I knew she was serious this time, and I did not want to give her any more reason not to trust me completely. If I held anything else back, I wasn’t sure she could ever forgive me. “No. The last one that I didn’t go into detail about was why Amon and I weren’t the best of friends. He wants to be the leader even though no one would ever tolerate him in that position. If something happened to me, they would appoint Madison.”
“Let’s try not to let anything else happen to you. How about that, tough guy?”
“I’ll do my best,” I answered.
She leaned over to give me a kiss. She did her best to make it one of the chaste kisses she had given me before, but I wasn’t having any of it. I wrapped my good arm around her and held her close to me. I didn’t even do any of the soft preludes. I just devoured her lips with mine.
Pushing my tongue into her mouth, I reacquainted myself with her sweetness. She tasted like hot chocolate.
She moaned as our tongues waltzed together to the music that only we could hear in our souls. I stroked her tongue with mine, first the top, and then the bottom. I wanted to possess every bit of her. Not because I owned her, but because she was a part of my very essence.
My cock responded immediately to the heat between us.
“You know, baby. I’m pretty sure it wouldn’t hurt if we made love, especially if you did the work. Couples are always supposed to make love after they have had disagreements.”
“I didn’t read that in the rule book,” she answered.
“I’ll add it in later.”
She stood up and took off her clothes.
“You are the most beautiful woman I have ever laid eyes on,” I told her.
She blushed. Her entire body turned pink.
“Before we do anything, let’s get you to the shower. If you can make love, you can clean yourself. We’ll just keep your stitches covered.”
I was gratified to find that my legs were strong enough to walk on without wobbling. That meant that I was healing quickly. That was a good thing because I’ve never been one to be able to stay in bed for any length of time.
When the water was the perfect temperature, I hopped into the shower. The hot water on my body felt so good. I managed to wash my hair with my good arm. Then, Luka grabbed the washcloth and soaped it up. She tenderly cleaned every part of me.
At one point, she stopped and giggled. “You smell like lavender and vanilla,” she said.
“Men are allowed to smell pretty, too.” I told her. “I’m secure enough in my manhood that I can rock a pretty smell. Real men wear pink, too,” I told her.
“Yes, they do,” she answered.
After everything was cleaned up and I had got the nastiness from the last couple of days off of me, she knelt down in the shower.
She licked my balls and then moved to the base of my cock. I leaned against the shower wall as her pretty pink tongue trailed its way to the ridge that surrounded the head. With the tip of her tongue, Luka traced the ridge around. Then, she moved back down to the base.
“Oh, my heavens,” I moaned as Luka tasted my hard shaft as though it were an ice cream cone. She left no part of it untasted.
Luka began sucking every part. The heat rushed through my body as though it were a raging inferno. The coolness of the tiled walls did not do anything to damper the flames.
The scent of lavender and vanilla filled the air as she continued to explore my rod with her tongue and lips. She cradled my balls with one hand, gently massaging them. She had her other hand wrapped around the base of my cock.
“Baby, this feels so exquisite. Your mouth is magic,” I told her. My hands threaded through her silky hair as she continued to work on my cock.
Luka opened her mouth wide and took the large head into her mouth. I moaned when she flicked the slit at the tip with her tongue.
“This feels exquisite,” I told her.
She continued to suck on my cock until I was about to come. She sensed it and stopped what she was doing.
“Get dried off and then come into the bedroom,” she ordered.
She hopped out and hurriedly dried off.