Rebound (18 page)

Still not used to his physical
strength, I pulled away from his kiss to tell him to stop picking
me up. Before a sound could come out, he silenced me with a serious
look, and he dipped his tongue back in my mouth. I wrapped my legs
around his waist as he carried me to his room and lowered me onto
the bed. He pushed me onto my back. I widened my legs allowing him
to continue tending to my strong desires. One hand deftly circled
and rubbed my clit, and the other hand squeezed and tweaked my
nipple. I writhed gently underneath him, meeting his zealous mouth
and fingers. I felt the buildup of my impending climax as he
suckled my clit. I came with a yell, and he kept gently sucking my
clit through the aftershocks of my explosion.

He rose up over me and revealed,
“You’re so sweet. I should’ve gone down on you yesterday.” He
kissed me with an intense passion. “I should get you into the
shower and to bed. I’ll turn on the shower for you.”

“
Will you join me?” I
asked, not wanting him to leave my side.

“
I will join you as soon
as I get your clothes in the washer. I’ll wash you, dry you off,
and brush your teeth. I’ll carry you to bed and tuck you in.” He
reached underneath my back and pulled me up to standing. He took my
hand in his and walked me to the bathroom. He turned on the steam
shower, which was spacious enough for two people. “This is digital.
You can change the heat setting on it to adjust the temp of the
water. I like it at one hundred and fifteen degrees, but you may
want it at a lower temp because I don’t want you to be any hotter
than you already are.” He grinned.

“
I think I can manage it.
I’ll be waiting for you.” I smiled.

I stepped into the shower. He lingered
a bit, watching me as I adjusted the temperature, making the water
hotter. I looked over and made a ‘shoo’ motion with my hand. The
temperature reached an acceptable level of heat. I stood under the
pulsating stream without wetting my hair. I put my hair in a bun,
not wanting to get my hair drenched, but I figured that I’d have to
get over it when Matt enters the shower. He may not understand a
woman’s hair issues. I made sure not to lather up, waiting for him
to come back and do that to me. I pressed some more buttons, which
changed the way the water streamed out of the shower heads. I
received the best massage on my back. I angled the lower shower
heads to send pressurized water to my back and butt.

Within a few minutes, the glass door
opened, and a divinely naked Dashing stepped in. My heart leapt in
my chest. The nervous fluttering in my belly was taking my breath
away. He reached for my hip and pulled me to him. The moment our
bodies touched, I gasped with desire, feeling a craving for him to
be inside me. He took the body wash and sponge, and squeezed the
liquid onto the moistened sponge.

“
Turn around.” I complied
as he started soaping up my arms and then on my back. He lathered
my ass slowly. He held my stomach as he lowered his torso and arms
to lather the back of my legs. When he was done with the back, he
turned me around, he leaned into my neck and kissed and bit my
flesh. He gently scrubbed my chest and then lathered my breasts.
When he cupped them, he rubbed my nipples with his thumbs, and he
kissed me. I moaned under his seductive touch. His mouth was
insatiable. His hands knew exactly what to do to please
me.

He pulled away and lathered by stomach
and then sponged at my pussy, fingering me. With the other hand he
fingered inside my ass cheeks. The sensation of being stroked in
both places at once was orgasmic. I groaned as I lifted my leg for
him to have better access to both regions.

“
I don’t know how you know
what I need, but never stop giving it to me.” I said before kissing
him. He turned me to the shower and rinsed me off.

“
Let’s get to bed.” He
turned off the shower. After opening the glass door, he reached for
a bath sheet from the towel rack. It was so warm that I suspected
it was a towel warmer. There was so much thought to everything in
this bathroom.

He towel dried my body from the top to
the bottom until I was dry, and wrapped me in the towel. He took
another towel and dried himself. I watched longingly as he dried
his amazing physique. He placed the towel back on the rack and
stood naked beside me.

