“My beauty.”
His lips touching hers, he lit an emotional match, alternating between sweet and sensual kisses. Gwen leaned into him, her arms wrapping around his neck, giving herself up to him.
Troy slipped his foot between hers. The press of his knee reverberated all the way up her thighs. His hands cupped her bottom and began walking her backward toward their bed. With each step, his arousal grew. Freeing Gwen from her towel, he pushed her back onto their pillows. “Beautiful.”
She grasped his cheeks and pulled his face to hers. “My sweet man.” She seized his mouth, returning every emotion he brought out in her. Her fingers explored the planes of his shoulders and chest. The scars meant nothing to her. Her tongue followed, licking the length of his throat.
“Gwen.” Troy licked the underside of each of her breasts, his large palm resting on her belly. The pair moaned in unison as each raised the level of arousal, both their bodies heating. His knee pressed between her thighs, and his fingers tumbled through her soft curls. “Mmm.” He smiled as his fingers explored deeper.
Sliding down further, his tongue touched her clit. She seemed to levitate off the bed when he wrapped his mouth around it. One finger slid into her core. She rocked against it, her eyes closing.
Troy joined the first finger with a second, his mouth teasing her. “Troy, please,” she begged.
“I love how you look. You’re flushed pink and glowing.” When he pressed his mouth back to her and rotated his fingers, her eyes went wide as she let go with a loud, guttural moan.
As she floated down, Troy knelt between her legs. He inhaled as his cock slipped inside her. He paused to savor the feeling, and a year of hell floated away. He was making love to his woman.
When their eyes met, Gwen smiled. “I love you.”
“I adore you.” He flexed his hips, moving inside her. With every thrust, his dick grew harder and thicker.
Savoring every moment, he picked up a deep, slow pace. He leaned forward, his tongue parting her lips. Their tongues curled around each other’s, while at the same time, his finger circled her clit. She matched his every thrust with one of her own, her breaths growing ragged.
When he picked up his pace, they climaxed together, and he emptied his seed into her.My beauty.He rolled to the side, and in silence, they held each other.
* * *
Tuesday,August 14th
Troy and Gwen, along with Trask, headed into the health center tower and up to the penthouse. “Trask, we’re good from here.” Troy smiled.
“Let me know when you’re ready to head out,” Trask said, walking toward the bridge.
Today was to be Troy’s return-to-duty physical and Gwen’s first appointment with the plastic surgery staff. During Troy’s recovery, she attended and completed a rehab program for trauma victims. As part of the program, and with Troy’s and her family’s support, she wanted to try one more surgery to regain her nipples—for her.
Eric was standing talking to his secretary when he spotted them. “You look great. Come on.”
They walked down to the surgical clinic floor. “They’re waiting for you.” Eric opened the door to an exam room.
Inside waiting were Ethan, Russ and Mac. “Well, look at you,” Ethan said.
“Sit,” Russ said.
“I have the most important question.” Mac smiled. “Well?”
Gwen blushed.
“Hot damn!” Mac said.
“Okay, Gwen, Trish Dupart told me you have some tests Tall and Brooding can’t go to. I’m sure you don’t need to hear about urine stream and bowel movements,” Ethan said.
Gwen kissed his cheek. “I’ll meet you at plastic surgery when I’m done.”
Troy kissed her again.
“Okay, now we can talk about urine flow and bowel movements.” Ethan’s eyes smiled. “Wait, before we continue…” He opened a drawer and pulled out a box.
Troy opened it and laughed hysterically. Inside was a Ken doll with reconstructed genitalia.
