Olivia
Chapter Thirteen
I am lying on the table with my feet in stirrups and my arm draped over my eyes. I have a blanket completely covering me, though. Kate helped me get settled while Bodhi set up. Rhett and Luke are not in the room to avoid crowding me.
“Alright,” Bodhi says. “You ready, Liv?”
“No,” I whine.
“Look at me, babe,” he says. I move my arm and see that he has a surgical gown on, as well as gloves, a mask, and a face shield. On a silver tray, there is a sterile cloth on top with all the tools and instruments he will need. “You will be numb, I promise.”
“Can I kick you if I feel you slicing up my poor vagina?” I ask.
“Yes,” he laughs.
“Okay,” I say. “Just… do it. Get it over with.”
“Okay. I am going to do the swab first. It will test for a list of STIs, and it will be a general Pap smear. When we are all done, I’ll draw some blood for some other tests. You’ll have to be patient with me on that, because I don’t draw blood often.”
“Okay,” I sigh
“I’m going to have Kate adjust the blanket for me, and then I will start with a gel to numb the skin before the injections.”
“Okay,” I say again.
“Kate, pull the blanket back, but keep her covered down to her hip,” he says. “Once I start, she absolutely cannot move. Talk to her and keep her calm. I will stop if she needs me to, but she can’t move, or I could seriously hurt her.”
“Got it,” Kate says. She adjusts the blanket, and I squeeze my eyes shut. “Liv?”
“Yes, Kate?” I sigh.
“Can I look at your vagina?” she asks. I open my eyes, and she grins at me. “Please?”
“You’re a freak,” I say. “That’s fine.”
Kate walks around to stand next to Bodhi. Her eyes go wide, and she looks up at me. “Goddamn, girl. That has to be so painful.”
“Yeah,” I say. “It was easy to ignore for a while.”
“I’m going to call you in some antibiotics because this is looking pretty bad,” Bodhi tells me as he carefully does the swabs. “I wouldn’t usually cut open something potentially infected, but you are risking rupturing it, and that might make it far worse.”
“Whatever makes it go away,” I mutter.
“You’ll feel me touch for the gel,” he says.
I take long, deep breaths as he numbs the spots he is going to numb me.
He warns me of a pinch, but I hardly feel it as he injects me in various spots.
“Alright, Liv. I’m going to make the cut.
You might feel some tugging and pressure, but you should not feel pain. If you do, tell me right away.”
“Okay…”
Kate holds my hand but watches Bodhi. As cool as she finds this, she is also being protective right now.
I can feel the pressure of the cut, but then it disappears. I focus on taking long, deep breaths while he does whatever he is doing. He has Kate open something in a specific way for him, but I don’t pay attention. I just stare at a spot on the ceiling and don’t take my eyes off it.
The minutes tick by, and I stay calm. Bodhi sits on a stool at some point, so I assume he is doing stitches. When he stands again, he starts cleaning up the area. I am covered with the blanket by one of them, but I still just stay dazed.
My adrenaline is crashing, and I just want to sleep.
“Alright. Let’s get you up,” Bodhi says. I cooperate with them as they help me stand. I am still numb, but I am careful as they help me get clothes on. When I am decent again, Luke and Rhett come in. Luke doesn’t say a word; he just hugs me.
Luke has always been like my brother, and this is exactly what I need right now. I need to be surrounded by the people I know care about me. Rhett hugs me next before Kate does. I suspect they all know that Bodhi is about to steal me away for a while so I can relax and find some peace.
I still haven’t said a word when we get into the truck, but he just holds my hand as we drive through town. Back at the house, I notice cars at the cabin. I look at Bodhi, and he smiles.
“Daisy hired some people to clean up and pack your stuff,” Bodhi says. “I told her you were staying with me after some pretty bad people came after you. I tried offering to pay for the damages, but I thought she’d hit me if I asked again.”
“Bless her heart,” I say, smiling. “You really want me, Bodhi?”
“I really do, Olivia,” he says, kissing the back of my hand.
“Let’s go inside then,” I say. “I think the numbing is wearing off.”
“Yeah, I have some pain meds for you. That should let you sleep at least,” he says.
“That sounds marvelous.”
Bodhi walks around the truck and helps me out before he carefully walks inside.
By the time we get to the front door, I am crying in pain.
It’s mostly a release of emotional pain from the years of abuse.
We get back to the bedroom, and Bodhi makes quick work of getting me undressed and into one of his shirts and boxers before he lays me in bed.
I take a pain pill and relax in bed as I watch him undress.
He looks stressed the fuck out, and I want to help him.
“Bodhi,” I say.
“Yes, ma’am?” he asks, taking his jeans off so he is just in boxers. He has his pajama pants in his hand, but stops and looks at me.
“Are you stressed?” I ask.
“Honestly, yes, but it’s nothing I can’t handle,” he says. “Why?”
“Can I… Use your toy on you?” I ask, smiling brightly. “I am comfy in bed. I just have to hold it, right?”