“
I have an extra
toothbrush.” He set about putting toothpaste on the toothbrush. He
came back over to me, and walked me to the sink. “Open.” He brushed
my teeth gently. He brought a cup of water to my lips, and I took a
mouthful of water to rinse, spitting out in the sink. He rinsed the
toothbrush and placed it beside his on the counter. He wiped my
mouth with a corner of the towel and gave me a little peck on the
lips, which brought a smile to face.

Matt lifted me tightly into his body
and carried me back to the bedroom, snugged in the towel. I felt
incredibly worshipped. I suppressed the tears that welled up in
eyes. I was sure that my eyes reddened from the swelling
capillaries. I sniffled a bit. The light in his bedroom was dimmed
by use of only one lamp at his bedside. He lowered me to my
feet.

He took off my towel, and turned down
the bed covers. “Get in bed. I’m going to check on your clothes,
put them in the dryer, and turned everything off in the apartment.
I’ll be right back.” He covered me with the bedding after I slinked
into bed. He gave me a kiss, and entered the bathroom. I felt so
relaxed, pampered, and the one word that kept running through my
mind, ‘love’. I felt love like I’d never felt before. I tried to
shake that feeling off. How could a man that I met a few days ago,
my doctor, make me feel more loved than by a man I was married to
for six years?

After several minutes, he returned and
turned off the light on his nightstand. The room was dark, like it
was when I woke up in this room yesterday. He slipped under the
covers and pulled me close to his chest, our fronts facing. He gave
me a soft kiss on the lips.

“
Thank you for taking care
of me tonight. Have you always been so romantic?”

“
You make it easy to take
care of you. I wouldn’t say what I did tonight is romantic. I did
what I wanted to do, take care of you, enjoy our time together, and
I want to sleep beside you again.”

“
That right there. The
statements you made are romantic. Those are words women want to
hear.” I pulled my hand to my mouth and yawned.

“
Go to sleep. You’re
tired. We can talk in the morning.”

“
So no sleepy sex for
me?”

“
You’re up for sleepy
sex?”

“
The question is, are you
‘up’ for sleepy sex?” I touched his semi erect penis. Feeling it
pulse in my hand. We kissed, our tongues knowing how to seek and
entwine, our desire building. He was tender in his touch, pulling
me under him and parting my legs, his hard penis rubbing on my
mound. My legs poised to his sides. His hips rose and I could feel
the tip of his penis seeking entry.

“
Matt, condom, please.” I
whispered while pushing his hips away from me.

He stopped kissing me and sighed.
“I’ve gotta prove to you that I’m clean because not feeling your
warmth and wetness is breaking me.”

“
But until then, put one
on. Please, baby.” I said sweetly.

He groaned, reaching over to retrieve
one from his drawer. I stroked him while he removed the condom from
the packaging. He rolled it over his erection and lowered himself
onto me.

I reached between his legs and grasped
his erection, running the tip over my entrance, and slipping it
into my opening. We both gasped at his entry. I writhed up to meet
him, wanting to take him all in, our pelvises joining, rubbing into
my clit. He leaned on his forearms as he slowly thrust into me, and
I rose to meet him at each tender drive. I held onto his hips,
keeping him close, keeping the momentum as my climax was building.
I was quickly becoming addicted to him.

He rose up on his hand and touched my
neck softly, bringing his hands around my chest, squeezing my
breasts, circling my nipples with the palm of his hand. I arched my
back at the sensations coursing through my body. His hand went down
my belly toward my mound. His thumb reached my clitoris and circled
with applied pressure. I moaned my pleasure. My writhing increased
to release myself from the building orgasm. The tempo of his
thrusts remained the same, but the circling of my already sensitive
clit was faster until he pinched it. I climaxed, yelling with
abandon.

He thrust a couple more times until he
came apart with a grunt, and gently lowered himself onto my body. I
caressed his back as our heartbeats and breathing returned to
normal. Matt pushed himself off of me and went into the bathroom,
turning on the light, and closing the door. The loss of him, even
for that moment, made me rethink my stance on this condom thing.
I’ve been on the pill for years, and never stopped despite being
single and celibate. There was a part of me that couldn’t trust. I
needed a physical barrier because I wouldn’t allow myself to
connect on a deeper level.

