Chapter 81 Precious Moments
Skylar noticed the longing in his tone, the desire in his voice. She couldn’t let him suffer for the next two months. She loved him, and it was her responsibility to keep him happy.
“Are you experiencing pain anywhere after the physiotherapy?”
Christian shook his head, making her look relieved. “My body is used to it now. Initially, the pain was unbearable.” Skylar smiled, her mind made up. She would try her best to please him. She wanted him to overcome his grief and lead a normal, happy life.
“Good! Are you sleepy?” Christian raised an eyebrow at her quizzically. Now what was going on in her head?
“No, why do you ask? Are you planning something?” Skylar blushed and got up to clear their dinner.
“What? You didn’t answer me!” He watched her walk away without replying.
“You’ll see!” she said near the door before disappearing. Christian waited impatiently for her to return. He was bursting with curiosity by now. After a few minutes, Skylar came inside and closed the door, flashing him a nervous smile.
“I thought I’d grow old waiting for you,” he said, gazing at her. He noted the faint blush on her cheeks as she approached him.
“Do you need to freshen up for bed?” she asked, coming to a stop at his bedside.
“No, Caleb helped me freshen up.” His eyes glinted with amusement at seeing her hesitate. “Come here, Skylar.”
“Umm, I need a shower first.” She grabbed her clothes and dashed off to the en-suite, making him chuckle. He knew what she wanted to do! It would be exciting to see her take the initiative. He was already hard even thinking about it.
Skylar changed into a lavender satin camisole and opened the door to step out. Her cheeks flushed with heat at his jaw-dropped gaze upon her. She was acutely aware of the way he was checking her out. Did he notice the effort she took for him? Did he realize she had purposely worn this slip-on, thigh-length camisole instead of her usual pajamas?
“Come here.” Skylar held his gaze as she took baby steps towards the bed. What would they do tonight?
The moment she reached the bed, he leaned forward and pulled her down beside him. Skylar gasped with surprise at his sheer strength. He might have lost the ability to move his legs, but the physiotherapy had strengthened his arms more than before.
“Christian, you’ll get hurt,” she scolded him, but he wasn’t in the mood to listen to anything.
“I’m already in pain. Do you realize what I'm going through? It pains me when I can’t do what I want to. Let’s go home, Skylar. I want to live my life with you my way.” Skylar nodded since she, too, wanted to return home to LA with him.
“We can consult your doctor and go if he permits.” She leaned closer and wrapped her arms around him.
“Lillian will never agree until I’m 100% fit.”
“I’ll convince her if your doctor gives us his permission. You’ll heal better at home than here.”
“Yes, I’m sure I will. I’m depressed here, Skylar. I can’t look after the business from here. This place reminds me of Grandpa Ben and Steele and I tend to lose hope. It was the same with Seb and he left, but I can’t.” Skylar could understand him well because she felt the same way here.
“I’m glad you understand me so well!” Christian smiled at her with relief and cupped her cheek to claim her lips. This was the elixir he needed to cheer him up. Their lips moved in a rhythm and her arms instinctively went around his neck. Soon the kiss became heated, and she opened her mouth to him eagerly. She needed him, too. It wasn’t just a hungry kiss. It was a kiss of love, coupled with a deep longing for one another. She let him devour her mouth, moaning with need.
When she kissed him back, he couldn’t restrain himself any longer. His mouth trailed down her neck while his fingers unzipped the camisole and pushed it off her shoulders. It pooled around her waist, exposing her perky breasts for him to devour next. She arched her body to allow him easy access to herself. She didn’t want to torture him anymore.
“I want you to touch me, Christian. I want you to claim me.” Her desire-filled pleas took him by surprise. He never expected her to admit to her need for him so explicitly. In the past, whenever he had made a move towards her, she had stopped him. She had always been in denial. He gazed at her, his eyes widening with disbelief. The sight of her ripe, bare body in his arms caused an intense desire to pool in his loins. He could feel himself go rock hard for a release.
