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I just needed water.
“You will not be calling Doctor Silver Fox.” He says adamantly, and now it’s my turn to laugh. Doctor who?
“Excuse me, what did you just call him?” A small smile tugs at my lips, as he shifts his feet ever so slightly, showing the first sign of discomfort that I’ve seen from him since I stepped out into the hallway.
“Doesn’t matter. No need to call him. I do not have brain damage, and that was only reconfirmed this afternoon when I got my official release to stand and walk like a normal human again.”
“You did what? When?” How did he get a follow-up appointment so quickly? I knew he made some calls, but I figured it would at least be next week before he saw the doctor again.
“Don’t ever underestimate a man with a blazing set of blue balls.”
My eyes widen, and I try to contain my smile. Whoops. Did I do that?
“What are you saying, Damien?” I ask and my voice sounds breathy.
Why am I panting already? Get it together, Gia.
“I’m saying that I have been released to light-normal activity.”
“Oh, okay, great.” See, light-normal. A stroll in the park. A brisk walk to class.
I take a step toward the kitchen. I’ll just grab my glass of water, and he can get his sandwich and we can go back to doing what we were already planning to do this evening. The shower is still running, I would hate to think of the water we’re wasting.
“Come to think of it, I don’t want a turkey sandwich anymore.” He steps in front of me. A brick wall of naked man chest immediately halts my progress.
“You said light-normal.” I swallow and look up into his eyes. So far up. Did I shrink or did he somehow grow taller over the last few weeks he spent on bed rest?
“Doc said I can fuck my wife.”
“Damien Henderson, you did not ask the doctor that!”
“Oh, I damn well did. He said if I have a stroke, it’s on you, now come get in the shower with me.”
I don’t move. I’m torn between giving myself permission to give in to what I want, and making up an excuse because I’m scared. I’m a big chicken. But I have zero excuses.
“You’re scowling, Click. It’s cute,” I immediately release the pinch in my brow.
He sighs, and reaches forward, gripping the waistline of my shorts and tugging my body to his. “I’m just teasing. He didn’t say that about the stroke. What he said was that I should be mindful of my limitations.”
“And those are? Because nothing about what we’ve ever done has been um…light to moderate.” He laughs at my words, but I’m being serious.
Every time we’re together it’s explosive. It’s fireworks and dynamite not a fucking sparkler at New Year’s. He’s not a damn cat, it’s not like he’s got nine lives to play with. The man has already died more times than the majority of the human population. Death is not something you tempt more than once.
“How about this? You be easy with me, and I’ll be easy with you. It’s just a shower. Don’t overthink it.” He runs his fingers over the elastic of my shorts, and my stomach flips, reminding me just how much power this man holds over me.
“I don’t want to hurt you, Damien.” It’s a plea for mercy because I know in my heart that I’m about to give this man anything and everything he wants.
“Look at me Gia, the doctor said I’m okay. I promise you won’t hurt me, and if anything feels off at all, I promise to tell you. Okay?” The sincerity in his eyes steals the very last bit of my resolve.
I succumb without further argument, “Okay.”
Placing two fingers under my chin he tilts my head up. Leaning down, his lips brush mine in the softest, sweetest kiss I think I’ve ever felt.
Releasing me, he takes my hand in his, and instead of going to the kitchen as I intended, I follow him into the bathroom, my thirst completely replaced with a different, much more all-consuming need.
He turns to face me, in front of the shower, steam billowing around us in the room, God help my hair.
He pushes the straps on my tank over my shoulders, and I slide my arms out. He leans in and again kisses my lips, then my neck, blazing a trail until he tugs my tank below my breasts and pulls one into his mouth. He gently massages the other with his hand as his tongue draws circles around my nipple.
