“It might help me regain some sort of feeling,” I said. “Never know until we try, right?”
I put the batteries in, then set it aside. Charlie took off his clothes so we could be skin-to-skin. He started on my breasts, kissing my soft skin and sucking on my nipples.
I could orgasm from stimulation there alone— at least, I was able to before. I felt my form growing hot and my pulse increasing as he ran his lips along my neck and skimmed his tongue across my sensitive areas. Arousal rose within me and radiated outward as his lips caressed my breasts, and I had hope that maybe this was going somewhere.
He left a trail of kisses across my stomach, before he moved my legs open and started sucking tenderly on what waited between them. He nibbled and made love to my apex the same way he did to my mouth, and I savored the feelings, eager to see what would come up.
Charlie kissed my hip bone and asked, “Does it feel good?”
“Yes,” I whispered. In the past, I would’ve already came, but it was obviously going to take more time than it usually did. I didn’t feel impatient like I had before, though. After all, we had all night.
“Let’s try that thing,” Charlie said eagerly. “I want to see what it does.”
I handed him the rabbit, and he turned it on. I was pretty wet already, from being turned on and from his mouth, so he put the tip of it against my clit.
I jumped a little. “It tickles.”
“Is it too much?”
“No, I just wasn’t expecting it. Do it again.”
Charlie drifted the top of the vibrator back and forth along my clit. I was able to feel the device easier than his fingers or tongue. At last, I had some sort of sensation. My back arched off the bed a little as Charlie asked, “Do you like that?”
“I love it,” I breathed. “Put it inside me.”
The rabbit was built so it had a shaft that went inside, and an external simulator for massaging my clit. As Charlie gently nestled it in, I found that the feelings working through me were like waves, drifting me up and down with the speed of the vibrator. There were so many sensations— the delicate brushing of my clit, Charlie’s intentful contemplation as he figured what worked best. On his side of our bond, I could feel his excitement growing, his longing to make love to me equal to his desire to make me feel like he once had.
I would’ve loved this thing before I got injured, but even so, it was magical. Inside of me, the vibrator thrusted, and I felt my eyes roll back a little as the movements continued to build. I practiced different movements, shifting my hips so that it sat in me differently. I could move everything up until my knees, and I found a better angle.
I couldn’t feel Charlie sitting between my legs, and he had to move them for me in order to spread them apart. There was a lot of maneuvering we had to do to get it right. Finally, I felt it. An orgasm pulsed through me, starting at my clit and blossoming outward to engulf the rest of me with it. I let out a couple of moans of relief, and my head hit the pillows as I gasped for breath. It took longer than it usually did, and the feeling itself was different than it had been before. But I could definitely still get off. The relief I felt was almost as good as the orgasm.
But not quite.
“I want you in me,” I said. I couldn’t wait any longer— I had to know. I reached for him, grasped him by the back of the neck, kissing him again.
“I’m more than willing. How?”
I wasn’t sure. I wanted to retain the sensations the vibrator gave me, and have him inside of me at the same time. Being on top could be a challenge, as I didn’t have anything to pull myself up with, and my legs couldn’t boost me up and down. Not to mention other positions meant moving my legs around, and I didn’t have great control of that.
Charlie sensed I didn’t know, and said, “Come here, baby girl. I got you.”
He lay down on the bed and pulled me to him, so my back was against his chest. He slid into me from behind, and I let out a tiny sound of delight. He put the vibrator against my clit from the front as he started thrusting, and I started to be carried off by bliss.
I was aware that his dick was moving inside me, though again, I had more sensation on the left side than the right. It wasn’t quite as satisfying as it once had been, but it was still pretty damn good.
His arms curled around me, laying across my surgery scars. I had the fleeting idea that I was ugly— gross— but Charlie’s thoughts invaded my mind and pushed that aside. I’d never be ugly to him. Always, I’d be the most beautiful woman in the world, and nothing I or anyone else could do would change that.
Sex seemed to go on forever. I was completely aware that Charlie was doing everything he could to make it last, and not go before I was ready, taking long, slow thrusts instead of fast ones. Heat and passion exploded out of me when I realized that, and ancestors, it made me love him even more.
With the combination of the rabbit massaging my clit and Charlie moving in and out of me, I finally got there once again. I gave a loud moan, my hands fisting in the sheets as I gave a cry of ecstasy.
When I came, so did Charlie. The combined orgasm was almost too much for both of us. I scratched at his arms with my long nails, and he clutched my torso tighter. We rode it out together, until both of our bodies had stopped trembling and the dizziness in our heads had faded, leaving us to float back down again.
I couldn’t help the contented smile that spread across my face. Sex was definitely different for us now. But it wassoworth it. We could still share that part of life with each other. There was nothing to worry about.
Yet there never was, with Charlie and me. We always managed to find a way, in the end.
“Did you enjoy that, pidge?” Charlie questioned, kissing the back of my head.
