badass I am, licking you into unconsciousness.”
“You did do that.”
“I know. I think you called it -fuck-tastic.”
She lifted her head to look at me. Her hair was going in every different direction, and a smudge of mascara was under her eyes, but she looked relaxed and rested. “But I didn’t do anything for you!” She reached for my waistband. “Let’s fix that right now.”
I swatted her hand away. “You’ll do no such thing, Goldilocks. That’s not how this works. I wanted to bring you pleasure. I did. The end.”
Kendra sighed. “Doesn’t seem fair.”
“To you?”
“Oh, I definitely got the better end of that deal,” Kendra admitted. “I hate leaving you with blue balls.”
“Love, the balls aren’t blue. They’re frustrated, but not blue.”
Kendra lazily scratched her fingernails up and down my chest. I could hear the wheels turning in her mind, but I waited for her to say it.
“Will you tell me how it happened?”
“How I lost my leg?”
“Yes.”
“I spent decades in the Royal Australian Navy,” I began.
“Because you’re Australian.”
“Half. Dual citizenship. My dad is American. My mom was Australian.”
“Was?”
“She died several years ago. Cancer.”
Kendra nodded but didn’t say anything.
“I went to MIT and got my degree to build ships. Part of that is designing the ships. Part of that is testing the designs in the real world. One day, we were running a test on one of my propulsion systems when there was a failure. The boat came right at me, but it’s so big, it’s hard to stop on a dime. I tried to clear the area, but my lower left leg got caught between the ship and the pier.”
Kendra gasped. “That’s horrible.”
“My leg was crushed beyond anything the doctors had ever seen. They talked about reconstruction and other types of surgeries. But before the surgeries, they needed a 3D scan to tell them how extensive the damage was.”
“How long did this take? Weren’t you in pain?” Kendra asked.
“A few days. Yes. A lot of pain. But there was a lot of pain medicine,” I said. “So much pain medicine, it didn’t register when the surgeon came in with a cancer doc. During the scans, they found what looked like a tumor. Turns out it was Chondrosarcoma. Cancer inside your bones. It had spread throughout my femur and was headed to my knee.”
“Holy shit.”
