Page 25 of Dr Feel Good
I took it as surrender. Triumphant, I made my way to the other side of the bed, tossing the covers aside and plopping down. The mattress felt like heaven on my back, and the thick, weighted blanket warmed me. It wasn’t long before I began to drift off to sleep. I slept spread-eagled in the middle of the bed, and while my conscious brain was mindful of the space Itook up, my subconscious was not. As I teetered on the edge of unconsciousness, my body began positioning itself in its most natural position, infringing on Athena’s space.
“Stay on your side,” she complained, kicking my knee with her uninjured leg and jolting me from my half-sleep.
“Behave,” I barked, annoyance rushing through me at the blow, even as I felt a tinge of desire at her fire. Breaking in the brats was always the most fun. “I own the whole bed, so I’ll take up as much space as I want.”
“Well, you aren’t alone in it, so be fucking considerate.”
She crossed her arms over her perky breasts and turned her head, likely her attempt to ignore me. Fine by me. I rolled onto my side, my back to her. Minutes of silence passed, and sleep started to creep onto me once again. Without even realizing it, the arm that had been draped along my side fell behind me, leaving my body twisted, and once again committing the crime of infringing on Athena’s space. This time, instead of my knee, it was a literal kick to my ass that got me up.
“Get off the bed,” she demanded, frowning at me as I shot up. “You’re too annoying to sleep next to.”
“You’re the one assaulting me for no goddamn reason, woman!” I barked, glaring at her.
“I have a reason. You take up too much space.”
“You’re injured. You shouldn’t be using energy to be violent.”
“I always have energy to be violent.”
“Behave, Athena,” I warned. “I won’t tell you again.”
She rolled her eyes, not taking my words seriously. Huffing, I lay back down, my back again to her. The third and final straw wasn’t an attack, but 90% of my covers being stolen. The frigid air rushed over me, making me lose the last of my patience with the infuriating woman.
“That’s it,” I growled.
Turning around to face her, I reached over and pulled her against my chest, trying my best to be mindful of her injuries. She gasped and wiggled, but my grip kept her caged against me.
“What the fuck are you doing?” she demanded, trying in vain to escape.
“You should be thanking me, since you’re so cold that you need to steal all my goddamn covers.”
“This is against medical protocol!”
“We aren’t in a hospital, so it doesn’t apply. Now, be quiet and go to sleep.”
She squirmed for a minute or two longer. In response, I tightened my hold on her, relishing the feeling of her body against mine, noting how perfectly we fit together. My chin rested atop her head, and though her hair hadn’t been washed in days, a faint floral scent clung to the strands.
Finally, when it was clear that escape would be impossible until I granted permission, she stilled. Once she accepted her fate, it didn’t take long for her to relax in my hold. Finally, fuckingfinally, I was able to go to sleep. And blessedly, that time, nothing tore me from my slumber. For now, the hellcat in my arms was pacified.
Like any healthy, red-blooded man, I awoke with a hard, aching cock. Erectile dysfunction wasn’t my issue, so I dealt with morning wood daily. Most days, I ignored it. From time to time, I jerked off. On the rare occasion that I allowed a partner to spend the night, I might wake her up and use her to sate myself.
Athena’s body was still pressed against mine, the feel and scent of her not helping my arousal. The thought of waking her up and sinking my dick into her pussy crossed my mind. Yet, I wouldn’t cross that line unless she initiated contact. Then, all bets were off, medical protocol be damned. As I told her last night, we weren’t in a facility, so following the rules wasn’t a requirement.
With option one unappealing, and option three out of the question, I decided that today would be one of the days that I used my hand. Carefully, I detangled myself from Athena. A soft snore escaped her as I adjusted her lithe body. Once again, I lamented how she’d turned herself into a walking billboard and ruined her beautiful body with tattoos.
Standing from the bed, I went to the bathroom. Usually, I started my day with a cold shower, but no way would I dothat shit with a blizzard raging outside and cooling the cabin. Hot showers were typically an evening luxury, but I’d make an exception for myself under the circumstances.
While the water heated, I undressed, then tested the temperature with my hand. Satisfied, I stepped under the hot stream, my body relaxing as the warm water pelted my body. For I moment, I just stood still and relished the sensation. Then, my aching balls and throbbing cock wouldn’t be ignored.
I took my time, trailing my hand down my body, and imagining Athena’s smaller, softer hand all over me. When I fisted my dick, I groaned and closed my eyes, throwing my head back.
“Shit,” I moaned, gliding my hand along my shaft, pre-cum beading on the tip of my cock.
The memory of Athena’s body pressing against mine rose in my head. She fit against me so perfectly, and I couldn’t help but wonder how her cunt would grip my length as I pounded into her. She ignited a want I hadn’t felt in years. My forbidden desire only worsened my craving for her.
“Keep going, baby,” I panted, picturing Athena before me, on her knees, giving me a hand job, her tongue out, eager to swallow my load.
Fuck, but the image nearly made me come immediately.
