“No.” I shook my head. “We haven’t even talked about that part yet. Right now we’re taking it slow.” Chad stiffened next to me. I wasn’t sure why, but assumed it was to tell me to leave out the details. “When you come back, they’ll be a room for you.”
Relief washed over Rosario’s face. “OK. Slow is good. The last thing you need is to jump into something before you’re ready. If it doesn’t work out though, don’t feel guilty. Giovanni didn’t know it was gonna go down like this.”
There was silence for the rest of the meal. It wasn’t exactly awkward, but no one knew what to say. Our lives had changed so much since we lost Giovanni. Each one of us had been affected differently, and we dealt with it in our own way.
When the table was cleared, Chad and Rosario disappeared into the basement. Chris and I cleaned up. I hated that I was so slow but at least I was able to help. Chris wouldn’t let me wash the dishes though. My cast couldn’t get wet which made me relent.
“I have a few more stops to make before I head to Mom’s,” Rosario said as he walked back into the kitchen. “I’m taking her to dinner tonight. Hopefully Uncle Antonio convinces her to move in with him. I don’t like her alone with me down in North Carolina.” He leaned over and hugged me. “Gonna miss you.”
To control my emotions, I mumbled, “Me too.” It was as if my last connection to Giovanni broke. I looked into his eyes. “You’re not going to Iraq. Right?”
“No. I promise.” Rosario kissed my cheek. “I’ll be back in a few months. If I stay here, we can hang out and have a good time.” He licked his lips. “A real good time.” Typical, Rosario. Crude as always. He winked. “Just me and you.”
I laughed and pushed him slightly. “Yeah, yeah. I’m gonna miss you.”
“I’ll miss you too.” He kissed my forehead and smiled. “I want pictures when you get the casts off.” He collected the box of his brother’s things from the table. “I’ll call you first chance I can.”
When Rosario was gone and Chris went to his room, Chad sat with me on the love seat. So many questions swam in my head. The day had enlightened and confused me. I was sure Chad and I had a lot to discuss because of it. However, I needed one answer more than the others.
“How come you didn’t mention what happened between me and Rosario to him?”
Chad took a deep breath before he pulled my head to his chest. I listened to his heartbeat and smiled. His hands ran over my back for a few seconds. Then he replied, “I guess I didn’t feel I have to. He feels guilty about it, and you were all doped up. It’s not worth it. I learned to pick my battles.”
I was glad he didn’t dwell on it. “I’m guessing you learned that recently?”
“Yeah. This mess forced me to grow up a bit more.” He exhaled loudly and held me closer. “Your happiness was always more important than mine. I didn’t trust any guy to treat you right.” He sighed. “Even Paulie. But, once I realized you were falling for Giovanni, everything changed. I knew no other guy mattered to you but him. It hurt that I didn’t stand a chance. He was beyond competition. With Paulie… I felt like there was still hope. Sorry, but I knew something would happen. Giovanni wasn’t giving up. Even when you left him.” He stared at his hands. “It kills me I only have you because he’s gone.”
I grabbed his hand. “That’s not true. Well, not completely. Our relationship was volatile sometimes. I was worried about him being faithful on the tour. After—”
“What?” Chad glared at me. “He cheated on you, and you didn’t tell me?”
I shook my head and sighed in frustration. “Don’t. We worked it out. It wasn’t exactly cheating. I was just afraid the temptation would be too much.”
“That’s something you’ll never have to worry about with me,” Chad assured me. “If for some reason I’m attracted to someone else, I’d tell you about it. No woman could ever replace you in my heart. I’ve loved only you. Threesomes and foursomes are fun, but your feelings matter to me most. You call the shots on that front.”
Chapter 39
The next day was Friday. Chris had plans to go out with Tommy and Phil. To ease Chad’s mind that I was alone, after dinner I took the Kindle he had bought me into the bedroom. I sat against the headboard, in one of Giovanni’s T-shirts and shorts. I was quite comfortable.
I had been reading an erotic romance series. The main characters had an exhibitionist fetish. The night before, I had gotten halfway through the first book. While he took a break from work, Chad read it over my shoulder and growled. Every hour, he wanted a summation of what I had read.
