Chapter 15
At one point, Christopher looked over and saw that Wanda was asleep. He stood and went to her and slowly lifted her to carry her over to her bed. Halfway to the bed she woke and wrapped her arms around his neck. “What are you doing?”
“Carrying you to bed. You fell asleep.”
“Sorry.” She sighed and put her head on his wide shoulder and sighed deeply.
“Guess I was more tired than I thought.” She snuggled in his strong arms and then gave a squeak when he actually dropped her in the middle of her bed, and she bounced a couple of times.
Before she could say anything, he followed her down with a grin.
When he landed, she moved again and ended up practically beneath him.
She giggled and looked up at him but sucked in her breath at the expression on his face.
She slowly reached up and placed her hand on his cheek.
Christopher closed his eyes and leaned his face into her hand and sighed.
When he opened his eyes, he slowly leaned in and lightly kissed her on the lips.
She wrapped her hand around the back of his neck and lay back, not hesitating to follow her.
Once settled, he deepened the kiss, and was jumping for joy on the inside when she opened her mouth for his probing tongue.
Settling down next to her, he continued to kiss her and placed one hand on her stomach and held her head with the other one.
After several minutes he raised his head, and whispered, “Are you sure?”
“Yes, do you have a condom?”
“I do.”
“Good. Not that it’ll do any good, but good.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?” He frowned at her and paused as he had begun lowering the zipper on the side of her dress.
“Nothing, I’ll tell you later,” she said, and rolled over, stood and quickly stripped.
Standing before the bed naked she stared down at him.
“Someone’s overdressed.” She giggled when he jumped to his feet and quickly stripped.
But not before pulling a couple of foil packets from his wallet and placing them on the bedside table.
Wanda studied the naked man before her, and as her eyes got to the junction of his thighs and saw his thick cock pointing to the ceiling, she felt her eyes widen, and she sucked in her breath.
“We’ll go slowly.” He grinned and reached for her hand. When she had her fingers barely in his hand he jerked, and she fell on the bed, laughing. But as soon as his mouth covered hers, she moaned and wrapped her arms around his neck, burying her hands in his hair.
Christopher kissed her and used one hand to travel down and gently gripped her breast and began kneading the firm globe.
Feeling her pebbled nipple in his palm, he moaned against her mouth.
Leaving her mouth, kissing his way down her neck and smiled against her when she arched her head back to give him better access.
He made his way down to her breast, and after sucking one distended nipple into his mouth, he used his thumb and forefinger to play with the other.
She arched into him and started lifting her hips toward him, he placed his hand on her hip and held her down.
“Easy,” he whispered against her breast and switched to the other one. With his mouth occupied with her nipples the hand on her hip slowly made its way down to her curls. He smiled against her chest, felt her legs open, and ran a finger along her slit. He groaned at how wet she was.
Kissing his way down her stomach, he settled his broad shoulders between her thighs and when he felt her hands on his hair, he looked up and placed them on her knees.
“Leave them there,” he said, and leaned down and licked the length of her slit.
She arched into him with a loud moan and ended up spreading her legs wider for him.
At the first taste of her, he groaned and began to devour her.
Using his tongue, he licked her slit and played with her clit, first one side then the other, without touching it.
As she squirmed against him, he slowly inserted one finger and was surprised by how tight she was.
“Christopher!” Wanda screamed his name, and he grinned when he sucked up the juices from her orgasm.
He didn’t let her up until she had another one, just before she detonated again, he sucked her whole clit into his mouth and pumped two fingers into her as she came.
Helping her ride it out and then he rose up, grabbed one of the foil wraps and quickly donned the condom.
With his weight on the one hand, he gripped his cock in the other, and ran the head up and down her slit to wet his head.
He stared down into her wide eyes when he entered her.
Wanda looked up into Christopher’s face and gave him a small smile. As he began to enter her, she kept her eyes on him and moved her legs wider. “Oh god. That feels so good.” She sighed and watched as he actually gritted his teeth.
Christopher felt her inner muscles grip his cock and it took everything in him not to slam into her. “Relax,” he said, and actually dropped down onto his forearms and moved her damp hair from the sides of her head.
“I am.” She sighed and moved her hips to encourage him to continue.
“God, you’re so tight. You feel so good.
” He backed out and went back in several times until he backed out and slammed into her.
When he felt that he’d broken her membrane and she screamed into his shoulder, he froze.
Actually, literally froze. It took about ten seconds before he could get his breath back.
He stared down into her face in shock. “Why didn’t you tell me? ”
“Would we be in this position if I had?” She sighed and then wrapped her legs around his hips. “If you want to stop, I understand.”
“Oh, hell no.” He smiled into her eyes. Then he leaned down and gently kissed her.
He continued to kiss her and slowly, ever so slowly began to move.
At one point he had to stop kissing her to get his breath back.
With his forehead on hers, he stared into her eyes and sighed.
“God, you feel so good.” He buried his head in her neck and moved faster.
