by L. C. Giroux
"Oh." Her voice sounded very small, like she hadn't ever thought that and didn't know what to think now.
"Relax, I'm not going to be pulling any whips and chains out of my pocket. Just lets me know that you won't mind me being, well, me."
"Okay." though she said it like it was still under consideration.
"So I tell you I am going to drive you home and..."
"When we get to my house, you come in and we end up in my bedroom."
"Okay, we're in your bedroom now."
Her breathing was starting to get shallower and she was flushed. He could feel the waves of arousal coming off of her.
"We're sitting on my bed."
Cam moved toward the bed, and looked back at her when she didn't follow him.
"PG rated, remember." and he held his hand out. She walked over to him and held on to it for a second then climbed on the bed. He maneuvered his chair so he could get on it too and then followed her.
"So we're on the bed..."
"Then I start... I start taking your sweatshirt and T-shirt off." She blushed dark pink.
"Well, that sounds promising." and he held his arms out for her to undress him.
"Joseph?"
"You want me to do it? but then it messes with your fantasy."
She reached out and put her hand in the center of his chest and then followed it with her other one. She sat like that for a second or two feeling his heart pounding. Cam barely breathed he was so afraid of spooking her. Finally she gathered a handful of his sweater and pulled it up over his head. She hung it over the top of the head board. The she started on his T-shirt. She was moving in slow motion and the effect was mesmerizing. Cam desperately wanted to reach out to her, rip his shirt off, or both but again he didn't move a muscle. Finally she got the shirt off and laid it on the bed. Cam could see her eyes had a far away look to them. She was barely breathing herself, her breaths were so shallow. Finally she put one of her hands on his bare chest where she had started. Cam reached for the other one and placed it next to her other hand and left it there. After staring at them for a minute, she smoothed them over his chest. When he didn't flinch she moved them more freely, stretching her fingers in the sprinkling of curly dark hair there.
"Now what?" Cam heard his voice turn to gravel with the effort to speak. She looked up like she was surprised he was still there. Evidently in her fantasy he was the strong silent type. She came back to reality a little before she answered.
"Um, I, take off my clothes and put on your T-shirt." She didn't look him in the eye when she was saying it.
"In front of me, or do you go somewhere else to change?"
She looked relieved. "Somewhere else I guess, I just know I end up in your T-shirt."
"Do you want to do it in the bathroom?" She just shook her head yes and then grabbed the shirt and darted for the bathroom door. Before she went in she looked up at him and her eyes were shining like diamonds and she had a goofy grin on her face, which made him smile too. While she was in there he slid out of his jeans and got under the covers. When she came back out she was wearing only his shirt and her panties. Cam's eyes almost rolled back in his head suppressing the urge to growl. He took as deep a breath as he could manage to avoid choking on the desire that washed over him. He swallowed hard before he spoke.
"Are those white cotton bikinis, miss?"
She grinned back at him and shook her head yes.
"Have mercy on me!" he said looking at the ceiling. "Come here." His voice had gone gravelly again with the effort to control himself. When she stood beside him, he took one of her hands and placed it over his pounding heart. He wanted her to feel what she was doing to him. While she stood there his other hand slid over her hip till it met the elastic on the leg of her panties. He slid his thumb under the edge and caressed the silky skin there. Her breath hitched in her chest.
"Do I get a kiss at some point?" Her hands slid around his neck as she bent to kiss him. As she did his hand slid around to the back of her thigh and stayed there. He felt her breath shudder as she kissed him, sweet, chaste little kisses at first then finally just the tip of her tongue touching his lips. Without moving his hand, Cam gently pushed her down to him and deepened the kiss. After a minute, he knew if he didn't pull back this was not going to be a PG rated fantasy much longer.
"What next?" His voice came out as a croak, the muscles in his chest were so tight.
"Not much, um, I curl up with my head on your chest and go to sleep?" Her voice sounded as raspy as his. Cam fought the urge to groan.
"Hmm, as wonderful as that sounds, can I embellish a little?"
"What do you want to do?" She sounded scared again.
"Nothing scary, only what I would have done if this situation presented itself to me when I was in high school. Actually a lot less than I would have tried then. Now I understand the appeal of taking things a little slower."
"I guess." She still sounded so wary he knew he'd need to go slow with her.
"Thank God. I need you closer." and he dragged her across his body as she still clung to his shoulders. "Come on, under the covers too." When he had tucked her in, her eyes got wide.
"Where are your jeans?"
"I took them off, I can't exactly sleep in my jeans. I did keep my shorts on. I'm as covered as I would be at the beach."
"I guess, its just that, I can feel ALL of you."
"Mmm Hmm, and I'm gonna feel all of you too." Now he was grinning like the wolf he felt like.
"Oh." She burrowed in closer to him, pulling herself into a ball next to him.
"Oh no you don't. I want to feel those gorgeous legs of yours tangled up in mine." and he turned towards her. She looked up at him with her eyes round from wonder. He pulled her into him and placed a gentle kiss on her nose. It must have reassured her because she relaxed and wrapped her legs around his. He shifted his hips so that one of his legs was between hers.
