Cachi squeaked, and I looked up to find him standing there looking gobsmacked. He stared at my foot and then my face, then back at my foot. I moved the other one, using all the concentration I could. Just as it started to move, Cachi dropped to his knees in front of me. He looked up into my face as tears streamed from his eyes.
He swallowed hard. “You can feel your legs, Rex?”
I nodded, feeling tears spring to my own eyes as I choked up with emotion. He threw his arms around my legs before I could say a word.
“Oh, Rex! Rex! Thanks to God! Oh, Rex!” he cried out. “Is a miracle.” He sobbed as he held onto me. “I pray every day for this. I pray to God every day, Rex.”
I ran my fingers over and over through his beautiful curls, reveling in the feel of him here with me. I loved this man, loved him with my whole heart and soul. He was everything to me.
We stayed like that for several minutes until he’d gotten most of it out of his system and then let go. When he finally turned me loose, I pointed to the walker. “Let me show you.”
He lined it up for me, stepping back to watch. It took a full minute and a half, but I managed to get to my feet, using the walker as leverage, which was harder than it should have been. Once I was standing tall, he grinned, shaking his head with his hand over his mouth as the tears began again.
“Come here, Cachi.”
He instantly moved in close, sliding his hands around my waist and holding on so tight, it felt like he’d never let go. He hugged me for long minutes. I hugged him back with one arm, so thankful and grateful for being on the road to full recovery. I knew it would take time, but with Cachi in my arms, I knew I was truly bulletproof. I took his mouth, and he moaned with need. When I finally tore my lips away, I was hot and hard and desperate for him.
“I’m takin’ you to bed right now, Cachi,” I panted.
He smiled, wrapping his hand around my hard on. “I wait a long time to feel you inside, Rex.”
I grinned, then looked around, finding the wheelchair, and sitting down. I ran my hand down the outline of his cock. “Follow me to the bedroom, sugar.”
He chuckled and started to walk beside the chair. “I love this name for me…sugar. It means I am sweet?”
“You bet it does.”
We got to the bedroom in record time and Cachi closed the door. Lola was asleep in the living room, probably exhausted from the excitement of having us both home, so I knew she wouldn’t be a problem but didn’t mind the fact that Cachi wanted total privacy. This moment in our lives had been a long time coming. I pulled off my shirt and watched as Cachi stripped down to a small bikini bottom. He walked over and squatted at my feet, then looked up at me as he smiled.
“I take off your shoes, Rex.”
“Thanks.” I smiled, running my fingers through his unbelievably soft curls as he bent and removed my shoes and socks. He kneeled up and untied my sweats at the waist before cocking his head to the side. “You can move to the bed?”
I nodded. “I figured if you’re on top, it’s easiest,” I said. “Don’t know if I can hold myself on my knees. Don’t have a damned bit of strength back yet.”
He squeezed my biceps in both hands. “You are strong to me, Rex.”
I smirked and then leaned forward, bringing our lips together again. Our tongues tangled as we kissed. The way he ran his hands through my hair at the nape of my neck lit up all my senses. He felt amazing in my arms. When I was finally able to extricate my tongue once again, he stood, letting me roll over to the bed. I transferred myself with a smaller degree of effortthan it had taken even last night. Maybe I really was getting stronger. The tingling didn’t bother me as much anymore, but the doc had warned me that it would linger in one degree or another for some months. I didn’t care at the moment.
Right now, I had my Cachi back and that was all that mattered. By the time I’d finally maneuvered to the middle of the bed, I was winded, but oh, so, ready for him. He pulled off my sweats and boxer briefs and grinned up at me as he slid them all the way down and off. He tossed them onto the floor then went digging for lube in the bedside table where it’d been the first time we’d made love. He held up a condom with a question in his eyes.
“I no sick, Rex. I test after the last time we together.”
I shook my head. “Well Lord only knows how many times I had my blood tested over the last three months. If you’re okay with not using them, I am too.”
He smiled shyly, looking down at the box. “I do not go with anyone else, Rex.”
“Me either, sugar, so…”
He tossed them back in the drawer with a little chuckle, and I held out my arms. He crawled across the bed to me and threw a leg over my lap.
I frowned a little as I touched the slip of fabric still covering his gorgeous dick. “Hang on. You’re not gonna take off them cute little shorts?”
He smiled wickedly and leaned back. “No, Rex. Now, I will do dance for you.”
I smirked, running both hands over the taut muscles on his belly. The dark treasure trail from his belly button thatdisappeared into the tiny bottoms was so damned sexy. “Oh, yeah? What kind of dance?”
He pursed his lips, thinking about it for a few seconds before taking hold of my hard cock. “I do pole dance.”
