Chapter Eleven #2
For the next few weeks, Tony made good on his offer to perform Giselle’s physical therapy.
The man displayed incredible knowledge, experience, and skill during her treatments.
And he didn’t go easy on her. Tony’s sessions proved tough but sensible.
He pushed her when she wanted to quit, and encouraged her when the activities increased in challenge.
Tony’s treatment plan commenced with range of motion exercises to increase flexibility around the ankle and foot. Afterwards, she underwent strengthening routines while utilizing resistance bands, hand weights, and her own body weight to fortify the muscles around the ankle.
Once her strength and mobility improved, she graduated to balance and coordination training.
Tony had her stand on one leg during various exercises, walk on uneven surfaces, and perform agility drills.
Next, she incorporated proprioception activities to enhance her body’s ability and awareness to sense and interpret information from the muscles, joints, and tendons.
This required her to stand on balance boards and Bosu balls while squatting or performing other movements.
Giselle continued to receive updates from Elise, but most of it consisted of standard law procedure. However, Elise did speak to Nigel’s lawyer on a few occasions, and the conversations remained cordial as negotiations and case-work continued.
Giselle pushed on with her physical therapy and felt great.
She grew thrilled over her improvement and less reliance on the boot.
Tony’s expertise proved invaluable as the exercises became easier and her ankle increased in strength.
Nearing the end of her sessions, she had graduated to what Tony called functional activities.
These drills included variations of walking, running, and jumping.
Late on a Wednesday, Giselle arrived at Wood Hollow University campus and headed for the medical studies plaza consisting of six buildings on the northside.
She entered building twelve, the department housing Doctor of Physical Therapy curriculum.
Even after visiting this place for weeks, she still glanced around and hurried down the empty corridor as if the dean would jump out any moment.
Her boot—soon to be removed for good—clacked on the tile.
Giselle quietly entered the workout room and found Tony reviewing today’s session on the laptop.
He appeared so handsome. Those bright blue eyes danced over the screen, an intense look she had come to recognize when he concentrated.
His brow furrowed slightly as he read, his jaw set.
Strong arms bulged the t-shirt wrapping his torso, and thick legs stretched a pair of gray sweat shorts.
I think I’ll take advantage of this moment.
“I’ll get ready on the table for warm-up stretches,” she said, knowing he wouldn’t look up yet.
Men can get so absorbed in things when they have that expression. Tony is in his “yeah, uh-huh” zone right now, so this should be fun.
Tony muttered something as Giselle passed. Holding a smirk, she strode to the padded table used for PT workouts and began to undress. She removed the clunky boot and stripped down to her birthday suit. She hiked herself up onto the soft surface, watching him as her feet moved in a lazy swing.
Tony tapped a few keys on the laptop then clicked the mouse. “I just published today’s workout, so it should appear on your app. You’ll do this one at home for the next week.” He turned. “Your progress—” He stopped cold, mouth agape.
Giselle burst into laughter at the comical look on his face. “Thank you, dear physical therapist. I’m ready for my lesson now.”
“I think you just gave me one,” he replied, the familiar hunger igniting his gaze as he inspected her up and down. “Time for a hands-on demonstration. Lay down.”
Smiling, Giselle shifted and stretched out on her back. Tony approached in stages as he fumbled with his clothes and shoes, casting them aside. He finally stood naked at the foot of the table, his attractive cock dangling.
Tony grabbed Giselle’s legs and pulled until her rear stopped at the edge of the table. He lifted her feet and placed her calves on his shoulders.
“Let’s start with the hamstrings,” he instructed.
Tony pressed his thick member against her crotch.
Leaning his upper body forward, her straight legs bent toward her head.
His cock rubbed against her vagina, the anticipation of it thrusting inside ignited Giselle’s flame.
He moved back, then forward again in small pulses.
Each movement caused his penis to rub against her swelling, softening sex. Eyes closed, she felt him hardening.
He’s actually stretching my hamstrings while getting me worked up. I love this!
After a few moments, she sensed the shaft of his full erection rest against her outer labia. He pressed her legs together, then slid his cock between her upper thighs in slow thrusts. His length slid on top of her vagina, dragging across and tickling her clit area.
Giselle gripped the edges of the table, the sensation driving her mad.
Legs up and thighs tight, she opened her eyes and watched his cock maneuver back and forth.
The underside of his penis caressed her clit in long strokes.
Her hold strengthened, head lolled back as internal heat surged.
Moisture welled from her vagina and slickened his cock, the wetness adding to her intense pleasure.
