Chapter 83 Inadequacies
Christian’s heart skipped a beat with excitement. He remembered how she had pushed him away the last time they were here. Her behavior had upset him so much. He had left home to go on a trip all by himself, only to return to get her. If he hadn’t returned that day, he wouldn’t have seen this change in his life. Maybe he wouldn’t have felt Skylar’s love at all! He had achieved the impossible in a matter of five months! He had made her realize her feelings for him.
Skylar got up and caught his hand, leading him inside. She knew she had taken him by surprise again, but she wanted to make him happy.
Once inside, she closed the door after her. Christian hesitated, his confidence wavering at the last moment. He was afraid he would fail her. What if she wasn’t satisfied? What if he was incapacitated? After his surgery, he wasn’t sure he could please her as well in bed as he could earlier! This was a fear that was eating him alive. It made him stop every time they made out with one another. He was too embarrassed to discuss it with his doctor.
“Skylar, I think it will be wise not to overdo it tonight. I’m really too exhausted!” His limp was back as he hobbled towards the en-suite to change for bed. Skylar felt a little guilty for forcing herself on him. What was the urgency? Clearly, he still wasn’t one hundred percent fit. She would have to take it slow until he completely recovered.
After a few minutes, Christian emerged and lay down to rest his tired muscles. “Come quickly. I’m waiting for my goodnight kiss!”
She smiled, knowing what he wanted. They kissed and made out every night and cuddled with one another to sleep. It was like a ritual for them.
“Just give me five minutes. I need a shower!”
Oblivious to the intense mental struggle going on in his head, Skylar quickly showered and emerged from the washroom wrapped in a fluffy towel. It was enough to arouse him immensely. She was a seductress while he was just a helpless husband hopelessly in love with her! It was a lethal combination indeed! How would he resist the urge to plunge deep inside her? What if he failed to pump into her the way he wanted to? She would be so disappointed in him! Maybe she would leave him to seek sexual satisfaction elsewhere!
A thousand undercurrents flittered across his mind as he watched her walk up to the closet to get her clothes. Under normal circumstances, he would have stopped her and pulled her into his arms but now, he suddenly started developing cold feet.
“Is something wrong, Christian?” she whispered as she let the towel fall off, exposing her ripe, curvy body for him to check out.
“No. I’m still waiting for my kiss.” His gaze roamed all over her as she pulled on her clothes, taking her time while he was dying a slow death. His harsh intake of breath and his dark, dilated pupils were enough to let her know how aroused he was. Then why wasn’t he grabbing her already? Was he in pain after the journey?
She joined him on the bed and cupped his cheeks lovingly. “Are you in pain?”
“Not really. I’m just exhausted, but I can’t sleep without my kiss!”
Skylar pecked his lips, teasing him a little. He seemed to be restraining himself with all his might. She had no idea what was stopping him from enjoying the night with her. They were home now, with no one in the entire house to disturb them. Maybe he was really experiencing fatigue and pain.
He groaned and claimed her lips with an urgency that made her heart race with anticipation. She knew he was as aroused as she was. She opened her mouth to his probing tongue, allowing him to dominate the kiss to a new level altogether. He gripped the back of her head while his mouth plundered hers. Desire slammed into him and he ran his hand along her back, dipping under the pajama top to caress the smooth skin of her waist.
He knew he couldn’t plunge himself deep inside her as he wanted to. Instead, his mouth and hands made sweet, innocent love to her. A gasp escaped her lips, and she kissed him back with equal fervor.
In a split second, he flipped her on the bed and hovered over her, his mouth still fused with hers. Skylar felt delirious and light-headed, her body burning with desire for him. With his tongue swirling against hers, seeking to ravage every recess of her mouth hungrily, she could hardly think of anything else. Yet her fingers caught at the hemline of his tee-shirt, to pull it out of his body.
