“You did?”
“Yeah. We’ll double wrap your cast and you should be good.”
I bit my lip and kissed his neck. “I’d super love it if you’d join me.”
“Yeah, I can do that.”
“But I want you to fuck me.”
“Jesus, woman, no.”
I leaned up and frowned. “Are you seriously denying me?”
“Your leg is busted to hell, Kennedy. I’m not risking doing any further damage.”
“You won’t.”
“Lace—”
“I’m so fucking horny, Declan, I’m about to lose my mind.”
“I’m happy to finger fuck you, baby, but I don’t want to hurt you with the full regalia.”
I raised an eyebrow. “I’d be happy with half the regalia, but fingers just aren’t gonna cut it.” I pushed myself up and slid out of bed. “I’m gonna need that dick.”
“Hold on, I’ll help you,” he said, and threw the covers back.
I sat back on the edge of the mattress and waited for Mouse to grab the garbage bags. Once he’d wrapped my leg, he lifted me in his arms and carried me to the bathroom, so I didn’t need to use the scooter, then he set me on the ground next to the sinks. I brushed my teeth while he started the water, then he helped me get naked and lifted me into the shower, stepping in behind me.
“This shower’s way too fuckin’ small to do anything to you, Kennedy.”
“Get creative.”
“No. But I promise, I’ll take care of you once we’re out, deal?”
I let out a quiet huff. “Fine.”
He grinned. “You really are in a bad way.”
“Was I being vague?”
He grabbed my body wash and squeezed some into his palm, before moving his hands over my body, massaging me as he went. He paid extra attention to my nipples and they pebbled at his touch.
Leaning down, he kissed me as he slid his hand between my legs, thumbing my clit as his fingers pushed inside of me. I gasped against his lips as he pressed his digits deeper.
Gripping his shoulders, I arched into his hand and he began to pump slowly, before moving faster and faster, his thumb deliciously at my nub, and I could feel an orgasm begin to build.
I groaned as he worked my body like an expert, then I cried out his name as a climax swamped me. He grinned, kissing me. “My work here is done.”
“Like hell it is,” I countered. “That was nice, but I need your dick.”
“I’ll allow it, especially considering I’m hard as a fucking rock now.”
“You’re usually hard as a rock.”
He chuckled. “Yeah, you do that to me.”
“You’re welcome.”
“Ready to wash your hair?”
“Yep,” I said, and he helped guide my head under the water.
Once we finished our shower, Mouse helped me dry off and then he carried me back to the bedroom, setting me on the bed just as my phone rang.
“It’s my mom,” I said, and rolled my eyes. “Leave it to her to cock block me.”
He chuckled. “Take the call, Lace. There’ll be no blocking.”
“Hi, Mom.”
“Hi, honey, how are you doing?”
“Better every day.”
“Are you still taking pain meds?”
“About one a day now, but weening down even more this week.”
“That’s great, sweetie. When do you think you’ll be home?”
“Still planning on flying home the day after Christmas,” I said. “Why? Big plans?”
“No reason. We’re still planning on New Year’s.”
“We’ll be there,” I promised. “Are you worried, Mama?”
She sighed. “A little less every day. Your man is keeping your dad up to date, so that helps.”
I raised an eyebrow toward Mouse. “My man is updating Daddy?”
Mouse grinned.
“Yep,” Mom confirmed. “It’s quite possible your dad loves him more than you.”
“I doubt that, but he and I can battle it out at New Year’s.”
Mom chuckled. “I can’t wait to see that.”
“We’ll make sure you have a front row seat.”
“I look forward to it,” she said, still laughing. “I’m going to let you go, sweetie. I love you.”
“Love you too, Mama.” I hung up and craned my head to look up at Mouse who was now standing between my legs. “You’re keeping my dad updated?”
“I am.”
“How often do you two ladies gab?”
He chuckled. “Every other day.”
“Shut up. Seriously?”
“Yeah.” He slid his hands to my neck. “Your dad’s the shit, baby.”
“I know.” I blinked back tears.
“Why are you cryin’?”
“Because you’re being so sweet, and I don’t deserve it.”
He stroked my cheek. “See, this is the problem.”
I sniffed. “What’s the problem?”
“You think you don’t deserve every sweet thing that comes your way. I don’t understand where that comes from because your family loves you like crazy.”
I sighed. “I know. I’m broken.”
He smiled. “You’re not broken, honey, you’re bruised. I’m gonna fix that.”
I slid my hands around his waist. “You already have.”
“Yeah?”
I nodded, kissing his abdomen, just above his already hardening cock. I wrapped my mouth around his tip, then took him to the back of my throat, barely reaching the hilt. He was huge, and I loved it.
“You want me to come down your throat, or in your cunt?”
I released him with a pop and looked up at him. “Can it be both?”
He grinned. “Hell, yeah.”
I grinned and took him back in my mouth.
* * *
One week later, I was wheeling myself around the Howlers’ clubhouse cabin on my scooter when Mouse stepped in front of me and crossed his arms. “You’re supposed to be staying off that leg.”
“I am off it,” I pointed out.
“Sit your ass down, Lace.”
“I can’t. I have cupcakes in the oven.”
“I will pull them out when they’re ready.”
“And you’ll burn your mouth because you’ll immediately shove one into it.”
“I will neither confirm nor deny,” he retorted.
I grinned. “I’ll let you help me, but you have to promise not to eat any.”
“I won’t eat any... while they’re hot.”
“They’re for the kids, honey. I promise I’ll make you anything you want for Christmas, but let the kids enjoy all the goodness when they come tomorrow, okay?”
He leaned down to kiss me gently. “I’ll give you everything because you called me ‘honey.’”
“Jesus, you’re easy.”
Mouse laughed. “Remember that.”
I rolled my eyes and lowered myself into