"You can move your legs!"
"A little. I wasn't trying to hide it from you. I need the wheelchair because there isn't enough strength to stay standing for any real length of time but I can move them some and even better I can feel your soft silky skin against them. What, you thought I was safe because I couldn't move?" Cam started laughing at the look on her face. "Its okay, I probably should have warned you. As spinal cord injuries go I got off pretty damn lucky. Um, as you have no doubt noticed, I, ugh, have no trouble with, arousal."
She grinned up at him. "I noticed. You promised..."
"I'm just saying, in case you want to make any future plans for something maybe R rated next time. But this is all about your favorite high school fantasy. Evie, I want to touch you. I'm not going to undress you if you don't want. I'm only going to use my hands but I want to touch you. Are you okay with that?"
"If I want you to stop you will?"
"Absolutely, this is all about you, but have you considered that you may not want me to stop?"
"Joseph."
"Yes."
"You talk too much. Kiss me."
Being a nice guy he did what she asked, being a man while he was kissing her he pulled her top leg up over his hip so he could touch her through her now very damp panties. At first she stiffened up but after a couple of minutes of just running his fingers up and down the wet cotton she relaxed and he pulled her in closer. His cock wanted to burn a hole in her belly but he meant what he told her. Maybe later he could run an ice cold bath. As he continued teasing her through the cloth she started to squirm and it was becoming obvious to him at least that she wanted release. He pushed harder against the cotton and found her clit. She gasped against his mouth but for once she didn't try to bolt. God, she was soaked. He'd give anything to be inside her right now but he'd have to wait. He wanted her to think of this the next time she thought about her schoolgirl fantasy.
"Evie, I want to make you come honey. Do you want to take these off? I can do it with them on. Either way, its your call."
"On, God, don't stop Joseph." i
t came out as a whisper as she clung to him. Cam pulled her closer as she tucked her head under his chin and he kissed her forehead. With a feather light touch he caressed her through the cotton. The texture of the fabric magnified the movement and soon she was whimpering. Cam tucked his head down and whispered in her ear.
"I've got you my little bird, fly apart for me, I've got you, its okay."
He felt her start to stiffen in his arms and then she started to shake.
"Oh! Joseph! Oh! God!"
"Look at me. Keep your eyes open when you come for me baby, I want you to know this isn't a dream. I'm real and I'm here." She stared up at him, fighting to keep her eyes open but finally losing the battle when the orgasm got stronger. She threw her head back, he felt her fingernails claw at his back and neck. Her legs clamped around his as she thrust against his hand. Finally, she muffled her scream by biting into his chest, thank God she didn't break the skin. He kept stroking her till she finally stilled then she looked up at him with those huge lost looking eyes.
"That was so much better than my fantasy."
"Maybe you could edit that part in before you curl up against my chest and fall asleep."
"I'm not sleepy now, besides what about you?"
"I promised you it was all about your fantasy."
"You did say I could edit it."
"What did you have in mind?"
She just smiled at him and then he felt her hand graze his shaft. He sucked in a breath.
"Well, schoolgirls are so curious. I... want to see you. And touch you, like you touched me. No wait, not through cloth, skin to skin.
"Woman, you're gonna kill me." He might have protested more but she started running her fingernail in tiny circles on the underside of the head of his penis and he suddenly became incapable of thought. He felt her trying to tug his boxer-briefs down and finally came back to reality enough to help her. Once he was naked, she really did act like the curious schoolgirl. Touching him all over and looking at the reaction she got. She had pulled the covers off of him and it was starting to get chilly so he pulled her down onto his chest and kissed her while she kept exploring with one hand. God, he was close.
Evie, honey, I'm not gonna last much longer if you keep doing that."
"I thought that was the point."
"Naughty girl." She made each motion faster and harder.
"Oh Hell! Evie!" and he was lost, adrift in the most intense orgasm of his life. When he came back to reality again. Evie was kneeling next to him with a delighted smile on her face.
"What?" It was almost too soon to talk.
"I've never done that before."
"Hmm?" Sleep was calling to him.
"I've never, um, touched a man like that before?"
"What? Oh, your fantasy. I, um, I'm gonna need to clean up."
"I'll get something in a sec." She ran a finger through the cum on his abdomen and then stuck it in her mouth. Cam's eyes got wide. Fuck, that was sexy as hell. Having satisfied her curiosity she got off the bed and went into the bathroom. She came back with a warm wet facecloth and cleaned him off. When she got back from the bathroom this time she got into bed under the covers and Cam curled up around her. That is when he noticed the panties were now gone.
"So you trust me enough to not have the panties on now." She giggled a little.
"They were so wet I couldn't wear them.
"Now you're just trying to make me feel good."
"Ugh, you're awful."
"but you must like it a little, the soaked panties are proof. Now shh, time to sleep."
***
When Evie woke up it was still pitch black out. She had woken up because her stomach was grumbling so loudly. It did again and Joseph's seemed to answer hers. She giggled quietly. He'd been so intent on acting out her fantasy that they had never gotten any dinner. It was too early for breakfast but if she didn't get a snack or something she wasn't going to be able to go back to sleep. As she tried to slip from the bed a large warm hand pulled her back.
