Falling for You

Chapter Thirty

"Ready to go?" Brett says helping me to my feet. I can walk, but Brett is being overprotective. "I'm ready," I say and turn at the doorway to look at my room for the last time. Brett is doing much better and he's all mine. "Wait, where are we going to stay?" I ask looking into his beautiful blue eyes. "My place, it is all cleaned up and ready to rumble," he says picking up my bags off the chair. "Oh," I laugh. Outside my room there is cheers from the nurses, doctors, and you name it! This is my fifteen minutes of fame. Olivia stands in the crowd with her enormous smile, I run to hug her. "Thank you," I whisper to her. "You're welcome sweetie. Take care now," she says giving me a kiss on the cheek. I wave and smile at everyone as I make my way to the doors. Outdoors is an even bigger swarm. News reporters are on me like sticky popsicle juice that just won't wash off your hands. "Tell us the love story," a news reporter asks. "I will one day," I say with a smile. "Mr. Hayes give the hero a kiss!" Someone in the crowd yells. I turn and walk to my man, Brett presses his lips to mine and we kiss passionately for about a minute, the cameras flash in every direction and everyone cheers. "Let's go, baby," Brett says giving my behind a slap.

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Brett's apartment is good as new. The door has been replaced and there is new furniture. I turn to Brett and wrap my arms around his neck, he drops my bags on the floor. This is the man I love, I mean it. We kiss violently for I don't know how long. "I want you, but you are fragile, baby," he says, breathless. "No, I'm fine. I want you too, now. I will tell you if you're hurting me. Just be careful with my neck," I reassure him and press my lips to him. He leads me to his room and takes off his buttoned shirt, he's careful with his bandage and winces a little. "Baby, no. Let's stop. You're hurt," I say, looking at his bandage. "No, I want you," he says slipping off his pants, he's naked in front of me, yum. He slowly rips open my shirt and takes it off, but I don't care. He stops when he sees the bruises all over my body. "Baby, I am fine. Let's get this over with. I fucking want you," I say, I am already breathless. He looks at me for awhile and helps me take off my pants and boxers. He turns me around so my back is to him and he kisses my jawline and the back of my neck. This isn't so bad! In fact, it feels even better, I think. I feel his erection at my behind and I groan. I throw my head back and regret it. "Fuck, My neck," I whisper. "You don't have to do this," Brett says kissing my jawline. "No, I want you, please," I say. He carefully lays me face-front the bed and he bends to kiss my ass cheeks. He goes into the bathroom and comes back with some lube. He squirts a lot onto my behind and he massages deep into my ass. He inserts a finger and I want to throw my head back, but I know I will be in pain. He hear him grown and I know he's stroking himself, preparing himself. "Ready?" He says to me, breathless. "Yes," I reply and I have no choice, but to just lay there. I can't move my neck! I want to turn and look at him, but I will reopen my stitches. He slowly eases into me and once again I want to throw my head back. He goes slow at first, but then goes faster and faster. "How are you doing?" He says giving my behind a small slap. "I'm good, I will let you know if you're hurting me," I say with my face buried in the bed. I hear him moan and I nearly come. "Ah, fuck," Brett moans. "Oh, yes!" I yell into the mattress. Brett eases in and out of me, the feeling is amazing! It hurts just a little bit. "Ah!" Brett yells as he climaxes into me. "Come here, baby," Brett says sitting me up. I am sitting on the edge of the bed and Bret is on his knees, his hands stroking me. "Ah," I moan and it feels amazing to moan. I stare down at Brett's erection and it's glossy from his come. I reach down and rub my thumb around the tip of his beautiful erection. I pop my thumb in my mouth and taste the saltiness. Brett strokes faster and faster, I want to throw my head back, but like I said before, I can't. Brett goes faster and faster. "Here it comes!" I yell and Brett places his lips around my erection and I come violently into his mouth, Brett swallows. Brett stands and I stand, he kisses me. He tastes of Brett and come. "Let's go take a shower," he says leading me to the bathroom.

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"My dad is making a cookout at Millennium Park tomorrow. Everyone will be there," Brett says to me. We lay cuddling in bed. I love being in Brett's arms, I feel safe. "Will your dad be making his delicious barbecue ribs?" I ask looking into his eyes. "I will call him in the morning and tell him to get some," he kisses my hair. "I can't wait," I say with joy in my voice. Seems like such a feast already. It is eleven at night and the day went by extremely fast. Brett and I did nothing, but fuck, shower, eat, and watched some movies. I enjoyed the day with Brett, just him and I. My boy, my beautiful boy. I don't know what I would do without him. "Same here. Now get some rest, you are going to need it," he says and he hugs me closer to him.