Pretend Love Romance by Penny Wylder
Claire
This is my favorite part of the day, when the sun is coming through the blinds, growing brighter and brighter as it reflects off Lake Michigan. It’s the perfect way to wake up on my day off, gradual, natural, without the scream of an alarm going off in my ear. And the best part yet is AJ’s warm body next to mine on a crisp September morning. I know as soon as I get out of bed the floor will be cold and the house will be chilly, so I’m in no hurry to get up.
When AJ was released from the hospital, he needed help. He was too proud to allow a nurse to stay with him fulltime, so I moved in. Seriously, I let down my walls a little and that’s it, I go all in. He did agree to allow someone to come over during the day when I am at work, though. That was a hard-fought win. Another hard-fought win was getting AJ to allow me to incorporate some of my own furniture into this gorgeous house, but really, he pretends to put up a fight, but he’s putty in my hands.
I curl up on my side, carefully arranging myself under AJ’s arm. It’s still the early stage of his recovery, and I need to be careful not to bump him or cause him any pain. Lying tucked into AJ, I stare out over the lake and see a flock of cranes flying in a V formation. I could fall asleep again staring at the view, but I force myself to get up. I have a lot of things I need to do today.
Padding down the stairs I check my cell phone, and just as I’d expected, I see a dozen calls from the wedding planner. I don’t know if it was the pain medication that AJ’s been taking or the fact that we’re both so excited, but our wedding is turning into an over-the-top party. We set a date for next year, since we want AJ fully recovered so he can spin me on the dance floor. Most of all, though, AJ says he wants to be able to fuck me properly on our wedding night. Sex hasn’t been so easy in his recovery, although it’s harder to keep our sex drives in check so we’ve had to get very creative.
I scoop some coffee into the coffee maker and flip it on, stepping outside onto the deck to let the chilly air wake me up. I take a few deep breaths, centering myself for the day. After I told AJ I would be with him, things didn’t automatically slip into place. It’s been a bit of a learning curve learning to trust him and open up to him. But he’s only ever met me with kindness and patience, even on the days when he’s wracked with pain and frustration from his recovery. When I think back to my old defensive ways, I don’t even understand it. I guess a strategy I picked up in college to help me focus on my studies turned into a habit that kept me alone. Although I can hardly regret it now. All those years alone led me to my amazing career and eventually to AJ. The coffee maker beeps to let me know the pot is brewed and I go inside.
I walk slowly and carefully up the stairs balancing the tray with coffees. I told AJ not to get too used to this. I expect once he’s recovered he’ll be the one waiting on me. At least sometimes. I slip into our bedroom and I see AJ is still asleep. His chest rises and falls with his deep breaths, the white sheet draped over his waist. I see the outline of his morning erection against the linen. I can’t resist.
I quietly place the tray beside my bed and slip back into bed. But first, I take the bottle of lube out of my drawer. I squeeze a healthy dollop into my hand. I prop myself up on my elbow close to AJ and reach under the sheet. His cock jerks in my hand when I first touch it, but aside from that, AJ doesn’t stir. I rub the lube all over his hard shaft, coating it thoroughly. I feel a tingle between my legs as I trace my fingers over the veins running up and down his cock, as I circle my thumb around the swelling head.
I nip at his shoulder, wanting to taste his skin. I suck a little, getting turned on thinking about leaving a mark that his nurse may see later. I pump his cock in sure and steady strokes, and he starts to respond in his sleep. He lets out a long sigh, and his hips start to move, meeting my strokes. I squeeze my thighs together trying to quell the growing feeling between my legs but deciding instead to really take care of myself.
I roll over back to my table and grab my small vibrator. I turn it on low and position it just above my clit, held in place by my panties. I enjoy the feeling for a beat, adjusting the vibrator so it hits me just where I want it, and then turn my attention back to AJ, his erection now creating a full on tent with the sheet. I pull the sheet aside and take in the gorgeous sight. On my knees, I lower my mouth to him, and suck on the head. I’m ready for him to wake up now. I’m ready to play. Small, short strokes in and out of my mouth finally get me the response I’m looking for, and I feel AJ’s fingers weaving through my hair, massaging my scalp and urging me to take him deeper.
“Good morning,” he grumbles, his voice gravely with sleep.
I can’t respond with his dick in my mouth, but I snake my hand up his chest and pinch his nipple. His hips come off the bed and he hisses in response. “Fuck, do that again.” He loves it when I play with his nipples. I take his nipple between my fingers and pinch, hard. His hand creeps down my body, and lands on my panties. “What do we have here?” he asks, amusement in his voice when he feels my panties vibrating.
I let his cock fall out of my mouth and rest my head on his stomach, looking up at him. “I just found myself in a particular mood this morning,” I tell him.
“I think I can satisfy that,” he says. “Climb up, baby.”
I take off my panties and toss them and the vibrator aside. Carefully I straddle AJ, making sure not to put any weight on his leg, and being sure that he doesn’t try to move me himself. Just last week he forgot all about his injury while he was fucking me like this, and when he tried to flip me over, the pain was excruciating.
I ease myself down onto him, loving the sight of his massive cock disappearing inside me. When I’m firmly seated on him, I lean over and kiss him. “Now you remember the rules, don’t you, AJ?” I ask, lifting my hips just an inch and falling back down on him. He takes my face in his huge hands and captures my lips again, kissing me while nodding. “I do,” he murmurs.
I rock my hips again, eliciting a low groan from deep inside him. “Tell me,” I say, firmly.
“If I move too much, you stop,” he says. “And fuck. . .I don’t want you to stop.”
“That’s right.”
I stay low, my tits pressed against his chest, and fuck him slowly, raising my hips and taking him almost all the way out before I slam back down onto him. Our foreheads are against each other, and I love the sexy look of determination and concentration on his face. As much as he loves to be buried inside me, it’s an exquisite kind of torture for him to let me be totally in charge. But he has no choice. Until that apparatus comes off his leg, there’s no other way.
I sit up, and start bouncing on him, and his hands fly up to my tits, kneading them and holding them as they jiggle. He’s tweaking at my nipples and I feel a fresh burst of wetness flood me. Shit, it feels so good. I close my eyes and throw my head back, riding him now for just my pleasure, loving the way his cock can drag across my g-spot when I lean back.
Suddenly I hear the hum of my vibrator and see a devilish expression come over AJ’s face. He’s gently circling my clit with the toy. I stay in this position, giving him access to my clit and fucking him faster. I can only brace myself with one arm on his one leg, but when I’m this close to coming, I find I can hold any position, no matter how precarious.
The feeling is radiating from my clit and out to the tips if my fingers and my toes. Everything is starting to feel fuzzy, and my hips are rocking back and forth faster and faster. “That’s it, baby,” AJ says. “I want to see you come for me.” That’s all I need. I was tight as a trip wire and the sound of AJ’s voice sends me over. I fall forward, fucking AJ furiously as wave after wave breaks over me. AJ frees his hand from between our bodies and grabs my ass. He holds my ass firmly against him and I feel him shake underneath me as his hot cum shoots inside me. I feel the vibration of his moan in my body more than I hear it. Finally, his hands relax on my ass and I roll over to my side of the bed, completely spent.
I look over across the pillows at AJ, he’s looking at me and he has a huge smile on his face.
“Morning,” he says.
“Morning,” I reply.
And we stare at each other just like that. And I love this feeling of never wanting to run from him ever again.