"You're not going anywhere little bird."
"You're awake?" she whispered
"Sorta, what are you doing?"
"I need a snack or I'll never be able to go back to sleep." His stomach growled loudly.
"What time is it?" Evie looked at the clock on her shelves.
"About four AM."
"Mmm, too many years of working odd shifts for me to go back to sleep. Why don't you stay here, I'll make you breakfast in bed, assuming you have any food in the house."
"Joseph, you don't have to do that."
"I know, I want to, and besides then you'll have to come up with an appropriate way to say thank you." Even in the near dark she could tell he had his devil grin on.
As they sat there grinning at each other they heard a crash of glass shattering followed by another.
"Stay here!" He yelled as he pulled on his jeans and sweater. He was in his chair and opening the elevator gate before she even knew how to respond and then he was gone. She sat dazed in the bed, what could that have been?" She didn't have to wait long to find out. Fifteen minutes later he was back and not happy.
"What was it?"
"It was probably just some kids but they took out two of the big windows in your studio. Looks like they just grabbed bricks that were lying on the ground outside. I've called it in so you'll have a police report for your insurance. It didn't look like they were after anything so either it was random or someone was trying to scare you. Anybody have a problem with you?"
"No!"
"Easy, I didn't think anyone would, just had to ask. Like I said it was probably just kids and it got out of hand. You better get dressed though the Somerville guys will be here soon, when they're done I'll get some guys in to board up the windows so you don't freeze to death. You're going to need to call your insurance too. I'm just glad you aren't one of those people that works in the middle of the night. You could have gotten hurt. I'm going to go back down and make some coffee while you get dressed." He turned to head back to the elevator.
"Joseph."
"Yeah."
"Thanks for doing all of this. I wouldn't know where to even start, I mean, eventually I'd muddle through but..."
"Hey, to serve and protect, right. Unfortunately serving you breakfast in bed is going to have to wait for a different day. Get dressed, I'll figure out something we can eat before the cops get here. I can hear your stomach growling from here." and he went back downstairs.
She should be upset that someone randomly threw a brick through her windows but all she could do right then was smile at being taken care of. She shook her head to clear it. He would probably do this for anyone, of course he was here because they had spent the night together. She blushed at the memory of last night. It was all so innocent and erotic at the same time. Maybe she could trust him with her secret. He seemed like he was willing to go slow. She'd need to figure out if he was willing to stick around because at this point she wasn't into a one night stand.
Chapter Three
By the time she got downstairs Joseph was already talking to the police. They came to the same conclusions he had. They even checked, there was a rehab going on around the corner which was where the bricks had come from. Nobody had reported hearing anything but she wouldn't have expected they would since it was so early. The cops told her that she could pick up the report for her insurance Monday afternoon and they left. Joseph locked the door between her loft and the studio when they went back to finally get breakfast.
"I want you to promise me you'll get the lock on the outside door fixed to your studio and keep it locked. I don't want any one sneaking in if it turns out that your being targeted."
"You snuck in and I like how that turned out." Everyone thought it was just a couple of kids why was he being such a worry wart.
"Evie, I'm serious. That lock is ancient, almost worthless. I want you to promise me, fix it soon."
"Sheesh, you're no fun."
He smiled at her. "Really?
Who was screaming my name last night?"
"Augghh! Not fair! That was totally embarrassing."
"Embarrassing? What the hell was there to be embarrassed about? It wasn't like I didn't do the same thing a couple minutes later."
"I probably looked awful too." She felt like hiding and looked at the floor, at least this way she could hide behind her hair. He got in her face then.
"Listen to me, do you have any idea what it does to a man to bring a woman he... He's with to orgasm. There is nothing in the world better except maybe seeing your kid born. It is absolutely caveman and frankly, I wouldn't have had it any other way. You looked amazing and yelling my name... That kind of thing makes a man feel ten feet tall. I'm not sorry in the least. Actually I'd like to do it again... Soon. How about now?" She smiled at him. Maybe there was something to his total honesty thing? She felt like what ever she said would be okay with him. Maybe...
"I thought you were going to make me breakfast?"
"Its late enough now, do you just want to go out? Not some big deal Sunday brunch thing though. Wanna just go to the diner and get something there?"
"That's fine."
"I noticed you still have my T-shirt on, do I get that back?"
"No!, didn't I explain that part of the fantasy?"
"You never mentioned anything about keeping the clothes you took off me."
"I have to. Otherwise how am I supposed to feel you wrapped around me all day. This way, I can smell you on my skin. Its like you still have your arms around me."
"Evie Tolland you are a hedonist! We could go eat quick and spend the rest of the day in bed. Then I really could have my arms around you."
"I thought they were coming to board up the windows?"
"Damn, reality sucks sometimes. So breakfast, watching the Pats while making out on the couch? God, you really have turned me into a whipped puppy high school guy, haven't you."
"If you're so whipped then how come you have a big smile on your face?"
"Maybe I like being whipped." He did a Groucho Marx thing with his eyebrows and she burst out laughing.