“You should rest,” he says, sitting on the bed next to me.
“I am resting,” I say. “I’ll rest better knowing that you are less stressed.”
“Are these the drugs asking, or you?”
“Me. I have wanted to since Friday," I laugh.
“Okay, but I might cry if you edge me,” he says, and I giggle.
“I won’t. I promise,” I say.
Bodhi smiles at me for a second before getting up and going to the closet. That must be where he stored it. He takes a box out, and inside is the toy and a bottle of lubricant. He brings both over and lays them on the bed next to me before stepping back.
“The fact I am trusting you with my dick while on drugs should tell you how much I care about you,” Bodhi muses as he slowly takes his boxers down. When they hit the floor, I scan his body, admiring him.
His cock is absolutely massive. It’s big enough that it would take me time to get used to. Sucking his cock would be difficult because of his girth. It’s the type of dick you only hear about and see in porn, but I get one attached to the sweetest man I’ve ever met.
Bodhi lies next to me, and I prop myself up on my elbow. This lets him move his arm under me so I can move closer to him. I am gentle with how I move my body so that I am not in pain.
I start by flipping the bottle of lubricant open, and drizzling it on his cock.
His hips jerk slightly, but he continues to trail his fingertips up and down my back.
I look at him and smile sweetly as I wrap my hand around his cock the best I can.
A groan rumbles in his chest when I focus on the head, so I lightly kiss him.
“You’re all mine,” I mutter against his lips.
“All yours,” he pants.
“You want to come for me, don’t you?”
“Yes! God, yes. I want to come!” he moans. I am going so slow that his thighs are shaking.
“Beg,” I command with a smile.
“Oh, you brat,” he groans.
“Beg me for it, Bodhi,” I encourage him.
“Please, make me come,” he gasps.
“Beg me, baby,” I say again.
“Please… Let me come! Please let me come!”
“Good boy,” I say with a grin, kissing him.
“I’ll remember this,” he says, his hips jerking.
“You’re so close, baby. Come for me. Tell me you want me to milk your cock dry,” I command him gently.
“God, yes. Please,” he moans, his hips starting to rock. I’m building it slowly, and he is out of his mind with pleasure right now.
“Over and over,” I say.
“Yes. Please, yes!”
“Until you beg me to stop,” I say. “You want it, don’t you?”
“Yes. Please, don’t stop!” he moans.
“Have you been a good boy, Bodhi?” I ask sweetly. “Tell me how good you’ve been.”
“I am. I’m a good boy. Fuck, you’re such a brat,” he moans. “Please, don’t stop. Oh my God, I’m coming. Yes… Fuuuck, Liv!”
I slowly work him through his orgasm, but then I grab the toy. “Pour however much it needs,” I say, handing him the bottle.
“You tiny little sadist,” he grunts, pouring lubricant into the toy.
“Pick a safeword,” I tell him.
“Oh God,” he laughs. “Red.”
“Good. Use it if you want me to stop. If you don’t say it, I will stop when you pass out,” I say. “Are you consenting to that, Bodhi?”
He looks at me and doesn’t say anything for a moment. I spotted it in his eyes the first time he mentioned his father’s abuse. He doesn’t even have to say it for me to know how horrific his childhood was.
“Thank you,” he says finally. “I consent.”
“Good. How many levels does this have?”
“Ten…” he laughs nervously.
“How stressed are you, Bodhi?” I ask. “Because level ten… That will definitely release some tension.”
“I usually just use one… But… Let’s do it,” he says with a smile.
I slowly ease his cock into the toy and turn it on.
Right away, it starts vibrating and sucking.
He lifts his hips off the bed and moans.
I slowly click it up a level, and he is coming again by the time I get to ten.
“That’s it, Bodhi. Come for me,” I say sweetly.
“God, you are doing so good, baby. I can’t wait to have you buried in my cunt. ”
“Oh, God. Fuck, yes,” he groans. I take his hand and move it under my shirt to cup my breast. He groans and squeezes me, so I lie back a bit so he can readjust. I can still hold the device, but now he can squeeze and suck on my breasts as he rocks his hips to fuck the toy.
Never in my life did I think I would find myself so fucking turned on by this man that I’d be nearing an orgasm from his sucking and biting my nipples. He’s moaning so beautifully.
“Oh fuck,” I choke out. His head snaps up to look at me, and his grin is wicked.
When he dips his head again, he sucks and nibbles on one nipple, but then pinches the other between his fingers.
At the same time, Bodhi comes again. He is getting noticeably weaker with every one.
I get two more out of him before he finally says it.
“Red,” he groans. “Oh, Jesus, you’re a sadist.”
“Are you still stressed?” I ask with a smile.
“How can I be when I can’t feel my face?” he mutters.
“I can get up and…”
“No,” he says firmly. “You stay; I’ll clean up.”
“Okay. Okay,” I laugh. “Then you lie down and rest with me.”
“I promise,” he says, gently kissing me.