The sex scenes were quite graphic, which was fine for me. The only issue was the arousal all day long. With Chris as a roommate, we didn’t feel as free to have sex at anytime. Chad’s work schedule also impeded that. I had hoped our sex life would go back to what it had been like when we weren’t a couple. That didn’t seem possible.
“You OK?” Chad poked his head in the room.
I glanced up. “I’m fine. Let me know when you’re done, and I’ll put this away.”
“How about you read to me.”
He approached the bed, and his eyes roamed over my body. He stripped slowly and tossed clothes everywhere. My eyes focused on his crotch. The denim expanded as his cock grew. He licked his lips. I knew the book turned him on as much as it did me.
“Did he fuck her in the park?”
I nodded. “And on the front porch.”
“Where else?” The sexy tone to his voice went right to my core. He crawled up the bed toward me. “Tell me.”
I bit my bottom lip and quickly went through the scenes in my head. “On the car, against the front door.”
“Sounds like fun.”
I had never seen that side of him. Since we always hid our physical relationship, sex in the open had never come up before. With nothing in our way, there was no need to do that.
“Need to make love to you,” he murmured. “Been too long.” 24 hours was too long for him. “You up to playing out one of those scenes?”
I met his lust-filled eyes. “Yes.”
“So…” His lips brushed mine. “Anything doable with your limitations?”
“I don’t know.”
Chad groaned. “Wish we could fuck in a park and not get arrested.” He suddenly yanked my shorts off. “How about we pretend we’re in the garage, and it’s open?”
“Yes,” I told him as he tugged my top off. When he was done, I was on my back, the Kindle a few feet away.
He hovered over me on hands and knees. “Until you’re better, we’ll just have to use our imagination.
I grabbed the back of his neck and pulled his face down to me. His lips met mine in a searing kiss. I moaned. His passion fueled my own. My body was already primed for him. He carefully shifted his position and let his shaft slide through my wet folds. I whimpered. The contact sent sparks all over. He grunted, pulled his hips back and directed the head of his cock to rub my clit.
His lips moved to my neck as he continually stimulated me. “So wet… wanna fuck you raw and feel it.” He eased my legs open with his knees.
Already desperate, I clung to his neck and lifted my hips. We both gasped when he penetrated me. He looked into my eyes and waited for a sign. I nodded. I needed to feel him. With a long groan, he filled me completely. We trembled together and held on tight.
“Fuck. Feels so fucking good,” he murmured in my ear. He didn’t move at all. “Too risky though.” He languidly pulled out. “Man, you’re wet. Fuck.” He reached to the nightstand and grabbed a condom. After he set it on the bed, he met my eyes again. “Tonight’s special.”
Before I could ask why, he slid down my body until his face was between my legs. He spread my thighs a bit more and licked at the seam at the top. Not usually one to tease, I expected him to get right to it. When he did it to my other leg, I was confused.
“Don’t tease.”
He glanced up. “I’m cleaning you up. That book got you so crazy even your thighs are
wet.” He ran his tongue around and lapped up all the moisture. “Love it. Shoulda bought you that thing sooner.” He used a finger to toy with my clit, which made me jump. “Damn, you’re sensitive today.”
I tensed when he trailed kisses over my inner thigh. My entire body ached for his touch. I trembled with each brush of his lips. When he finally dragged his tongue through my folds, my back arched. I clenched the pillow near my right hand and fisted his hair with the other. My hips had a mind of their own and pushed into his face.
“That’s it, baby. Love when you do that.” Chad muttered into my skin. He swirled his tongue around my clit and teased again. “Fuck my face, baby girl.”
Involuntarily, I did as he asked, dying for more. My body yearned for release. He had me almost at the edge.
“Please,” I begged, unsure why I was so desperate.
He lifted his head slightly and gave me a desire filled look. “Not yet.”
I punched the bed when he ducked down again. Then his tongue pierced my pussy, and I moaned. He fucked me with it for a bit before he moved up again. His lips grasped my clit, and I gasped. Finally, relief! He sucked on it until I shook again. When he abruptly stopped again, I cried out in frustration. I lifted my hips and hoped for more, but he pulled back.
