I walked around to her side of the bed and lifted her chin. Her color looked better and her eyes were clear. “How’re you feeling baby, anymore pain?”
“Not really just a slight twinge but Robyn got me magic pills.”
“Magic pills huh?” I picked up the little bottle from her side table. Motrin extra strength, maybe I’ll see about buying a whole crate of the shit.
“What do you want for dinner baby?” I leaned over her and stole a kiss. “My poor baby’s sick.” I heard a throat clearing before Robyn was up and off the bed.
“Okay that’s my cue I’ll see you guys. Call me if you need anything else.”
“Hey Robyn, I didn’t mean to run you off stay for dinner at least.”
“Thanks boss but I’ve got a hot one tonight I’ll see you two lovebirds around.”
She was out the door before I could argue farther. I shrugged at Kitten when we heard the apartment door close behind her.
“So what does the baby want for dinner?”
“Callan, sir?”
“Yes love. What is it?”
“Can you just hold me for a little bit?”
“Of course.” I climbed in being careful not to jostle the bed too much and pulled her back into my arms. “Babe can I ask you a question?”
“Uh-huh.”
“Why aren’t you in our bed?”
“Oh, I didn’t think you’d want me there you know…” she trailed off at the look I gave her.
“We’re really going to have a talk about your opinion of me. Come on.” I picked her up and took her into our room and set her up with the remote. “I really don’t want you eating that stuff isn’t there something that can take its place?”
“I didn’t eat it. I promise Robyn said she usually does when she has her you know, stuff, but I told her you didn’t like me eating that sort of thing only the chocolate was okay and only a little bit.”
“Damn now, I feel like an ogre. How about I make you your favorite shake and you can have that to sip on while I make dinner?”
“Sounds good.”
I stayed with her for a little bit before heading to the kitchen to take care of dinner. I was able to relax for the first time since that phone call. I wasn’t too pleased with myself anymore than I was with her. I hate feeling like I haven’t been taking care of her, what the fuck else had I overlooked?
I’ve never lived with a woman before but that was no excuse. I was going to have to figure some things out. There was no sense in asking her because she had about as much experience as I did.
I fed her dinner in bed before giving her more pills when she became achy again and she fell asleep in my arms. I slept fitfully afraid she’d wake up in the night needing me, but she slept through the night except once she had to use the bathroom but then she just crawled back into my waiting arms and was out again.
The next day she convinced me to go into work. The only reason I gave in is because I knew we were going to be gone for a while soon and I wanted to get as much done before we left to free up my time.
I called her every hour on the hour and she teased me about being a worrier. She didn’t see herself lying on that floor crying in pain and acting like death was imminent, it was going to be a while before I got that image out of my head.
I had already started looking around for a method to combat that kind of pain. So far the only answer seemed to be some sort of invasive medical procedure, which I wasn’t sure was the way to go.
That evening, she seemed much better, not a hundred percent but she wasn’t as flushed as before. I did notice that her tits looked bigger than normal. I’m a dog what can I say, but I wasn’t about to do anything not while she was in pain and besides I’m not into fucking around with a period, messy shit.
For the next couple of days, I held her whenever I was home with her and made sure she was comfortable. By day seven I was about ready to fuck a hole in the desk or some shit but that evening she gave me the green light.
The words were no sooner out of her mouth than I swept her up in my arms and headed for the nearest bed. I’m sorry to say there was no finesse involved, my cock was at breaking point and he just wanted in.
I threw her across the bed, tore off the little skirt thing she was wearing, unzipped and fucked into her hard. “Fuck.” Her pussy felt like it had tightened up since it hadn’t been in use for those few days; velvet heat wrapped around my cock like a vise.
I fucked poor little Kitten without mercy for the next five hours. I had her in every position imaginable to man and beast. We fell away from each other in the middle of the night, spent and just plain fucked out.