Chapter Sixty-One: Made My Night Easier

Alyssa patiently stood outside the bathroom, awaiting my signal to enter. I wanted to climb into the tub before he joined me. Sharing a bath with him makes me uneasy, but he doesn’t seem affected. I’m sure it will be fine. When I’m comfortable in the warm water, I ask him to join.

He walks in and undresses. I fix my eyes on him the entire time. The sight makes me groan noisily. Why do we feel an increased level of sexual arousal during our period? Do we really need to endure the additional side effect of horniness?

“Enjoying the view, kitten?” he smirks.

“Don’t smirk at me,” I whine.

I lean forward and he slips in behind me. I relax against him, his arm encircling me and finding a resting place on my stomach. He rubs it in the same manner as he did in the bed. I shut my eyes. It feels nice. His lips brush against my neck, gently tracing their way across my skin. I let out intense moans and press my thighs together, feeling turned on.

“Wyatt, please stop that. I am so sensitive and horny as it is. You aren’t helping,” I breathe out.

“You know, I could help with those issues and your cramps,” he says softly.

“What? No. I don’t think I can do that.”

It may not bother others. I personally don’t think I could do it.

“Angel, we don’t need to have sex,” he suggests. “I don’t mean that. The clit is a marvellous thing, and I could use that to get you off in a minute.”

“Not in the slightest. I would fuck you if I knew it would help and it would be something you would allow.”

I shake my head. “I don’t think I can.”

“Sure, but can I help you feel better without having sex with you?”

He brushes the hair aside to have easier access to my neck. A small whimper escapes me as I tilt my head. I know orgasm can help with cramps.

“Okay, but as long as you don’t go any lower.”

“I promise I won’t. Relax, sweetness,” he whispers, placing his hand on my throat, pushing my head back so he can reach down and kiss me.

I softly sigh into his mouth, attempting to calm myself. As we separate, his hand grazes over my chest, gently tracing circles on my nipples with his thumb. I let out a loud gasp and arch my back as his touch causes my small buds to harden.

His hand glides slowly down my body. I get a bit nervous as it reaches the area between my thighs.

“Relax, beautiful. I promise it will help.”

I inhale deeply and give a nod. His hand reaches its destination. As he stimulates my clit, my body shivers and the heat intensifies.

“Fuck,” I cry out. He explores my body with his lips and teases my sensitive area with his thumb. I grind my hips against his hand. It felt amazing and incredibly intense. With his spare hand, he teases my breast and increases the pace of his fingers.

I tighten and cry out. I’m almost there.

Wyatt sucks on my neck, leaving his mark on my skin. The rest have disappeared, but I suppose he likes it when people are aware that I’m with someone.

His lips brush against my ear, whispering, “Mmm, your skin always has such a sweet taste. Are you close? I can feel you pulse against my fingers.” He rasps.

“Yes, I am close,” I pant.

“Come for me, baby girl.”

I can only nod and moan. In just a few more seconds, my orgasm surges through me and I climax. It hits every nerve ending of my body and I cry out his name. I’m a hot, panting mess by the time it ends.

“Is that any better?” he asks.

“Yes, it does feel better. It was like an instant relief.”

“Good. I am happy to help. I can pleasure you all night long. You won’t have to worry about painkillers,” he chuckles.

I laugh. “As much fun as that sounds, no. My body couldn’t handle it.”

I’ve never come across a man who is so ready to help in this manner.

“Let me know if you have a change of mind.”

I do feel better. The cramps haven’t completely disappeared, but they’ve improved significantly.

I turn and kiss him softly, “Thank you. Thank you for not only what you just did but also for being here.”

“You are more than welcome, beautiful. Let’s get cleaned up and settle back into bed.”

“Yes, sir.”

His arrival tonight caught me off guard, and I’m pleased he disregarded my words and appeared, anyway.

Somehow, Wyatt convinced me to watch a scary movie. It wasn’t the best decision, but it was the least I could do after making him watch two girly movies. I’m certain he wanted to complain, but he didn’t utter a word.

With my face buried in his chest, I peek at it occasionally.

“Do you like watching these movies, or was it an excuse to scare me?”

“I don’t mind them. Maybe I wanted to watch it to see you freak out and use me as a shield,” he chuckles.

I give his chest a playful slap and look up at him. “You’re so mean.”

“I would say sorry, but it would be a lie. Do you need anything, kitten?”

I shake my head. “Right now, all I need is you.”

Smiling, he leans down and asks softly, “Should I turn off the movie?”

“No, it is okay. I am sure I can make it through the rest.”

I will probably spend the rest of it hiding my face in his chest, but it is what he wanted. He pulls me closer, holding me tightly. He always makes me feel secure. I bury my face in his neck and take in his scent. It’s incredibly intoxicating. I resist the urge to groan.

I pull away before I end up climbing on top of him and end up fucking him. I excuse myself to grab some ice cream and use the opportunity to get myself together. I grab the carton of cookie dough ice cream and two spoons before I join him. I offer him a spoon, fully expecting him to say no, but to my surprise, he takes it. Sharing a smile, he sits up to enjoy the ice cream together.

He has been a good distraction for me tonight. It’s an improvement over me being alone in bed, feeling sorry for myself. He helped me through the night and now, with him cuddling me, sleeping will be easier. Tomorrow will mirror today, but things should improve afterwards, and I’ll return to my usual self.