Chapter Seventy-Five: Too Weak to Move

Wyant lifts me into his arms. I’m feeling utterly exhausted; I can’t move. After the numerous orgasms he gave me, my body feels weak and no longer feels like my own. I’m having a hard time staying awake. I nestle myself into his embrace.

“You need to rest, angel. We can shower later,” he says softly.

All I can do is nod. He carries me to his bedroom and gently lays me down on the bed. He kisses the top of my head. “I will be back in a minute, beautiful.”

“Okay,” I whisper.

He gently brushes my hair aside, gives me a quick kiss, and exits the room. Wyant always has a way of making me feel weak, but this is on another level.

I begin to drift off to sleep but push myself to stay awake. Every inch of my body is aching and shaking.

Wyatt comes back in just five minutes. I notice he has a basin in his hand. He takes a seat on the bed and positions it beside him. He takes out a cloth and starts to clean me. Although he is gentle, I flinch when he touches between my thighs. The combination of warm water and shower gel causes a slight stinging sensation.

“Are you okay, beautiful? Are you in pain? Did I hurt you?” he panics.

“I am okay. I promise. I’m a bit achy, but no need to be concerned. You didn’t hurt me. It is a good pain,” I smile. I don’t want him to think he hurt me. Yes, things got a little rough and intense, but I enjoyed every second of it.

“Promise?” he sighs.

I reach up and stroke his face. “I promise, handsome.”

He smiles and continues to clean me up and dries me off. “You need to get some rest. Once dinner is ready, I’ll wake you up.”

I pout at him. “Or you can stay here in bed with me, and we can make dinner together afterward?” I have a strong urge to have him close to me after everything we just did. I give him my best puppy-dog eyes.

“Please? I need you.”

After an intense session, feeling vulnerable is to be expected, and that’s how I am currently feeling.

“Okay. I will stay with you. I need to get us some water.” He takes the basin away, and I snuggle under the covers, waiting for his return. He slips in next to me and hands me a drink. I don’t fight him on it; my body craves hydration. Before he pulls me close, he also makes sure to have a drink.

I lay half of my body on top of his, with my head resting on his chest. His arm slides around me as he gently strokes the small of my back.

“You did so well, kinen. I am so proud of you,” he whispers and kisses the top of my head.

I nuzzle my face into his neck. “Thank you.”

“Rest, beautiful.”

I look up at him and pucker my lips at him. With a chuckle, he leans down and kisses me gently. My lips meet his with a smile. When we part, I snuggle back into him. It doesn’t take long for my eyes to close, and I drift off.

“You are trouble for me, baby girl.” I think I wasn’t supposed to hear what he said. I pretend like I don’t. I am trouble for him. I hope he means that in a good way. I know it isn’t easy for him, his someone close to him. He probably didn’t imagine, when he started things up with me, that our relationship would become more than he probably thought. I also didn’t expect it to turn out this way.

Laying there, my feelings for him intensified. I like to think he feels the same. I wouldn’t share my thoughts with him, though. I don’t want to scare him off. Sleep comes to me as my thoughts occupy my mind. I can’t sleep too much, or I’ll have trouble sleeping later. My body can’t handle any more tonight. He pushed my limits.

Wyant’s eyes are fixed on me as I slowly wake up.

“You are staring,” I giggle.

I open my eyes to look at him. He smiles brightly. “You are so beautiful when you sleep.”

“No, I’m not,” I blush at his compliment, burying my face in his chest. He laughs loudly, “Yes, you are. Even when you snore.”

“Hey! I don’t snore!” I protest, glaring at him.

“If you do. It’s an adorable little snore,” he smirks.

I playfully roll my eyes at him. Laughing softly, he bends down to plant a tender kiss on my lips.

“Did you get any rest?” I ask.

“Not much.”

“How long was I asleep?” I have no idea what time it is. I could have been sleeping for half an hour or three hours. Regardless, I feel refreshed and less worn out.

“Two hours.”

“You didn’t move when you woke?” He shakes his head. “No. I stayed put. I didn’t want to disturb.”

He brushes my hair aside gently. Has he been watching me sleep for a while? I’m not sure if I should feel creeped out or find it sweet if that’s the case.

“What have you been doing then?” He shrugs, “Nothing much.” How sweet he stayed by my side. He could have moved, and I probably wouldn’t have noticed.

“Are you feeling better, beautiful?”

“Yes, I am. The sleep did me good, but now I am so hungry.”

“We can take a bath and then make dinner. What would you like to eat?” I am not sure; I will decide while we take a bath.

He nods and leans in to give me a soft kiss. “Let’s go take that bath. It will help relax your muscles.”

He goes to start the bath. Getting out of bed takes me a moment; I am aching all over. I sit on the edge, allowing my legs to settle. Wyatt laughs when he comes. He positions himself in front of me and extends his hand towards me. Happily, I take it from him, and he supports me to ensure I’m stable.

He envelops me with his arm and directs me towards the bathroom. I sit down and wait until it’s ready. I appreciate that it has bubbles in it. He doesn’t like them; he only uses them for me. He crouches in front of me.

With a sweet smile, he leans in and kisses me. Silently, he stands up and concentrates on the bath. What was that all about? I feel my face turn red as I smile to myself. I don’t think there was a reason for it; he did it out of his own desire.

Once the bath is ready, he helps me up again and lets me slip into the tub first before he slides in behind me. I lean back against his chest. He embraces me lightly, planting kisses on my neck. I let out a deep moan, trembling.

“Hon, don’t worry; it’s fine. My body is still sensitive. I can’t handle any more tonight.”

“No, nothing else will be happening tonight. You’ve reached your limit. We will simply unwind for the rest of the evening, nothing else.”

It’s great that he is in agreement. To be honest, I would have given him more if he asked because I’m so addicted to him. It sounds like a great idea to relax with him. It allows us to recuperate before tomorrow’s work. I can’t wait to visit Chicago with him next week. I’m free to relax at the hotel or go exploring while he’s working unless he changes his mind and wants me to come with him to his meeting. I would happily do that, too.