Christian trailed his fingers to her voluptuous breasts, stroking the taut peaks with his thumb. His eyes darkened to the deepest shades of blue, luring her into their depths.
“Mine! Only mine!” he murmured, almost to himself as he dipped his head to claim them into his mouth one by one. Skylar trembled with an intense need to feel his touch. It was pure ecstasy to feel a wave of desire engulf her body. Yet she wanted more. She wanted him to touch her deep down where no one ever did. Not even Christian!
His warm mouth ravished her breasts with such renewed energy that it didn’t seem he was injured at all. A deep throaty moan left her mouth, and she fisted into his hair, surrendering to the throbbing need deep down between her legs. Only Christian’s touch could relieve her from it!
“Please, Christian!” she breathed in abandon.
Christian raised his head and gazed at her, his eyes drunk and delirious!
“Tell me what you need, Skylar!” This time, she didn’t hesitate even a bit.
“You, Christian. I want you. I want you to touch me everywhere. I want you to give me my first release, please,” she said in a hoarse whisper, unable to recognize her own voice. Christian’s eyes glittered with satisfaction. This was what he had wanted to hear for a long time.
“Come closer, then!” Skylar obliged, positioning herself to give him easy access to herself.
“Like this?” she asked, as a deep blush stained her cheeks. She had never done this before when he was fit. Now she had to do all the hard work instead of the other way around. Christian grinned at her, very pleased with her.
His fingers hooked into the waistband of her lacy panties and pulled them down in one yank. “Closer, baby!” Acutely aware of his desire-filled gaze upon her bare body, Skylar moved forward just as he wanted.
“You’re breathtakingly beautiful! More than I ever imagined!” he whispered, trailing his fingers along her inner thighs and traveling upward. Skylar gasped with anticipation, grabbing onto him for support. She could feel herself dripping wet for him already. A gasp of pure pleasure escaped her lips when his fingers touched her slick folds. The pleasure was so intense that she closed her eyes.
“Open your eyes, Skylar. I want you to see me touch you.”
She opened her eyes and moaned when he dipped a finger deep inside her. It was an out-of-the-world feeling indeed! How had she denied herself for so long? Why hadn’t she allowed him to touch her this way earlier? He pulled out of her and plunged in again, making her gasp.
“Please, don’t stop!” she whispered hoarsely.
His fingers plunged in an out of her while she moaned with need, desperate for more. Wave after wave of pleasure swept over her as he built up a tempo. With a massive hard-on aching for a release, Christian selflessly pleased her to the point of no return. He wanted her to enjoy her first release.
Within minutes, she let go and dug her nails into his shoulders, her thickening core convulsing around his fingers. It was followed by an explosive release that left her totally sated and gasping for breath.
Christian licked his fingers clean as she lay still, watching him through hooded eyes.
“How was it?” he asked hoarsely.
“Wow! Why didn’t we do it earlier?” she whispered breathlessly, making him smile.
“Maybe because you didn’t feel a thing for me! Love makes all the difference!”
“Kiss me, Skylar!” The deep longing in his eyes touched Skylar’s heart. She could understand what he wanted so badly. One glance at his painfully hard erection straining against his sweatpants was enough to arouse her. She would give him the release he needed.
She lowered herself towards his abdomen, and he stilled. “What are you doing?” he demanded gruffly.
“Kissing what is mine!” She went down to the waistband of his pants while a tremor of need coursed up his body. He waited with his breath stuck up in his throat. He had dreamed of doing it so many times with her when he was fitter. Now, with his crippled body, he could hardly do a thing! He helplessly watched her pull his sweatpants down to ease the massive hard-on out for her to feast on.
“Don’t worry, I won’t hurt you.” She sucked and devoured his shaft gently, making him close his eyes with bliss. Within minutes, he found his release and flashed her a bright smile of relief.
“I want this every day!” he whispered, pulling her up for a kiss.
“Yes. Me too. I love you, Mr. St. James!” she whispered against his lips.
“I love you more, Mrs. St. James.”