He was surprised when she started matching him stroke for stroke.
“Oh god,” Wanda said as she felt the pressure build again, and when he reached between their bodies and began to rub her clit, she felt her orgasm rush forward.
“Yes!” She screamed and slammed her hips up to his to encourage him to move faster.
“More,” she said against his neck, and actually dug her heels in his ass to get him to go.
Christopher felt a tingling in the base of his spine, and he picked up the pace, and after only a couple of strokes, he began slamming into her and when he felt his release tighten his balls, shoot up his cock, and into the condom, he didn’t stop until every last drop left him.
It helped that Wanda’s inner muscles spasmed and helped milk him dry.
He breathed deeply with his head still buried in her neck, and it took several minutes for him to get his breath under control.
He reached between them, held onto the condom and slowly pulled out.
He looked around and saw a door and hurried over to the bathroom, and disposed of the condom, he turned on the hot water and swore under his breath when he saw a big hole in the condom.
He quickly washed, then got a cloth and went out and washed Wanda up.
What surprised him about the whole thing was that he wasn’t freaking out because the condom broke.
The sudden idea of having a child with Wanda warmed him from the inside out.
After cleaning up in the bathroom, he went back out and saw Wanda snuggled beneath the blanket.
He didn’t know whether he should leave to go down to his room or stay.
“Join me,” she mumbled, and patted the bed behind her, and that was all it took for him to climb in behind her and pull her close, wrapping both his arms around her. He kissed the side of her head, let out a huge sigh and slipped into sleep.
They ended up turning to each other three times during the night, and when Christopher woke the next morning, he saw it was seven in the morning.
He looked around to find himself alone and frowned when he saw a note on the pillow beside him.
It was from Wanda telling him she was downstairs making breakfast. He quickly went into her bathroom, showered and with a towel wrapped around his waist, he gathered his clothes and hurried down to his room to change.
By seven thirty he was walking into the kitchen and smiled when she looked up at him and pointed to the coffee pot.
“Made some coffee. There’s juice in the refrigerator, help yourself.”
“What’s for breakfast?”
“Omelets. I hope you don’t mind.”
“Not at all,” Christopher said as he helped himself to the coffee and asked if she wanted one.
“Sure, and I’ll have some apple juice if you’re pouring.” She grinned as she flipped the omelets and in minutes, they were sitting at the table in the corner getting ready to dig in.
“This is good.”
“Thanks.” She grinned and passed him the salt and pepper. They were about halfway through when he couldn’t hold back any longer.
“Not to be mean or anything, but why didn’t you tell me you were a virgin?”
She shrugged, then sighed, and looked at him. “As I said, I’m not really a people person. The last date I went on, was almost six months ago, and before that, it was when I still lived in Oregon. I really like you and well...” she shrugged. “But if you think I took advantage of you, I’m sorry.”
“Not at all. I was just wondering.”
“I probably should have said something, but I didn’t want you to reject me.”
Christopher leaned over, gripped the back of her neck and brought her forward for a quick kiss. “Don’t worry about it. It’s done and over with now. I was just a little shocked, that’s all. Now I only have one more question, and that’ll be the end of it.”
“What’s that?” Wanda braced herself and started to push her half-eaten breakfast away.
“No, eat. It’s not bad. But you asked last night if I had condoms, but then you said that it wouldn’t make a difference, what did you mean by that?”
“I’ve been told that I can’t get pregnant.
” She sighed and held up her hand at his shocked expression.
“The doctors thinks it’s from all the chemo and radiation I had when I was little.
You probably don’t know this, but my round of radiation was once a day, six days a week for seven weeks.
So that’s forty-two radiation treatments.
I had five of them. Then add in the chemo. Not a good combination.
“I developed like all the other girls, but I barely got my period. If and when I got it, it was spotty at best. When I started having severe lower back pains, Mom thought it was something to do with my period, so we went to the OB to get checked out. After running several tests, we found out it wasn’t anything to do with my woman parts, but my kidneys were failing.
The dialysis might have something to do with me not having my period every month and the inability to have children. Along with the radiation and chemo.”
Christopher gripped her hand in both of his and couldn’t find the words to express his shock. “Damn, you’ve been through a lot in your young life. Is it a hundred percent chance that you can’t conceive?”
“Actually.” Wanda laughed. “The doctors said I might be able to, there’s about a two percent chance I can, but I’d have to do a lot of planning and testing, I know they have over-the-counter tests you can take to tell when the best time of month would be, but I’m not getting my hopes up.
When I’m ready to have kids, I can always adopt. ”
Christopher didn’t know why he didn’t tell her that the condom had broken the first time they’d made love or that the third time, he didn’t use one at all.
He’d wait and tell her if she ever came to him and said she was pregnant, but after what he’d just found out, he highly doubted it would ever happen.
They finished up breakfast and sat and discussed what they were going to do for the weekend and ended up sightseeing around the area and spending the whole weekend together.
They also spend each night in bed together making love several times.