When he returned, he slipped into his
side of the bed. I snuggled into his body, my back to his front,
feeling his hard curves. I grabbed his arm, hugging it in between
my breasts. I kissed his hand. I fell into the deepest sleep. I had
the best sleep beside a loving man since my marriage ended. If it
ended tomorrow, I would still feel more complete than I’ve ever
felt as a woman.

As I slept on my stomach, I felt light touches on my back.
Fingertips softly touched my skin in circles from right to left,
and back and forth until the tips trailed down to my lower back. A
tingling session began from my core and coursed throughout my body.
I moaned when his hands rubbed and squeezed my ass. I rocked from
side to side, wanting to sleep, but not wanting the touching to
stop. Matt planted kisses on my shoulder, moved to my neck, and
when I turned my head to face him, he kissed my lips. I smiled as I
opened my eyes to look at him.

His gorgeous face smiled at me. “Good
Morning.” He caressed my cheek, and I turned to my side to face
him.

“
What time is it?” I asked
because I felt like I needed more sleep, but being Monday, I knew
he needed to get to work.

“
8:00.”

“
8:00?” I hopped up to sit
on my knees, trying to cover myself with the bedding. “Won’t you be
late for work? I’m sorry that I overslept.”

“
Relax. I’ll get to work.
I’m a partner in the practice, I won’t get fired for going in
later. Besides I have a business meeting near Duration at ten.” He
rose up to kiss me.

“
Matt, I have morning
breath.” I said, putting my hand over my mouth. He pulled my hand
down and laid me on my side next to him.

“
It doesn’t bother me. I
like the way you smell, from top to bottom.” He kissed me, turned
me onto my back, and climbed on top of me. He was cold, stealing my
warmth. I noticed he was dressed in a tank and running
shorts.

“
You’re dressed, and cold.
Where did you go?” I asked, whimpering from the goosebumps that
rose on my skin.

“
I went for a run
outside.” He nuzzled my neck, sucking and kissing.

“
So you’re all sweaty and
cold, stealing my body heat—that’s not very gentlemanly.” I said,
distracted by the rubbing of his covered penis on my pussy. My legs
had instinctively opened, allowing him instant access. I rubbed my
feet on his calves trying to warm him up. He kissed me sweetly. I
moaned when his rubbing parted my pussy lips, and his covered penis
entered slightly. I gasped and bucked underneath him.

“
I love your wake up call.
Little massages are my favorite, but we should get ready for work.”
I ran my legs up and down the back of his thighs. He ignored me by
continuing his dry thrusts.

“
You feel so good and
you’re so warm. I like you in my bed, having you here when I need
you, waking up next to you when I want you. I wish I could stay in
bed with you all day.” He whispered. His tongue entered my mouth
and interlaced with mine as he lifted me on top of him. He took the
covers and wrapped them over my back, keeping me cocooned by his
body.

Blindly, I reached over to his drawer
and sought a condom. I lifted up, pulled down his shorts and
underwear to reveal his erect penis, ran my fist up and down his
length as he writhed underneath me. I tore open the condom and
rolled it over his penis, slipping him into my needy pussy. We both
moaned at our joining. I rose up and down on his thick shaft. I put
my hand under his shirt, needing to feel more of his skin. His
hands guided my hips to continue a rhythm. He slid his hands up my
torso and grasped my breasts, his index and ring fingers grasped my
nipples and pinched in between as he cupped them, making them
harder with each squeeze.

He released one breast and brought his
magical thumb to my clit and rubbed. Immediately my pleasure
overtook me and the ripples of orgasm flowed from my core
throughout my body. Without withdrawing, Matt turned me onto my
back and proceeded to thrust within me. I clutched at his ass,
prompting him to continue his fast strokes. We locked eyes, the
intensity in our gaze made me feel like this wasn’t just sex. We
created a deeper connection.