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“Hey, I’m alright. I just hurt. And yeah, my whole right side is covered. I wouldn’t be surprised if that side looks worse than it is.”
“Right. Right.” he clears his throat, “Go ahead and turn around, and I’ll start with your back.”
“Sure.”
I move so my back is facing him, and I become nervous. Will I feel the sparks again? The heat? Something new? All I know is that I want his hands on me so I can find out.
“This might be cold. I rubbed it between my hands a bit, but I can’t promise it will help.”
“It’s okay.”
What I wanted to say was that I probably wouldn’t even feel it because all I feel is pure, electric heat when his hands are on me, but thankfully, I keep my damn mouth shut. Giving myself mental high-fives distracted me from the lack of heat in the cream that he started to rub on my bruises.
What they didn’t stop were the moans that fell from my lips as he rubbed the bruises along the entirety of my back. I didn’t care, though. It felt so good. His hands felt so damn good. The paths he was taking changed each time, but he made sure to cover my entire back. I wasn’t even sure if he was still putting the cream on me, and I didn’t care. I didn’t want this to stop.
“Are you okay with me reaching around your waist to get your stomach? All your bruises are focused there. I think it might be easier.”
“O—okay.”
I feel him shift closer to me. I can feel his body heat against my back. The second he wraps his arms around me, his front will touch my back, and I’m excited, nervous, and completely terrified.
His hands come into my peripheral, and I hear him whisper right next to my left ear, “Ready?”
“Yes,” I release a breath as I say it.
“Lean back on to me.”
He leans back and takes my body with him. As he does, his hands start rubbing the cream on my stomach. I close my eyes because I can’t take him looking at me right now. I am so enthralled by it all. My dick is getting hard again, but my jeans somewhat contain it. I’m positive he sees it because as I start to get fuller, I feel and hear the growl from deep in his chest.
I can’t take it anymore. I open my eyes, and he is staring back at me.
It’s intense.
Pure, unfiltered desire is shining in his eyes. He wants me, too. But I don’t know if I’m ready to give myself to him. I mean, I’ve always considered myself to be straight. I’ve never had feelings or any type of desire for a man. Never. Not until him, and it’s making me question so much. Like the fact that I am obsessed with his scent and I want his hands on me. If I’m correct about what I see in his eyes, why not kiss him? I wondered what he would taste like. Why don’t I find out?
The simple answer—I’m scared.
When he leans down, I stretch my neck to meet his lips, but at the last second, I change my mind. “No. I’m sorry. Let me up, please.”
He backs off immediately, and I’m grateful. I sit up and grab my shirt, ignoring the flare of pain.
“I should go. Thank you for your help. It means a lot. Really.”
“Yeah, it’s no problem. You should probably go see a doctor, though. Your ribs might be broken after that fall you took.”
“I’ll think about it.”
I get to the door, and Whitley follows me. Once I’m outside, I take a few steps to my door and stick the key in to unlock it. Once the lock is disengaged, I turn around, “Thank you, Whitley. Would you, um, maybe, one day, think we could get a beer and just talk?”
“Yeah. Yeah, I’d like that a lot, Sandy.”
“Ugh. I wish I never told you that.”
“Well, you did, and I guess it sucks for you because I also think your name is sexy as fuck.” he winks at me and shuts his door.
What the hell am I going to do about this man? I shake my head and step through the door. My smile is immediately stolen when I shut my door, and Phil attacks me. Note to self. Don’t leave to get your ass kicked at the ring without filling your cat’s food bowls.
“Fuck! You’re a dick, Phil!”
