Grace moistened her lips. “Sir.”

Alexander grinned. “Significantly better.” Then he kissed her. Every little thing Grace had been about to say was thrown out the window as he reached between them and started making her physique sing once more.

***

He stared on the popcorn ceiling in Grace’s bed room. It was round three within the morning and Grace was slumbering beside him. After he’d ravished her once more she’d barely been capable of preserve her eyes open. That, in fact, had been the plan.

Tossing the covers to the facet, Alexander obtained out of Grace’s mattress and walked into the lavatory, ensuring to attend till the door was closed earlier than turning on the sunshine. He didn’t need to wake her. Grace wanted her sleep.

There was just a little bear sitting on the again of the bathroom, holding an American flag, which appeared to be watching him as he relieved himself. Alexander had observed a number of bears positioned round her home and questioned if she collected them. He’d must ask. It wasn’t one thing he’d considered earlier than.

He flushed and went to the sink to clean his fingers. His leg was aching, however contemplating he may hear the rain outdoors hitting the home windows, he wasn’t shocked. It was par for the course with an damage like his.

Opening Grace’s medication cupboard, he discovered some ibuprofen and tossed two in his mouth, chasing them down with a handful of water from the faucet. He was reaching to show off the water when there was a gentle knock on the lavatory door.

“You possibly can are available in. I’m first rate.” Which was a complete lie. He was standing there in his birthday swimsuit, but it surely wasn’t as if she hadn’t seen all of him earlier that night.

She slowly pushed open the door and edged her method inside as if she wasn’t positive of herself. Possibly she wasn’t. After their speak, he wasn’t positive about a lot of something.

“Every little thing okay?” she requested.

He turned off the water and dried his fingers. “Yeah. My leg was bothering me, so I swiped a few your ibuprofen.”

Grace frowned. “Is there something I can do?”

“I’ll be high-quality.” His limp as he moved towards her solely deepened the creases in her brow.

“I used to present Kurt massages. Would that assist?”

The considered her fingers on him had his cock twitching. “I don’t—”

“Please, Sir. Let me allow you to.”

It was the pleading look in her eyes that broke him. “All proper.”

At his settlement, she jumped into motion. Grace opened one of many drawers beside the sink and eliminated a darkish blue bottle of what he assumed was lotion. Then she took maintain of his hand and led him again into the bed room. “Lie down.”

He gave her a tough look.

She lowered her gaze to the ground, wanting completely submissive and lovable. “Sorry. Sir, would you please lie down on the mattress so I can therapeutic massage your leg for you?”

As tempting because it was, he resisted the urge to the touch her. Alexander knew if he did, they’d find yourself having intercourse once more, his leg be damned. As an alternative, he stretched out on the mattress and positioned his fingers behind his head. That was the one method he may ensure he’d preserve them to himself.

Grace squeezed a few of the lotion into her fingers, and positioned the tube on the nightstand earlier than rubbing her fingers collectively. With the gentlest stress, she started massaging the lotion into his leg. As she grew extra assured she wasn’t hurting him, Grace used her fingers extra, urgent in opposition to his muscle mass. She glided over his scars as in the event that they didn’t trouble her in any respect.

Alexander closed his eyes because the ache in his leg started to fade. He didn’t know if it was the ibuprofen kicking in or what Grace was doing or each. Both method, he wasn’t going to complain. In addition to, even when it was the drugs, Grace’s fingers have been heavenly.

The extra she labored her magic, the extra his thoughts started to maneuver in a unique route. He was much less centered on the discomfort and extra on how Grace’s fingers felt pushing and pulling on his pores and skin—and the way they’d really feel gliding alongside one other a part of his anatomy. He groaned as the image fashioned in his head.

Grace heard him and halted her actions.

He seemed down, assembly her gaze. “Don’t cease.”

“I don’t need to damage you,” she mentioned.

Alexander shook his head. “You’re not. It feels wonderful. Thanks.”

It took her a minute to renew what she’d been doing.

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