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Not to mention she was so goddamn good with that mouth.
“Aw, fuck,” I cried, my hands clenching.
My fucking ribs protested as well, and suddenly I was coming. So hard that it literally took my breath away.
And I couldn’t even blame it on the pain.
It was all Camryn and what she did to me.
“Jesus Christ,” I said, head back on the couch, breath heaving my chest.
My eyes were directed at the ceiling, and I couldn’t even scrounge up the energy to look down at Camryn as she lazily sucked on my cock, cleaning my release from my shaft.
She laughed and I felt her push up off her knees.
I looked at her, thankful that I didn’t have to move my head to do so.
“I think you broke me,” I admitted.
Really, I was having trouble getting my arms to move.
I needed to tuck myself back inside my sweatpants, but the idea of lifting my arm to do any of that sounded exhausting.
Luckily, realizing my predicament, she did it for me, carefully tucking me back inside, while also patting it lightly when she realized that it wasn’t going to fit in there very nicely just now.
“Thanks,” I muttered.
Her head tilted. “For the blowjob, or for tucking you back in?”
I reached for her, and she came willingly.
Her mouth hovered inches over mine as she leaned both fists into the couch beside my head.
“For loving me.”
Her face softened. “I do.”
I tucked a stray lock of hair over her ear.
“Come here.”
She did, pressing her lips to mine in a soft, sweet kiss that would’ve brought me to my knees had I not been sitting.
“Love you, too.”
I tugged on her shirt, looking down it at her breasts that were plumped up nicely with the bra she was wearing for the day.
“I like this top. It’s sexy as fuck.”
She leaned back up and smiled down at me.
“I got you something,” she said, her eyes lit with happiness.
“Another one of those when you get home at lunch?” I asked.
Was that hope in my voice?
She rolled her eyes. “No.”
I grinned. “Then what is it?”
“I left it on the bed.”
With that she left, stopping only long enough to allow the physical therapist that came by three times a week in before continuing on to my car.
I looked down at Dooley, who hadn’t left my side since I’d gotten home.
“I don’t know what I’m going to do with her,” I told him. “But strangling her comes to mind.” I paused. “She goddamn knows how hard it is for me to get up and down those stairs, and she also knows that I’m not going to be able to resist going up them.” I watched his ears twitch as I waved at Kinsley, the therapist. “I have to go up the stairs. Would you mind making sure I don’t fall down them?”
Kinsley’s mouth rounded into a smile. “Excellent. Today I was going to suggest that anyway. I wasn’t sure you’d be willing.”
Normally I wasn’t.
But today I had an extra incentive.
***
“You bought me an engagement ring?” I grinned at the woman that came through the door on her lunch break.
Camryn’s smile was weak at best.
“What’s wrong?” I asked her, holding my hand out.
She practically fell onto the couch next to me.
“Long day,” she admitted. “I was hoping to hurry home and have the full hour of lunch with you, even stopped by to get some food.” She gestured toward the door where she’d dropped the bags containing food. “But then I saw the Chief there with Schultz, and we got to talking about the man that hit you…they still don’t have anything.”
I completely understood her tiredness now.
She’d been worried about that so much lately that she’d been making herself sick, throwing up in the bathroom or anything handy that wouldn’t ruin if she upchucked into it. Literally every time the accident was brought up, she’d puke.
I’d have been worried about other things—such as pregnancy—had she not told me a few days ago that she was on her period and not to even look at her.
When I’d tried to make it better by ordering pizza, she’d cried about the fact that she’d made dinner in the crockpot before she’d left for work—but had forgotten to turn it on. Not only had she ruined a twenty-dollar pork butt, but she’d also made herself feel stupid.
Her words, not mine.
“And what did the Chief and Schultz have to say?” I asked.
I knew what they had to say.
The same damn thing that they’d had to say the last time that Camryn had brought it up with them.
There was nothing to find.
The SUV that’d hit me had been recently sold to someone that had used a false name to purchase it. There were no cameras in the area, and there had been nothing identifiable in the vehicle to say who’d been responsible.
