Page 108 of Rescuing Mary

And he was. His cock was as hard as steel inside his boxers. He had a feeling the tip was sticking out through the slit in the material, but he didn’t bother to adjust himself. He lowered his hips down far enough that she could feel him against her belly, then he continued his caresses.

Truck nuzzled the sensitive skin under her ear, then moved his nose to her neck and inhaled deeply.

He felt more than heard her chuckle under him and he relaxed a fraction. “That’s it, just relax. It’s me. I’d sooner shoot myself in the head than hurt you in any way, shape, or form.”

Taking a risk, Truck scooted farther down her body and laid his head on her chest. He could hear her heart beating way faster than normal and her breaths came out in rapid puffs, but he felt one of her hands rest on the back of his head, staying clear of his injury as she held him to her.

“I can’t feel anything,” she said after a while. “The nerves are completely dead. So if you’re thinking about kissing me there, or otherwise trying to arouse me that way, don’t.”

Truck lifted his head and took her face between his palms. “It’s okay. I know other places where you’re sensitive.” And with that, he took her earlobe between his teeth and bit down. He felt her shudder under him, and he smiled.

Deciding he’d teased her long enough, Truck grabbed a pillow and shoved it under her hips. Then he eased himself down her body, still staring into her eyes as he settled between her legs. He could smell her excitement but he still didn’t look at the core of her.

“That first night I spent here after coming home from Africa, I smelled the most amazing thing when I got into bed. I ripped off the pillowcase and held this pillow to my face, trying to get more of it. I didn’t know what it was or why I was so desperate for it until I read your journal. You masturbated on my pillow,” he accused.

For the first time that night, Mary smiled. It was coy and a little bit naughty. She shrugged. “I couldn’t help it. I wanted you so bad, but didn’t know how to go about changing the nature of our relationship. I had to do something to get relief.”

“Consider our relationship changed,” Truck said before lowering his eyes. He took in the pulse hammering in her throat. He took in the still slightly red skin of her chest where she’d been burnt by the radiation. He was actually a little surprised to see how good her skin looked compared to the last time he’d seen it after the treatments. It was still a bit odd to see her chest completely flat, but it evoked feelings of love and pride instead of disgust. His Mary was one tough chick. When shit happened in her life, she met it head on and didn’t let anyone, or any disease, dictate how she was going to live.

He took in the sight of her clearly definable ribs, her concave belly, her cute belly button. Then he ran his fingers through the tufts of pubic hair above her slit.

“Truck,” she whined, and arched her back while spreading her legs wider.

He took the hint, and didn’t hesitate to use his fingers to separate her folds and lick her from her slit to clit.

The first taste of Mary on his tongue made him moan. Truck knew he’d remember this moment forever. He might have made Mary his in the eyes of the law, but this was the date he’d celebrate as their anniversary from now until he was no longer on this earth. She tasted so fucking good.

Using his hands to hold Mary’s thighs open as far as was comfortable for her, Truck buried his face between her thighs and concentrated on making her come.

It didn’t take long. The second Truck latched onto her clit and started a combination of sucking and licking, Mary began to thrash. Her hips pressed up toward him, then shied away as her orgasm got closer and closer.

“Truck, oh my God…more…there…oh, shit…too sensitive…don’t stop…yes, right there. Fuuuuuck!”

And with that, she lost it. Her thighs shook, her belly tightened, her head went back, and she exploded.

Truck shifted and eased one of his thick fingers inside her body even as he kept licking the small bundle of nerves. She was slick and hot, but so fucking tight. She squeezed his finger and began to hump against it even as she came a second time.

Her wetness was all over his face when Truck finally lifted his head, and he reveled in it. There was a wet spot on the pillow under her ass and his finger and palm were also soaked.

Truck moved up and over her, leaving her ass propped up as he leaned to grab the condom he’d placed on the table next to the bed in preparation. He ripped open the foil and shoved his boxers down under his balls. He rolled on the condom then waited for Mary to open her eyes and look at him.

The second she did, he notched his cock to her opening and pushed just the head inside.

She groaned and stretched her arms over her head and arched her back.

“I want to take you bare at some point,” he told her.

“Okay.”

“We’ll talk to your doctor about the best form of birth control for you.”

“I’m not sure I can have kids,” Mary warned him. “Or that I even want them.”

“All the more reason why it’s important to talk to your doctor,” Truck said, holding himself still by sheer force of will.

“Do you want kids?” she asked.

“I want what you want. If that’s kids, then I’ll do whatever it takes to give them to you. If you want a house full of dogs, cats, and hermit crabs, then that’s what we’ll have.”