I cupped myself over my sweats. “I’m so fucking hard right now.” I was no longer at a semi, I had a full-blown erection. “And I need you to do something about it.”
Her perfume filled my nose, and her body heat radiated onto my arm.
“I can do that.” She pushed my hand out of the way and palmed my length. Squeezed gently.
Yeah, that was it. We needed to finish what we’d started in the hospital. I wasn’t up for fucking yet, but I needed some damn relief. I needed Amy’s hands on me.
“Like this.” Impatience gripped me, and with effort, I lifted my hips and shoved at my sweats and boxers.
She helped, and soon my dick was jutting upward, greedy and desperate and demanding.
“Oh, Daddy,” she said hotly onto my cheek. “That appears to be painful.”
“It really fucking is.” I grabbed her hand and wrapped it around my length. “You know how I like it, so get on with it. Sort this out.”
She did, working me root to tip with steady, firm strokes and watching her own movements.
Jeez, I loved how obedient she was. Always wanting to please.
I let my head rest back on the pillow and closed my eyes. I wanted to revel in the sensation of pleasure instead of pain…just for a few minutes.
Her breathing picked up, and she used her other hand to cup my balls, playing with them, scraping her small pink nails over the delicate skin there.
“Ah yeah…” My belly tensed. My abdominal muscles didn’t feel great, but I ignored them. There were other things to concentrate on. “Like that, keep going.”
“Yes, Daddy.”
“Fuck…” I groaned, and my cock twitched in her hand. I wanted to spurt but I didn’t want it to be over. This petite, pretty, strong woman had me wrapped around her little finger, she was all I wanted. The rest of the world faded away when I was with her, and when she touched me…I was in paradise.
I moaned and curled my toes on the carpet, gripped the arm of the chair.
“Are you going to come?” she asked, her lips moving against my cheek, her breast squashed into my arm. “Am I going to make you come like this, by doing this?” She grazed her thumb over my slit and then added her other hand to my shaft so she was jerking me off with both fists.
“Ah fuck.” I tried desperately to stay relaxed so I didn’t pull on my abs, but it was impossible. The pressure had built to the point of no return.
I held my breath, and my muscles turned to concrete. My balls retracted, and then the bliss overspilled and I released all of that pent-up longing and tension. My cum spurted into her waiting palm, and she used it as lube to keep working me.
I groaned, long and guttural, and let bright lights flash behind my closed eyes. The bliss was out of this world, asatisfaction that couldn’t be replicated any other way. My body felt like it was floating and shaking all at the same time. Jesus, it was good.
She was breathing almost as fast as me.
I caught her mouth in a kiss and wrapped my hand over hers, halting her movements. Our tongues tangled, and I took in her taste.
“Feel better?” she murmured.
“Hell yeah.” And not just physically. I was back in the saddle. Give it a few days and I’d bend her over and fuck her until she screamed my name in ecstasy.
Chapter Seventeen
Amy
I wasn’t going to pretend that I wasn’t enjoying having Mitch in my home full time, I really was. It was just a pain in the ass that he wasn’t his usual energetic self. Though if that hand job I’d given him was anything to go by, it wouldn’t be long.
“Your bath is ready,” I called and swooshed fluffy bubbles through steaming water. “Perfect temperature.”
He appeared at the bathroom door, gloriously naked, his cock at a semi and his wound now thankfully healed.
“I should be looking after you.” He frowned and reached for my waist to pull me close. “That’s the deal here.”
