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“Because I do. Why don’t you want me to see? You took your shirt off.”
I didn’t want her to see it and not want to be with me. I didn’t even like looking at it and it was my own back. Surely, she would not be as happy to see it either. Whatever was going on between us, I wanted to get her all hot and bothered before she saw what I’d turned into. Taking my shirt off was more for comfort than anything else. It was going to take time to get used to the changes in my body.
“It’s bad.”
Beatrice scoffed and didn’t wait for me to turn around. She moved to the other side of me, and I heard a soft gasp. Beatrice didn’t try to verbalize it, I’m sure of it, but it was so bad that she couldn’t help it.
“Does it hurt?” she asked as her fingers touched the healing skin softly. It didn't hurt, just made my insides tremble and my member fill with blood. Just one touch from Beatrice, and I was ready for bear.
“No.”
“Then why are you all tensed up?” Beatrice inquired.
“Because you are touching me,” I said through clenched teeth.
Her fingers moved off of me for a moment and I missed the touch. I turned around and asked her if she had her fill. She wasn’t looking at me as if I was a monster. I guess that was a good sign.
“You know, this changes things.”
That was the words that I didn’t want to hear, and I groaned inwardly. Why it bothered me so much, I really couldn’t say. “What?”
“Your back. I won’t be able to ride you for a while.”
Her words had my attention, and I looked up to see that desire was right back in her eyes. I could handle not letting her ride me for a while, even though it was a damn hot situation.
“Take your clothes off,” I told her gruffly. Beatrice started to move immediately and when I pulled her into my arms, there was no more talk of my back and what it looked like. She touched it like it was no different and it was quickly absolving me of all of the worries that I had. Beatrice still wanted me. I don’t know why I had thought that it would change, but there was nothing else to do but take her. I’d dreamed about it for a month and though my body wasn’t all the way healed, my manhood didn’t care. It was fully willing to put itself out there.
Beatrice turned around in my arms, as I pushed her toward the bed. I wanted her now, needed inside of her before I exploded. Beatrice said that it wouldn’t literally happen, but I wanted to say otherwise. It felt like everything was going too slow. I should already be inside of her.
She called out as I entered her quickly. The motion made me groan, skin pulling, but there was nothing else I could do but start moving. She felt too good, and I immediately knew that there was nothing I could do but grit my teeth through it.
Beatrice was tighter than I remembered and wetter than she had been before. That gave me all the answers that I needed. I hadn’t even touched her really. One kiss was all that it had taken to make her dripping wet. The ease in which I was able to thrust in and out showed proof that I wasn’t the only one on the verge of combustion.
Beatrice was bent over, hands on the bed, ass in the air, and she was moving back to meet my every entry. She was the first to call out as she came and though I wanted to be inside of her forever, this wasn’t the time for that. I ended, calling out her name as I filled her with all my seed.
It was more than the first time had been before. I was trembling inside and before I could do anything else, she was falling forward onto the bed, and I was outside of her. I watched her body move enticingly with each breath as she started to calm down. It was more than I could watch, and desire took over. As I started to move forward, it was like all the pain hit me at once and I knew I needed a break.
Beatrice must have known. She knew too much and calmed me down, telling me to come lie down next to her. I happily did so, groaning a little bit and she kissed me sideways, in this awkward way that I found ever so endearing. Her eyes were alight when I pulled away.
“I don’t know how, Beatrice, but you are just as perfect as I remember.”
She grinned and then told me to stop trying to butter her up. “You can’t go again right now anyway, Jeff, so there is no sense in trying to work me at an angle.”
I agreed that I wasn’t going to do anything right now. My back and thighs were on fire again. I ignored it enough to drag Beatrice back into my arms. It wasn’t like before where she was lying on my chest, but it was just as good because I could finally have her in my arms again.
“I don’t know what I was doing without you. How did I think that was living?”
I honestly didn’t know either. There was two distinct times in my life, before Beatrice and after Beatrice. I was very interested in finding out what was going to happen in the after part. In that moment, nothing else mattered but the two of us. I was happier than I’d ever been in my life, and it was all because of her.
27
Beatrice
Istayed with Jeff for the next two weeks. I took time off at my crappy diner job, and it was probably the best two weeks of my life. Jeff and I were closer than ever and the feelings I had for him only seemed to get stronger. I was convinced that something great was happening between us. For those two weeks, it was as close to perfect as I think it was ever going to get.
Reality was setting in though, and Jeff was ready to go back to work. I had to get back to my new existence as well. He talked a lot about making things right and getting me my job back, but I didn’t want it. Even if he could manage to get it back, it would not be the place that I wanted to be at anymore. It had been nice, even if it was short lived. It just meant that I had to keep moving forward.
He went back to work, and I went back to my apartment. It felt cramped and lonely with Jeff not there. I missed him already. I was just getting back into a routine, cleaning up after being gone so long, when everything changed again.
