"Take off your shirt"

Brady was taken aback by her abruptness.

"Last night you want me to put it on and tonight you are demanding me to take it off. Miss Lane are you trying to have your way with me?" Brady quipped jokingly, but secretly wishing she wanted him as much as he wanted her.

"Brady just do it otherwise you are going to have this stuff all over your clothes" she said displaying the cream she held in her hand.

Brady took off his shirt revealing his tanned, muscular form. Chloe couldn't help but stare in awe.

He sat at the edge of the bed. She came behind him kneeling. She took some of the potent mixture from the tube and rubbed in on the afflicted shoulder. His body tensed, letting Chloe know it hurt pretty badly. He almost pulled away on her second attempt. She made contact this time easing her way from his neck to his throbbing shoulder.

"You're supposed to stretch after you work out."

"I know I was just too tired to last night."

"You're whole body has knots in it, why don't you lay down and I will give you a proper massage"

The thought of her body so close to his was so devilishly appealing that the word no seemed to evaporate from his vocabulary. All he managed was to squeak out a sound so inaudible that Chloe did not even hear it.

She backed away allowing him to pass by her on the bed. He laid down in the center, his head was tilted to the side.

Chloe realizing she was still only in her robe jumped off the bed and went into the bathroom. She threw on a belly shirt and a pair of three quarter length pajama bottoms.

Chloe returned to the bed, holding a bottle. She sat on top of Brady.

Her weight was a reward he had longed for.

She tipped some of the contents of the bottle into her hands. She rubbed them together to warm up the liquid. Satisfied with the temperature, Chloe let her hands touch Bradys strong back.

"What is that?"

"It's massage gel" Chloe said in a matter of fact tone.

"Oh no. I did not agree to any girlie gel crap"

"Relax, it's therapeutic. It contains many essential oils and smells really good too"

"I don't care if it 'smells really good'. Look, can we just hurry this thing up?" Brady said trying to sound annoyed.

He knew Chloe was in control of the situation. She had him right where she wanted him. Not that he really minded. But there was only so much one guy could take.

"Trust me you will thank me when I'm finished"

She had only touched him a few times and he was already starting to feel worked up. He was not sure he could endure her touching him relentlessly. But he was also sure his shoulder was causing him quite a bit of discomfort. He figured it was worth it just to get his mind off of the pain.

So Chloe began to administer the oil once again.

She started on his lower back and moved slowly, steadily up. Her hands dipped into the curves of his shoulders. Rounding them and coming back again. She then concentrated on the injured muscles. She worked her hands onto the surface. Manoeuvring leisurely at first.

Brady closed his eyes feeling the action. She deepened her efforts. Working the knot out persistently. Brady gripped the sheets on the bed. Satisfied with her actions she eased her way down his spine. Brady breathed hard, opening his eyes and let go of the sheets realizing his shoulder was finished being handled. The hardest part now over. The next part was for pure pleasure.

Chloe scanned his body with her fingers. Her actions sent Brady on a whirling expedition of self control. She teased him, taunted him, treated him. His sensations were awakened by her seeking hands. She applied pressure to his tight back muscles. Kneading them into ecstasy. She sculpted his form, reluctant to let her hands leave. She was not discreet in her yearning for him.

Her own pleasure was growing watching Brady squirm under her. His chest was heaving. He was desperately trying to remain in control.

She brought matters to a whole other level, when she gently clawed at him. Her body was plush against his. She let her lips trail his vigorous body. She rested the ruby lips on his neck occasionally giving him gentle pecks. She tenderly bit his earlobe. Playing into his desire.

She eased off of him so he could turn to face her. Brady's hair was slightly matted to his head because of his previous position and because of the building heat in the room. Chloe returned to straddling him. Her arms unconsciously wrapping around him.

His jeans tightened around him. She felt him hard under her. They looked into each others eyes.

They were being taken over by their lust. She resumed her play with his neck and ear before he responded. He caressed her body, helping her to remove her tiny T-shirt. He was surprised to find her bare skin instead of a restrictive bra. Their lips met. Her lips were sweet and soft. His tongue joined the game. First gliding on her lower lip then moving inside her mouth finding hers.

He moved his hand over her breast. Letting his thumb slowly circle her nipple. Immediately the pleasure of it reached Chloe. She rocked her body back. Needing to be closer. She moved her hand up and down his chest. Finding his belt-buckle, she undid it. Her hands moved clumsily over the front of his jeans. Brady moaned. She undid the button and slid the zipper down. She stood up on the bed and took off her own confining material but leaving her panties on. She laid down. Her head now aligned with the bass board. She helped Brady off with his jeans. He positioned himself over top of her. He held himself up despite the stinging sensation in his shoulder. He kissed her neck and collar bone, letting his tongue dip in the hallow of her neck. He let his kisses make their way down her body, and then back up again.

Concern washed over Brady's face. "Chloe, are you sure you want to do this?"

"Yes, God yes." Chloe moaned.

Brady removed her panties and his own underwear. Putting a condom from his wallet on.

Knowing it was her first time he moved away from the fury that had started their endeavour. He set a more sensuous pace. He wanted her to be relaxed. He continued to kiss her, looking deep into her eyes. He eased his way inside her. She was being stretched. Filled. Chloe's eyes flinched.

Brady distressed asked "Are you okay? Do you want me to stop?"

Chloe only nodded yes and no.

He moved inside her cautiously not wanting to cause further pain. Her uncomfortableness was short lived. Soon every part of her strained to participate. Her hips rose as his motions became faster. By this time his control was at its peak. His damaged shoulder was on fire at this point.

Chloe feeling the torridness of his shoulder rolled herself over so she was on top of him.

Brady was relieved but also vehemently trying to wait for her.

This new position awakened her. She moved expertly, knowing what felt good to her. After Brady thought he could hold it no longer they finally came together. The reverberations racking her body. She collapsed on top of him, both panting hard. She waited a while before getting off of him. She liked the feel of him inside her. She had never known what it was like to connect with someone. To let someone know her so intimately and she was glad that it had been Brady to unleash such feelings.

Chloe lay in Bradys arms asleep. She was content.

Brady laid with his good arm around Chloe, his other arm pulsated with pain but he did not care. He had been intimate with the woman he loved and was happier than he could ever remember. He kissed her forehead and then drifted off to sleep.

To be continued.......