The Distraction

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It was a few nights after Sam was injured while playing basketball. He was lying in bed with a heating pad on his arm while it was propped up on a pillow beside him.

Cassie walked into the room and smiled when she saw him. "There you are. I thought you were in your office. I came to see if you were ready for bed." She walked over and noticed he was already in his pajama pants. "Looks like you are."

"Yeah, I finished my work and decided to heat the arm before going to sleep," he said.

Cassie perched herself next to him on the edge of the bed. "How are you feeling? Sore?"

"A little bit," Sam replied.

Cassie frowned and squeezed his hand. "I wish I could speed up your recovery."

Sam shrugged. "It is what it is. What do you always say… whatever happens is part of the journey, right?"

Cassie smiled. "You do listen to me."

Sam brought his hand up to her face and lightly caressed her cheek with his fingers. "Cassie, when you talk, I listen to every single word," he said with an adoring smile.

Cassie's smile widened and she leaned in to kiss him. "I'll be right back."

Sam nodded, and she headed to the bathroom to get ready for bed. When she returned a few minutes later, she saw that Sam had finished with the heating pad and had put it aside.

Cassie climbed into her side of the bed and slid closer to him. "So, how tired are you? Because I have an idea to distract you from the soreness," she said, and then paused a moment before adding, "Or it may possibly cause more of it, I'm not sure."

Sam smiled. "Well, if you're thinking what I think you're thinking, it would probably be worth any extra soreness."

Cassie smiled. "Are you sure?"

"Yes, but I honestly don't know how much of a participant I can be with one arm out of commission." He glanced over at his arm, still resting on the pillow beside him. "I can't put any pressure on that side."

"Well, I think I have a solution for that," Cassie said. "I want you to keep that arm on the pillow, and just lie back and let me take care of you."

"You've been taking care of me since the day we met," he reminded her.

Cassie smiled. "Well, someone had to make sure you got into your house."

"And I'm really glad it was you," he told her, smiling.

They shared a soft kiss, and then she carefully moved down on the bed so that she was kneeling over his body. "Is this okay?" she asked cautiously. "No pain from this, right?"

Sam smiled and shook his head. "You're not even touching me yet, so... no."

"Good." Cassie leaned down to kiss him, and Sam immediately deepened it. As his tongue explored her mouth, he realized they hadn't kissed like this in a few days. The accident had thrown some wrenches into their normal daily routines, but he already felt better just by sharing a passionate moment with the love of his life.

When she pulled her lips from his, she moved downward toward his neck, muttering, "Tell me if it hurts."

As she pressed her mouth against his neck, Sam leaned his head back against the pillow. "Trust me, I'm willing to live through any pain that might occur on this bed tonight."

Cassie smiled, and she continued with soft kisses and gentle sucking against his neck. As he caressed her back, he found himself thinking about how patient and supportive Cassie had been since his accident, and how he'd been a little distant at times.

"Cassie, I'm sorry," he said softly. "About the past few days, I'm sorry if I've been… you know… a little moody."

Cassie lifted her head to look at him. "It's okay, I understand. You've been going through a lot."

"I appreciate all that you've been doing for me," he told her sincerely. "I just wanted to make sure you know that."

Cassie smiled. "I do know that."

He ran his hand down her arm and squeezed her hand. "I love you."

"I know that, too," she replied, and leaned in for a soft kiss. "I love you."

Cassie sat back on her knees and pulled off her shirt. She tossed it aside, and was still for a moment as Sam's eyes focused on her chest… staring, thinking, salivating.

He moved his hand to one of her breasts and traced along the curve, and then moved to the other one, touching her ever so gently. He cupped each one from below and squeezed it in his hands, massaging each with his fingertips as it was nestled in his palm.

"I'm going to need you to bring them closer," he finally requested, tearing his gaze away from her chest to look at her face. "If you don't mind."

Cassie smirked. "Well, sure… since you can't go to them, I guess I can bring them to you."

She moved further up his body on her knees. She leaned forward and placed her hands on the headboard behind him for support, and her breasts became perfectly aligned with his head as it rested against his pillow.

He began licking and tracing along her breasts with the tip of his tongue, circling her nipples, teasingly avoiding them. He placed soft kisses to the fullest part of her breasts and lightly sucked on her soft skin as he made his way around them.

