“I … I like it.”
“Good. The last thing I want to do is hurt you. Also, tell me if I’m doing anything that makes you uncomfortable.”
She nodded. “I will.”
“Good.” He dropped his hand. “I’d like to take a shower. Can you help?”
“Of course.”
He knew he could do it on his own, but he wanted her to become used to seeing him naked and touching him. He stood and grabbed the crutches that he set beside him on the floor before moving down a hallway.
“This is the master bedroom. I sold a lot of my furniture before moving, so I don’t have much. We’ll work on getting some more.”
“Is there a bedroom for me?” she asked.
“No, I planned to have you in with me unless you’re totally against it. I just figured I would want you close if I needed anything.” Fuck, he knew he was pushing it and was using his leg to keep her closer, but he wanted her close to him all the time so they could get to know one another and she’d feel more comfortable.
“Oh, yes, of course.”
He led her into the bathroom. “Is it going to embarrass you to see me naked?”
“Um, no, not really. I was the one who bathed you at the hospital.”
He hid his grin when she started to blush again. “No one else?”
She shook her head.
“Good, I’m glad you were the only one.” He set his crutches down, pulled off his shoe and t-shirt, and then started to pull down his sweats.
He was calm about it, hoping to help calm her, but he couldn’t do anything about his hard-on. Just her being around made him hard. She was looking anywhere else but him, and it made him smile.
“Can you get the bag from the hospital? It has plastic protectors for the cast.”
She hurried out of the bathroom.
He hopped over to the shower and turned on the water.
She came through the door, took one look at his erection, and stopped. “Oh, my.”
He held his hand out. “Come here.” He pulled her closer to his body. “Baby, you better get used to seeing me naked and erect because you’re going to a lot.”
She swallowed and nodded.
“Give me your hand.”
He curled her fingers around his cock when he had it in his. “Easy,” he said when she tried to jerk away. “It’s just a penis. I don’t want you to be afraid of it.”
“It’s just… It’s not supposed to be that big, is it?”
“I’m probably bigger than the average man, but I will still fit inside you. I can promise you that.” He could tell she wasn’t convinced but knew she’d relax more in time. He reminded himself she was a virgin, so everything was new to her.
She bit down on her lip.
“Help me with the bag, sweetheart.”
She knelt in front of him, worked the bag over his leg, and tightened it above his knee to keep the water out.
When she looked up at him, focused on his cock, and then licked her lips, he about lost it. He knew she had no idea what she was doing.