His mouth released hers briefly to get rid of the tee shirt. He reclaimed her lips while her eager hands explored his body. A groan of pure pleasure escaped him. Releasing her, he pulled the pajama top out of her.
“I want to kiss you everywhere!” he whispered, his voice thick with desire.
“Who’s stopping you?” Her reply aroused him further. He fought a battle against his body, which only wanted to thrust into her slick feminine folds. He knew what was stopping him, but he couldn’t admit that to her.
Skylar wrapped her arms around his shoulders, pulling his head down towards her. She wanted his mouth on her.
Unable to restrain himself any longer, Christian claimed her perky, rounded breasts one by one into his warm mouth. He cupped the plump breasts in his hands, squeezing them gently, massaging them while devouring the other one. Skylar arched her body to give him more access to herself. She needed him now, all of him.
His fingers soon traveled down to her weeping core.
She could feel his painfully hard bulge pressing against her. A throbbing started deep within her and the wish to feel him inside her drove her crazy.
“Make love to me, Christian!” she whispered hoarsely when he stilled. Raising his head, he simply gazed back at her with confusion.
“Not tonight, baby! My body is too exhausted to get into the act.” He instantly released her as if burned. Skylar stilled, all the excitement leaving her body at his rejection. How could she be so insensitive? He wasn’t totally healed yet.
“I’m sorry, Christian! I got carried away. Yes, rest and regain your strength.” She picked up her top and pulled it over her head while he rolled over to his side.
A sense of dejection and guilt washed over him at seeing the disappointment on her face. He knew he wasn’t that exhausted. It was a ploy to ward off her advances. It was a defensive move to hide his own inadequacies. He watched her with hooded eyes, his organ still painfully hard and aroused.
“Go to sleep, Christian. Good night!” She turned her back towards him to sleep. Christian sighed and pulled her back into his arms, spooning her from behind.
“You know I need you in my arms to sleep.” Skylar smiled and turned to face him. She wrapped an arm around his torso and kissed his neck teasingly.
“Sweet dreams of me, Christian!” she whispered with a smug smile.
“Not sweet! Wet dreams!” She giggled while he smiled at her infectious mood.
“I’m not going anywhere. We can live those dreams when you’re better.” Christian smiled and pulled her closer to inhale her addictive scent. She fell asleep in no time, but he couldn’t get a wink of sleep. His condition worried him deeply. Should he consult a doctor to check whether he was physically fit to enjoy physical intimacy? Maybe he would when he consulted a doctor and therapist here in LA.
However, the next day, since morning, he was busy preparing for their date. It was a lazy Sunday, and Katherine pampered them with her delicacies. After lunch, a new therapist, Paul Young, arrived to talk to him. Paul was Ted’s friend and Christian immediately engaged him. He couldn’t afford to stop his therapy. He had to get over the limp!
“Which doctor are you consulting here?” asked Paul Young.
“I haven’t consulted a doctor here. I just returned yesterday from Cleveland.”
“Oh, in that case, why don’t you see Dr. Gary Martin, a renowned orthopedic surgeon in Adventist Hospital? I’m associated with it. You’ll find Dr. Edmund James, the best neurosurgeon in the entire city there.”
Christian’s eyes twinkled with hope. Could he check his issues there?
“Fine. I’ll have a word with them this week.”
It was evening, and he looked forward to his date with Skylar. She had gone shopping and hadn’t returned yet. Christian checked the last-minute preparations and then sent his employees home. He wanted to enjoy their date with no disturbance.
Skylar came in after twenty minutes with lots of new clothes for the two of them. “I want you to wear this tonight,” she said, handing him a white dress shirt and a pair of beige chinos.
“Why these?” He took them while eyeing the rest of the outfits she bought.
“They match with mine.” She fished out a white dress embroidered with tiny lace floral motifs and sequins.
Christian smiled, eager to please her. “Sure. What else do you want me to do?”
“I want you to make love to me tonight!” she whispered breathlessly, making him go completely still.