Cassie was groaning softly and eagerly waiting for him to wrap his lips around her sensitive peaks, and her volume escalated when he finally did. He licked, nipped, and sucked each breast, alternating between them for a few minutes, relishing her constant moans. He knew exactly how to drive her crazy, how to make her body throb with arousal.

Sam wasn't going to stop until Cassie moved, and she knew that, so she sat back on her knees and looked at him. "Okay, now it's my turn… I'm supposed to be taking care of you, remember?"

"Oh, trust me, letting me do that to you is taking care of me," he assured her with a nod. "My mood just went up a hundred percent."

Cassie smiled. "Well, that's good, but let's see if I can take it up even more."

Sam cocked his head to the side. "What did you have in mind?"

After a seductive raise of her eyebrow, Cassie leaned in close to his ear. "Do you want me to tell you or do you want me to show you?" she whispered.

Sam smiled as she pulled back, and he looked into her eyes. "Show me," he requested.

Cassie moved beside him so she could remove his pants and boxers. Once she did, she positioned herself between his legs, rested her hands on his thighs, and while holding his gaze, ran her tongue along his cock.

Sam closed his eyes and leaned his head back against the pillow as he let out a soft groan. "God, you're amazing," he muttered toward the ceiling.

"Wow, that was amazing?" Cassie joked. "That was just the warm-up, Dr. Radford."

Sam laughed and lifted his head to look at her with a smile on his face. "I love you."

"I can tell," Cassie replied, playfully poking him on his chest before she returned her attention to his lower half.

After a few slow licks along the length of his cock, Cassie wrapped her lips around him and her mouth went to work. Shifting the pace between slow, delicate ministrations, and quicker, rhythmic motions, Cassie kept Sam groaning and grunting the entire time. The way she used her hands, tongue, and lips in a magical harmony of pleasure was unlike anything he'd ever experienced before he met her.

She was energetic and confident and sexy, and enjoyed what she was doing just as much as he did. Hearing his reactions, his groans, his words praising how good it felt… it turned her on so much. Her arousal was growing, and her own hums and moans of pleasure kept coming out, sending soft vibrations through his cock that felt amazing.

"You are incredible," he muttered as he ran his fingers through her hair, and then softly added, "Let me see your eyes again, Cassie."

Cassie looked up at him while he was still in her mouth, and Sam exhaled a long breath. It was a sight that he could not get enough of. The way she locked her gaze with his while continuing her motions, the way her eyes conveyed just how much she loved this intimacy with him… it was enough to make him explode. And he knew he would soon if he didn't stop her.

"Come here," he said, beckoning her toward him with a nod of his head.

Cassie slid her lips off of him, and then she swirled her tongue around the tip of him, making him groan. She kissed her way up his body, pressing her lips against his stomach, his chest, his chin, and then his lips.

They kissed passionately, intensely, and Sam tugged at the waistband of her pants. "Take these off," he muttered against her lips.

Cassie removed her remaining clothes and then straddled his waist with her knees, but she didn't take him inside her just yet. Instead, she nestled her sex against his hard cock and began rocking her body gently, rubbing herself against his shaft.

Sam exhaled a deep breath at how good she felt against him. "Jesus, Cassie." He could feel how wet she was, and was completely enthralled watching her move so sensually on top of him, listening to her soft groans grow louder as the stimulation increased.

Cassie ran her hands up the front of her body and squeezed her breasts. "Distracting enough for you?" she asked him.

"I don't even remember what you're distracting me from," he replied, shaking his head slightly. "So, I'd say yes."

Cassie smiled. "Good. Then my work is done."

Sam gave her a sly smile. "Oh, you're not done yet," he told her, shaking his head. "Neither of us are."

Cassie smiled. "Well, I didn't mean actually done."

Sam caressed her breasts as she continued rocking against him for just a few moments. Finally, she pushed herself up on her knees, took his cock in her hand, and brought him to her opening. She lowered herself onto him, and they both moaned as she took him inside of her.

Cassie leaned down to kiss him. "How does that feel?" she asked him.

"Incredible," he replied. "You?"

"Equally incredible," she confirmed, and she rested one hand against his chest as she started rocking against him.

Sam exhaled a long sigh. "And now, even more incredible," he murmured.

"Let me know if you're in any pain."

Sam shook his head. "No way. I'm not saying anything that might make you stop doing that."