“You want me now, baby?” He stared at me with hooded lids.
“Yes!”
He smirked. “Then beg me.” His fingertips ran over my thigh slowly.
“Please, Chad. Give it to me now.”
“Not good enough.” He leaned over me and dragged his tongue over my hips.
My back arched. The unbelievable need increased. “I want you so much. Please. I can’t wait anymore. Chad, I need you.” He rubbed his cock into my folds again. “Goddammit! Fuck me already, Chad.
He grinned. “That’s a girl.”
Then he grabbed the condom and tore it open. I watched his every move, the anticipation ate at me. His eyes showed his desire was at the breaking point as well. When he finally settled his body over mine, I trembled fiercely. Missionary was complicated for us because he was a foot taller, but he was flexible enough to make it work better than most could. His eyes locked on mine as he thrust in hard.
I screamed, consumed with a shockingly powerful orgasm. He ground into me, while he moved in circles. That increased the pleasure. My vaginal walls clenched around his shaft in a never-ending rhythm. It felt as if the feeling would continue forever. I was fine with that. Constant pleasure was much better than what I had gone through the past few weeks.
“Ah, yeah.” Chad groaned in my ear. “Love when you cum so fast. Tryin’ to milk it out, huh? Not gonna be that easy.” He pushed against my cervix and moaned. “That’s right. Take it all, baby.”
When I came down from the high, my whole body relaxed. “Wow.”
“Exactly.” Chad straightened his back and leaned on a hand. “Wrap your left leg around my back.” I did as he told me and sighed. He withdrew slowly and thrust back in. “Even better.”
I held onto his arms and tried to meet his next thrust. However, I didn’t have enough strength.
“It’s OK,” he whispered. “Let me make love to you.”
His next stroke made my eyes roll back. Each was pronounced because of the languid pace. He nuzzled my hair when I gasped. Unlike with Giovanni, slow was amazing with Chad. My love for Chad was obviously quite different. I closed my eyes and moved my fingers along his spine. His love flowed through me as he moved. I couldn’t help but gasp again when he groaned and pressed his hips to mine.
“Love you,” he muttered. Then his lips met mine.
I kissed him hungrily. The fingers of my injured hand ran over his cheek. “Love you too, Chad.”
He pulled out almost all the way before he pushed back in. I cried out again. My body seized for a few seconds, and I shouted his name. It didn’t make sense, but I didn’t care. After that, it was as if every time his hips moved, I climaxed. My breath was ragged, and my body ached. Suddenly, Chad cried out. I couldn’t relax within, I was overwhelmed.
“God, feels good.” He groaned in my ear as he spent his load. “I love when you do that. Makes it even better.” He lifted his head and kissed my lips. “Will you marry me when you get the casts off?”
I only smiled. We planned to get married, but I had wanted him to make a big deal about it. Is it wrong to expect a romantic proposal under the circumstances? I wanted to say yes, but I was also disappointed with his timing and no ring. I hoped he didn’t expect me to use the one on my chain.
Chad pushed himself up to his knees then got off the bed. After he tossed the condom, he went to his dresser. I assumed he was about to get dressed. Why am I being so petty about a fucking ring? When he sat next to me, I smiled up at him but couldn’t answer. I wanted to squash the urge for a ring, before I said yes.
He lifted my left hand and looked me in the eyes. Then he held up a beautiful engagement ring. “Will you marry me now?”
I gasped, shocked. He knew I wouldn’t say yes without a ring? How’s that possible? Tears fell, my heart filled with love. I sat up as quickly as possible and threw my arms around him as best as I could. “Yes. Yes. A million times yes.”
Chad’s tears fell on my back as he held me tightly. “I dreamed about this forever. I had an elaborate plan to ask in a really romantic way, but I thought it’d be insensitive.” He brushed his lips over my neck. “I didn’t plan to do it today, but it felt right. I’m sorry if you expected more.”
“It was perfect,” I assured him. It was very Chad-like. He pulled away a bit and put the ring on my finger. Giovanni’s was still on my neck. I wasn’t sure if I should take it off. Unconsciously, I touched it.
