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I got up from the wheelchair to retrieve a washcloth for him, and to get myself together before he saw that I was turned on by seeing him naked. We were always comfortable around each other that way. But after being separated for so many years, things were different. For me, anyway.
“I need to hurry up and heal. I don’t want to lose my physique by sitting on my ass for three months.”
“Oh hush,” I rolled my eyes. “You’re fit enough to ride out two seasons. Don't push yourself too hard.”
I leaned over the tub to prepare to wash his legs and got a different view of his penis in the water. It was large and thick. Neatly shaved and seemingly screaming for me to grab it. As I gently lifted his leg from the water, it flopped around, making me tug at my bottom lip with my teeth.
I got a glimpse of Brayden while I fought hard to keep my eyes away from his manhood. He seemed to be enjoying my struggle. The first indication was the lack of groaning and grunting he did while I washed away his peeling skin.
“This is really gross, Brayden,” I cringed. “You’re lucky I care about you.”
“You’re doing a great job,” he laughed. “It is pretty gross though.”
When I was done with his legs, I helped him lift himself from the tub and hobble over to the bed. He had a towel wrapped around his waist, but that did nothing to hide the bulge underneath it. It bounced and flopped and urged me to taste it; that was one of the hardest fights of my life.
“Now for the hard part,” he sighed. “Rubbing the cream over the burns is a pain in the ass.”
“I heard,” I said. “I’ll try to be quick.”
Before I had a chance to kneel in front of him, Brayden grabbed me by the waist and pulled me close. I felt like he’d been reading my mind because how else did he know I was turned on by him?
“Mia,” he whispered, as he rubbed his face into my belly.
My knees grew weak for him. I couldn't contain myself any longer. The minute he whispered my name the way he did, my guards opened the gates to my vagina, and I was ready for him to come inside.
I kissed him savagely. It had been a while since I felt the sensation of a man's lips and touch. So long, I was like a cat in heat. I wanted his hands everywhere; all over my body. There wasn’t a single thought running through my mind as he helped me remove my clothes. It was all lust and sexual frustration.
Brayden may have been injured, but he was still strong. He lifted me onto his lap with such ease, I nearly forgot that I was a full grown woman. It was even more of a turn on to be handled like a lightweight. Especially by a man as sexy as Brayden.
There were little words exchanged between us. There weren’t many words that needed to be said. We knew what we wanted, and stopping was the furthest thing from either of our minds.
His shaft hardened against me as we kissed and groped each other. His strong hands on my breasts felt like magic. I missed the way he held and squeezed them, making me arch my back and gaze into his eyes. When the sensation was too much to bear any longer, he lifted me up again and placed me down on his erection.
“Oh, yes.”
I moaned and wrapped my arms around his neck to hold onto the pleasure I felt. Slowly, I began grinding my hips on him. I was older and more experienced in the love department, so I knew how to make him moan and grow harder inside of me.
The more I grinded my hips, the heavier Brayden’s breathing got. His hands shifted from my waist to my ass and squeezed firmly, sending a wave of emotions bursting through me.
“Oh, fuck,” he moaned and buried his face in my breasts. “I missed this.”
“Me too,” I agreed.
We were limited in movement because of Brayden’s injuries, but he felt just as good as he always had. I rode him at the edge of the bed until I climaxed and climaxed again. When he neared his pique, he wrapped his arms around me and held me at a steady rhythm. It was like a magical dance meant to send me into another dimension.
“Ahh yeah,” I moaned and hugged him tighter too.
My head lulled back, and I got so lost in the zone that I didn’t realize Brayden was releasing inside of me. I don’t think he realized it either. Neither of us cared at that moment, but when we were through, there was an awkward silence that worried me.
“Are you okay?” he asked, after what felt like minutes.
“Yeah,” I said, reluctant to remove myself from his lap.
I finally got off of him and went to his bathroom and grabbed his robe. I still had to help him get dressed and into bed for the night. The room was silent, in a good and strange way. Never in a million years did I think Brayden and I would have sex again so automatically.
“You got everything you need for the night?” I asked after getting him in bed.
“Yeah, I think so,” he said. “You know you don’t have to leave, right? You can sleep in here. If you want.”
