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He chuckled, “A tiny punk. That is priceless, my jewel. No, I will insist on a disciplined upbringing such as I received. It is good for a child to know his boundaries and limitation. We are in agreement.”
“Okay, good. Glad we got that ironed out,” I said with a bit of a pout.
“What is bothering you today? I sense unrest in your heart,” he astutely asked.
“I’m not really sure.” Then I crumpled my mouth, and I placed his hand on my belly, over the silky fabric of my dress. He spread out his fingers and palmed the small round bulge in my groin.
“Maybe it’s just this.”
His chin quivered with emotion, and he dramatically leaned towards me, running both his hands over my belly.
“This is joyous, Julie! You are ripe, my love.”
He continued to fondle my tummy, and within seconds he cleared his throat and looked around the deserted gardens before leaning back. His hand went to his crotch with a motion that I needed to notice something, which I did with a lip bite and quick bat of my lashes.
“Look what you do to me. Look at how my body responds to you, even in its wounded state! It wants you!”
He was hard and tenting the loose gown with his immense length. I licked my lips. Ever since he woke up, I’d been growing increasingly hornier by the day. I brushed it off as my raging hormones, but now, with him jutting and wanting me, well you could say my body just responded pornographically. I whispered, like it was a secret and someone was listening to us, “What did the doctors say? Can you?”
His body language told me he didn’t care what the doctors said. His voice was low and hungry. “What will happen? You can’t break me, Jules. If you do not permit me entry, I will wither and die. I’ve ached for you since you crawled into bed next to me. Now get your gorgeous swollen body over here and give me some love.”
I blushed and again looked around. One of his men was at the door and I made eye contact with him. I gave him a curt nod, and I guess he understood because he turned and pulled the doors closed and, with his back still to us, he blocked the entrance. I licked my lips again in anticipation.
“Yes Sir.”
Chapter Nine
Ever since Amir woke up, I made a concerted effort to dress in a way that pleased him. Modern clothing for women is easy to find and affordable, even on my non-existent budget. Plus, the available designs and options are plentiful. I’d dipped into the baby’s bank account and bought a dozen casual, yet still very comfortable dresses. Most hit me mid-thigh, some were more flowing, and all were very attractive. I was trying harder simply for him, trying to give him what he’d requested; what I knew would please him.
I blushed as Amir lifted the hem of his hospital gown and exposed his hardness. His tone also changed to one of command, and no hint of his weakened, injured self was evident.
“You have been a good girl. I notice these things. Show me what’s mine, princess.”
He continued sliding his hand up and down his hardness. My entire body watered in preparation. I lifted the hem and exposed a delicate pair of lace panties. He grinned and licked his lips. “Remove those and show me. Then you will ride me.”
I obeyed him and in a tiny voice, after my panties were around my ankles, I asked, “Your back? Are you sure?”
He chuckled deeply, “Consider it part of my therapy.” He lowered the arms of the wheelchair, and I leaned down to kiss him. Both his hands went to my face and I felt his urgency as it traveled through me. His hands wandered first to my swollen tits, and he palmed them and closed his eyes in bliss. Then his huge hands traveled to my hips, and he guided me over his lap, holding his cock upright and watching as I slowly sheathed him, settling onto his lap until the crisp hairs of his groin rubbed against my silken folds.
“Yes—you are my rebirth—always,” he shuddered out as I took one tentative roll of my hips.
Goosebumps traveled up my thighs and down my arms and my lungs tightened. Whenever he was inside me, I felt more alive than I’d ever felt before. Now it was only intensified because of the long absences.
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sp; “Oh Amir—missed you so much.”
His hands went to the swell of my hips, and he ground himself against me, using my hips as levers. I helped and rolled, sliding him partially in and out of my center as we both began to tremble. “I must release,” he growled in frustration. “Cannot wait—forgive.”
“Yes—yes—yes!” I cried as my own orgasm startled me with a quick jolt of electricity that sent my clit throbbing. I rubbed at my apex, wiggling my nub until we were both gasping.
“Amir please!” I sobbed out between shaky inhales.
He grunted when he came, and he sounded frustrated that it had been so quick. His ejaculation elicited my own, and I made a rapturous sound as I crumpled against his chest. His hands wrapped around my back, and my hips bucked as the rush of pleasure stole over me. We stayed locked there, with him inside me and still hard and me twitching with aftershocks.
He kissed my neck and apologized for the quickness. “Worked for me,” I muttered. He bumped his chest in amusement and agreed.
“It was too long. Never again will we part. Promise me this, Julie, tell me you are mine.”