“Wear it till you know it’s time to take it off.”
I looked at the ring Chad bought me. It was more elaborate than the one Giovanni gave me. He made more money than Giovanni did. That was not important though. They were both given to me with love. I liked them equally. I hugged him again and giggled like a child. “You’re amazing, Chad.”
He held me but moved his hands up and down, to caress my skin. “I feel like our love doubled or something. Like you’re part of me. I can’t explain it. That answer gave me the most incredible feeling I’ve ever had.” He sighed and leaned back so he could look at me. “How about a bath?”
“Only if you’re naked too.” I winked at him.
Chad got to his feet. “So I’m getting lucky in the bathtub? Been a while since we did that.”
I laughed. “It has.”
Once in the tub, he lovingly washed me, with a different touch. When he kissed my skin, it tingled. There was no rational reason for the heightened reaction. Even while he washed my hair, a sensation of pleasure came over me. He ran his fingers through my locks as he rinsed it. My back arched with longing. I peeked down his body and smirked at his fully erect cock. He felt it too.
“Don’t move.” He moved the bottle of intimate liquid soap near my head. Then he lifted me and sat behind me. “Careful.” He placed me on his upper thighs, and I set my broken limbs on the edge again. “Spread your legs.”
I chuckled. “They are spread.”
“Wider.”
While I rolled my eyes, I moved my other foot to the opposite ledge. Then I jumped slightly, when his soapy hands slid over my hips. I leaned back, so I wouldn’t slip. His stiff shaft pressed into my back. My eyes closed with the erotic soft touches. He let his fingers explore as he cleansed me. He didn’t miss an inch.
When he lifted me somewhat, I didn’t understand. His cock came into view, and I understood. I reached down and stroked it a few times before I coated it with liquid soap.
“Uh, fuck.” Chad raised his hips a bit, as I jerked him harder. “Gotta…” He pushed my hand away and quickly rinsed us off.
I expected him to set me down and get out. Instead, he held his cock and pressed the head into my pussy. Then he pushed me down by my shoulders until I had taken it all. We groaned together as he held
my middle and ground into me. He used the end of the tub as leverage. I was shocked when he withdrew some and thrust in again. He bit my earlobe and gasped.
My foot suddenly slipped, and he sat us up. “Sorry. Don’t move.”
I squirmed as he shifted deep inside me. “Hurry up.”
He turned off the water and lay back again. “Where was I?” He grasped my hips and lifted me up so he had room. Then he rammed up into me and moaned. “Fuck, yes.” He grunted and thrust faster. “How can it feel this good?” He panted in my ear.
“Don’t know. Love you,” I whispered then moaned. My entire body tingled with imminent release.
“Crystal,” Chad called out and squeezed my left hip. “Uh!” His cock throbbed.
The feeling trigged an explosion within me. “Ay!” I pushed down on him. I wanted him as deep as possible, so I could feel his orgasm.
He pushed against my hips more as a burst of semen shot into me. “Damn, feels so fucking good! Oh God, Crystal! Uh!”
It did feel utterly amazing. My back arched as unimaginable ecstasy came over me. “Chad! Why does it feel like this?” Then he let out several more spurts. The feeling was much clearer than usual, yet familiar.
Suddenly, I remembered that Chad didn’t have a condom on. My heart sank. Oh God, no! I tried not to panic. I hadn’t had a period since the accident. That meant I could ovulate at any time. We would just have to wait and see, so I tried to put it out of my mind.
When Chad had pulled out, he jumped. “Oh, fuck! I came in you again!” He suddenly hugged me. “I’m so sorry. That’s why it felt different. Was it the wrong time of the month to make a mistake like that?”
I turned my head to look at him. “You know how crazy my body is. I got no idea.” I took a deep breath, to hide my fear. “If it happens then it was meant to be.”
He leaned down and kissed my lips. “I love you so much, Crystal.”
Minutes later, Chad laid me on the bed. Then he opened my towel and kissed my belly tattoo a few times. “Maybe, just maybe there’s a life just starting to form in there.”
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