She sighs then nods. “Okay, I’ll stay home. I was just going to pick up your suits then maybe do some shopping.”
My hand goes around the back of her neck to pull her close. “You make me crazy sometimes. Just because you’re not doubled
over in pain doesn’t mean you are better enough to go running around the city.”
Her thumb comes up to press into my bottom lip “You’re right. Thank you for taking care of me.”
Kissing her thumb, I pull her close. “I’m always right. Also, my cock and I have a vested interest in keeping you in the best condition possible.”
Holly throws back her head and laughs. Hearing her sweet laugh bubble up makes me feel like a king. Getting up I pull her into my arms, her arms wind around my neck. The kiss gets hotter much faster than I intend, with a groan, I end the kiss. Her arms tighten around my neck. “You’re hilarious. Also cruel with that kiss.”
“I know, I shouldn’t have. Except with you this close I couldn’t help myself. Rest today.” I order as she lets me go.
“Yes, lord and master Bishop.” Her words follow me out the door.
Chapter Twenty Seven
With a sigh, I watch him leave. Who would have thought Ethan Bishop, obnoxious asshole, manwhore, had it within him to be kind, gentle, and caring? The way he’s been over the last few days, if I hadn’t been in love before I would be now. His gentle handling, he hadn’t hidden how much my being in pain upset him, the way he forced me into bed with other cleaners taking my place. I never would have thought Ethan would do the things he has over the last few days.
A knock on the door before it opens to the cleaners gets me going. They are the same cleaners from yesterday. We exchange morning pleasantries and Kathy, the one who had been nice enough to bring me soup yesterday takes my plate from me. This morning I hadn’t had time to do more than brush my teeth and wash my face. I jump in the shower for a quick scrub down. Once I’m out I check and still only the faintest of spotting so I give in, obviously no tampons were needed. I go with silky panties again and only a panty liner. While I’m glad the doctor was right about no period, I’m not willing to go through the pain I’ve had for the last few days. Heck, I’m actually still in pain, only it’s what I’m used to. I take a few over-the-counter pills then settle on the sofa with my tablet.
I’m surprised by the knock on the door. I open it to see Amelia in tears. “I really fucked up with Ethan and you, and oh, my god, Richard was a complete dick. Please don’t hate me.”
Ethan knows her well. I hug her and guide her to the sofa, where she takes me through her late night break up. When she’s done, she takes a deep breath. “I’m sorry I was such a bitch, I mean it. You have been nothing but kind to me. It’s horrible of me to be jealous of what you and Ethan have. Especially when Ethan has needed someone like you since forever. I was afraid I’d lose my place in his life. He’s the rock I clung to. But, I realize it isn’t fair to him, or me, to be unable to stand on my own two feet. Just seeing you two scared me, am I ever going to find what you guys have?”
“Maybe you need to take some time to figure yourself out before you worry about men. You try so hard to walk in Ethan’s path, make your own. Trust me, men aren’t the be all and end all.”
For the first time, Amelia really seems to listen. After a few hours, she leaves before Ethan is due home.
Dinner is salmon from Goldfinches for me and a steak with baked potato for Ethan. I don’t mention Amelia, I think she needs some space right now. We cuddle up on the couch to watch a movie he swears is great but has me falling asleep on him.
It isn’t until he climbs into bed next to me that I wake up. He tells me to go back to sleep with a gentle squeeze around my waist, and I do.
****
I wake up to feel Ethan’s arm around me, his hand flat against my stomach. Turning around I snuggle into the hollow of his throat, the way I like the most. He comes awake, squeezing me tight. “How are you feeling, sweetheart?”
My stomach flips to hear his voice all dark and full of gravel from sleep. “Good... I’d actually say great. Or maybe I should say you feel great.” He laughs, as my hand moves down his back to his ass. “How are you so damned firm absolutely everywhere?”
“They are called muscles, and I’m not firm absolutely everywhere until you start something you aren’t going to finish.” The alarm goes off and stops me from protesting yes, I was going to finish what I started. Not fair, I squeeze his ass. His response is a smack to my ass. “Up, sweetheart—tonight.”
“Promise?”
“Promise, now get moving before I don’t make it in to work today.” Ethan tweaks a nipple, making me yelp and move fast out of bed.
“I’ll remember that.” I throw over my shoulder as I go into my room to get dressed.
Laughter is his only response.
The morning flies by way too fast, I pout when his kiss goodbye is only a press of his lips against my forehead. He smacks my ass with a smile. Today, I have only the slightest twinges of pain, barely enough to bother me. I’m happy to find there isn’t even a trace, until I remember what Ethan said about sex at the tail end of a period. He was right.
Before I start cleaning, I go into my room and pull out my favorite bunny-eared vibrator. I haven’t used it since Ethan and I started having sex, it feels different. I don’t like it as much as I did before. Thinking of Ethan, and the things he does so well, has me hitting my climax faster than I have before with the toy. It still isn’t nearly enough to take away the need I have for Ethan, in a way it makes it worse. I don’t want plastic, I want Ethan’s hard thick cock, his tongue, his body against mine.
Just thinking of him is getting me worked up again. I roll off the bed to clean off the vibrator, then immediately check, there is no spotting or even a twinge of pain. I put on a new panty liner, and start cleaning, easily slipping back into my routine. The women who had been cleaning have been doing a very good job. It only takes a few hours before I’m done. I round up suits to take to the cleaners and stick a load in the washing machine. Dropping off the suits, I pick up four others then head to the grocery store to load up. I’m not sure if my body is used to naps, or I was trying to do too much in one day, but I’m tired and decide to buy the household supplies on my list tomorrow.
Once I’m home, I put everything away. I cheated and bought foods for dinner that only needed to be warmed up. Checking the clock, I see it’s a little after three. I think of how Ethan always manages to surprise me. I go into my room to change. I leave off a bra, only to pull on a light pink dress nicely tight in the bodice, with a flared skirt to my knees. After finding not the least bit of spotting, I decide to leave off underwear completely.
Taking my tablet into the living room, I’m reading some of the naughty stories I have, as inspiration for when Ethan gets home. I’m barely through a story when the front door opens.