“Mmhmm,” she moaned, her toes curling behind his head.
In one fluid motion, Tony pulled away from between her thighs and slipped his lubricated penis inside her. His hefty cock spread her folds and burrowed deep, pushing through slippery insides and resting comfortably in her heat.
Giselle gasped, loving the hard feel of him, the way he moaned just from plunging inside. She squeezed her inner muscles, desiring to feel him more. Every inch lay deep, throbbing, yearning to explode and drench her in warm seed.
His cock belongs there, and he can have so much more of me.
Holding her legs on his shoulders, Tony’s strong hips pumped back and forth.
His member thrust in a forceful, steady rhythm.
He grunted and gasped. Giselle cried out.
Her breasts shook wildly, nipples erect as the table groaned in protest beneath her.
She held on, her juice flowing in excess around his stiff penis.
The awareness of having sex in a public place, even if after hours, doused Giselle in a massive thrill.
Just the thought of someone walking in excited her even more.
It felt kinky and oh so free. Public sex worked as an aphrodisiac; the added stimulation had her screaming in pleasure as Tony slammed his cock into her.
Goosebumps raced over Giselle’s skin. Her flesh tingled.
Her insides began to shudder. Tony’s driving member ripped a violent orgasm from her body.
She uttered a deep moan, her flesh and bones nothing but jelly as she trembled through the climax.
Liquid ecstasy flowed in her veins. A powerful connection to Tony rippled through her, and she didn’t want him to stop.
Ravage me. Fill me. Plunge into my body until I can’t feel anything anymore!
Breathing hard, Tony slid out of her wetness. His cock gleamed from her juice, stiff and pulsing with each beat of his heart. “Scoot back. Get on your hands and knees.” It seemed Tony would fulfill Giselle’s desire as she complied, her limbs heavy and feeble after her powerful release.
As she perched on all fours, the table creaked when Tony climbed onto it behind her.
Maneuvering on his knees, his warm hands gripped her waist. He leaned down and kissed her back in gentle presses that shivered her.
His lips moved over her shoulder blades, between them, and along her spine.
Giselle purred, a rumble in her throat as she pushed back against his body.
Accepting the invitation, Tony’s cock parted her wet folds once more. Giselle moaned at the feeling of the wide head gliding its way deep inside. She envisioned the shaft pushing along her heated, moist tunnel. Soon the entire length lay within, his hips pressing against her butt.
They both remained still for a glorious moment, simply relishing the sensation of oneness.
Her canal stretched around his length, her warm fluid wrapping his cock.
Tony breathed in shaky breaths behind her, his hands tightening on Giselle’s hips.
She gave him another internal squeeze, and he moaned.
She had grown to recognize when Tony couldn’t resist much longer. His hands shifted, breathing changed, and the cute noises in his throat signaled a frantic need for release. He began to thrust into her—long, powerful, and deep penetrations that creaked the table in a mad tempo.
Loving his frenzied build-up to orgasm, Giselle arched her back in pleasure and pushed against his moving hips. Their bodies slammed together in heated passion. Her breasts bounced and jiggled beneath her.
Tony released her hips and leaned forward to grab her shoulders. The new position created leverage for her frantic lover. He pulled her against him and pushed using his hard cock, her body nothing but a warm, wet sex toy for his pleasure.
And Giselle loved it.
She cried out as he pounded her, an incredible excitement welling. Her insides quivered and flesh tingled again. Heat flooded within as another climax exploded around his thrusting cock. She whimpered and moaned through the surge, head sagging in bliss and eyes squeezed shut.
Encouraged by their rough passion, Tony’s ramming penis erupted in a follow-up orgasm.
A loud groan accompanied his strong release.
His grip on her tightened. Giselle pictured warm seed spurting deep inside her in rapid bursts, his stiff cock throbbing in relief.
He filled her, poured into her as elation surged through her core.
Gasping, Giselle raised her upper body and leaned back into his warm flesh. Tony wrapped her from behind in comfort and belonging, his heat and sweat mingling with hers. The lovers panted in the quiet aftermath, his erection still resting deep inside.
Afterwards, they somehow got through her PT session without shedding their clothes again.
Giselle’s ankle continued to improve, the strength and flexibility in her foot increasing.
Her appreciation and gratitude toward Tony could not be expressed enough.
He supported her not only in a physical aspect, but emotionally as well.
His encouragement proved addictive as she worked hard through her routine, looking forward to the day when the injury would fade into memory.