Cassie cocked her head to the side with a smile. "Sam, I don't want to hurt you."

"Trust me, you're not," he assured her. "I'll be fine."

Cassie nodded and continued rocking against him, riding him slowly while his free hand caressed her body, touching it as if it were for the first time. His fingers glided over her smooth skin, sending tingles of pleasure through her already throbbing body.

She was so focused on helping him get to his climax that hers snuck up on her. When she felt it brewing inside of her, she adjusted herself to get better friction against her clit as she rocked forward. Sam watched as she picked up her pace so she could launch herself into her impending climax.

"Oh, my God," she moaned, huffing out shallow breaths. "I'm coming, Sam." She had barely gotten the words out before she began shuddering on top of him, and Sam pulled her down so her chest was pressed against his. He rubbed her back and she moaned against his shoulder as the pleasure rushed through her body.

Sam groaned approvingly. "God, that was so hot," he muttered. "You know how crazy you make me?"

"Mmhmm," she softly replied, and she lifted her head to look at him. She pressed a soft kiss to his lips, and then started to push herself up to resume her motions and help him finish.

"Let me take over," he offered.

"You sure?" she asked, a concerned look in her eyes. She wasn't sure if that would be too rough on his arm.

Reading her mind, he pointed out, "I'll be using my lower half, not my arm." He glanced over at his arm. "Look, it's right there, still safely on the pillow where you wanted it."

Cassie smirked. "Okay, fine, but don't hurt yourself."

"Yes, ma'am," he jokingly replied.

Sam shifted his body just a little to get a better angle, and with Cassie kneeling over him, he started thrusting up into her. She gasped at the initial force of his deep, hard thrusts, and rested her hands against his stomach for balance. Their gazes were locked, and she could tell by the look in his eyes that he just needed to let loose for a few minutes. She gave him an understanding nod.

Tonight was the first time they'd made love since his injury a few days prior. Sam's arm was in a little pain from being jostled by the quick, rough motions of his body, but the pleasure was worth it. She felt indescribably good… tight, wet, warm, inviting. No amount of arm pain could make him stop right now.

He'd spent the past few days adjusting to the situation… the sling, the soreness, the anxiousness to get back to doing surgery. He'd had a lot on his mind. And now all of that pent up emotion and energy was being unleashed as he fucked his wife.

And his wife was loving every second of it. Cassie was whimpering with pleasure at his powerful thrusts, thinking the same thing she always thought whenever they got a little rougher than usual… that they should do that more often.

Sam groaned loudly when he released inside of her, and Cassie could tell by his tone that it was not just a sound of pleasure. She knew there was some pain in there, and once he had finished, she quickly moved off of him.

"Are you okay?" she worriedly asked, sitting up beside him on the bed. Sam nodded in response and closed his eyes, and Cassie reached for his hand. "Sam, you're not. What can I do?"

Sam opened his eyes and shook his head. "I'm okay, Cassie," he calmly assured her. "There was a little pain toward the end, but it's fine now."

Cassie exhaled a soft sigh and wrinkled her nose a little, wishing she could do more for him. She patted his chest and said, "Stay here, I'll be right back."

Cassie grabbed her clothes and walked to the bathroom to get ready for bed. Then she ran a washcloth under hot water, wrung it out, and returned to him in the bedroom.

She sat beside him, pressed the wet washcloth to his thigh, and slowly moved it inward. The warmth felt good against his skin, as did the way she delicately began wiping him clean.

"Wow. I appreciate the sponge bath," Sam remarked with a smirk.

"I told you, I'm taking care of you tonight," Cassie replied.

Sam smiled. "Yes, you are."

She caressed him with the washcloth, and it was relaxing and intimate and mesmerizing to watch. When she was finished, she helped put his boxers and pajama pants back on.

"Thank you," he said sincerely. "Really."

"You're welcome," she softly replied, and she stood up from the bed. She walked over to drop the washcloth in the hamper, and then walked back to him. "Anything else I can get you?"

Sam patted his chest in invitation. "Just yourself. Come to bed."

Cassie smiled and climbed into bed beside him. She pulled the covers up over their bodies before gently resting her head against him. "Is this okay?" she asked.

Sam smiled and kissed the top of her head. "It's perfect."

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Author's Note: Thank you so much to those who reached out to let me know you're reading, and that you're just as in love with Cassie and Sam as I am! :)