I gasped, eting his eyes. "Well, we really don’t need to do that."
"It’d be kinda fun, though."
"We’ll put a pin in that for when we’re actually alone."
"So, am I sleeping in here?" he asked again.
"Yes, please," I said, grinning.
"Correct answer."
"But you’re going to get into the bed, elevate that leg, and not get out of said bed unless you have to use the bathroom. Got it?"
"You gonna fuck like you did before?"
I shivered. "If you like."
"I’d like very much, beautiful."
"Okay," I breathed out, kissing him again.
With my world back on its axis, I cuddled back against him. After a few minutes of listening to him breathe, I nuzzled his neck before running my tongue along his pulse.
"Baby," he rasped as I straddled him and covered his mouth with mine.
I let out a frustrated grunt, my yoga pants a barrier to what I needed from him, so I climbed off him and divested myself of my clothing.
"I don’t have condoms down here," he warned.
I frowned. "Are you clean?"
"Yeah. Got tested last week. The paperwork’s upstairs."
"I’m on the pill." I climbed back on him and attacked his mouth as I slid my palms down his body, reaching the waistband of his jeans and releasing his cock.
Gio hissed, running his hands between our bodies, and burying his finger inside . I wed as he added another finger, and I began to ride his hand.
Without warning, he grabbed around the waist, lifting and slamming onto his rock-hard cock. The feeling of him inside of was like catnip and my pussy contracted as his girth filled . I took a minute to relish the feeling and when I could no longer hold back my body, I gripped his cut and rode him like his cock was my reason for living.
Gio grunted, thrusting his cock deeper, filling so deep, I nearly ca.
"Razor," I rasped, and he growled, so deep and low, it was almost feral.
"Jesus," he bit out, his hands sliding into my hair and weaving into my scalp, pulling forward.
I bit his ear, gently but hard enough to elicit a reaction, and I felt his cock grow harder. The force between my legs increased, and as his slams grew faster and faster, I felt my orgasm hit harder than it ever had before, just as Gio’s cock pulsed inside of .
I fell against him, kissing his neck as I worked to catch my breath.
"You calling Razor, baby. Fuckin’ heaven."
"I was trying it out." I smiled against his skin. "I like it."
"Yeah, I like it, too."
He ran his hands down my spine, kissing the top of my head. "Love you, honey."
"Love you, too." I sat up and t his eyes. "I’m going to clean up. Do not move."
I headed into the bathroom to clean up, then helped him do the sa.
"You hungry?" he asked.
"We just had dinner," I pointed out.
"So?" he challenged.
I laughed, shimmying my panties back on. "Let see what’s down here. I can make you sothing, but I don’t want you on that leg."
"My crutches and walker are upstairs."
"I’ll grab them and bring them down."
I finished dressing, then leaned down and kissed him quickly before heading upstairs to grab his walking aids.
Razor
Two days later, I walked into the doctor’s office despite my protests. Unfortunately, both Waverly and Katie were with , so those protests fell on deaf ears.
I’d already had another X-ray, so while we waited for the doctor to quickly review it, I wrapped an arm around Waverly and pulled her closer to on the waiting room bench.
"How are you so calm?" she asked.
"Can’t control the outco, Fizzy."
She huffed. "You could have if you hadn’t put your own health in jeopardy."
"Yeah, I know, baby. I won’t do it again."
"Gio," a nurse called, and I grabbed my crutches.
Both Katie and Waverly stood and followed back.
After my vitals were taken, the dial assistant left us and Dr. Kraft walked in, a frown on his face as he shook my hand. "What’s this I hear about you removing your cast, young man?"
"Montary lapse of judgent," I said.
He humd in admonishnt as he sat at his computer. "Well, the X-rays are concerning, but luckily, we don’t have to do another surgery. You are going to get another cast today and you’ll need to wear it for six weeks."
"Six—?"
Waverly cleared her throat in warning, and I sighed.
"Right, six weeks," I conceded.
"We’ll do another X-ray at that juncture and see how you’re doing." He turned to face . "But I must warn you, it’s possible you might have to do another week or two if it’s not looking like I want it to. You can still bear small amounts of weight, but only for limited amounts of ti, so use your walker." He speared with a very doctorly stare. "Do you have soone to help you?"
"He does," Waverly said.
He glanced her way. "Excellent."
"And we’ll make sure he keeps it on," Katie interjected.
"Even better." Dr. Kraft smiled. "Right. Do you have any questions for ?"
I shook my head.
He reached out his hand and I shook it as he said, "Malcolm will be in to take you down to get your cast put back on."
He left the room, and Waverly linked her fingers with mine. "You’re going to be fine, honey. This isn’t a death sentence."
"Feels like it."
"It’ll be less than two months, Razor. You can do it," Katie encouraged.
I grunted in disbelief and both won chuckled.
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