Author note:
The muse decided that we needed a break from angst and came up with some sexy Fluff instead. I hope you enjoy!
CH 76- Taking Care
Clay had been home from the hospital for two days. He was still tired and a little weak but feeling better and stronger every day. He was getting plenty of rest because Emma wouldn't let him lift a finger. He kept telling her that she didn't need to baby him. She would inevitably respond with a kiss telling him it was what she wanted to do.
She was also still visiting Jason at the hospital daily. He had been moved from ICU to a regular ward. They were keeping him to continue observation and to manage respiratory therapy for his collapsed lung. They were expecting him to make a full recovery.
Luckily, her Grandma could stay in town. So, at least she didn't need to worry about Mikey. Her school was being more than understanding. Because of her good grades and knowing the situation with her dad, many of her teachers waived her missed assignments and allowed her to submit current assignments and take tests etc. on-line.
The third morning, Clay woke up feeling more himself than any time since he had gotten home. He stretched and rolled over, intending to wrap his arms around Emma, but her half of the bed was empty. He was shocked as it was still pretty early, and he knew she didn't need to go back to class until next week. He could hear the shower going through the closed door and wondered why she needed to be getting ready. Thinking of her under the hot spray of the shower, her skin smooth and soft was starting to drive him crazy. They hadn't done more than kiss and hold each other since before the team had left. As visions of Emma's naked body entered his musings, he realized the shower had turned off and he could hear her stirring around the bathroom.
He got up quietly and opened the door. Emma was standing at the vanity, her hair up in one towel, with a slightly larger one wrapped and tucked just above her breasts. She was reaching for her body lotion when she noticed him leaning against the door jamb.
"Hi honey. Sorry if I woke you. I wanted to get an early start so I could go visit Dad this morning."
"Don't worry you didn't wake me." His eyes swept over her as she propped up her leg to apply the lotion.
"Did you need something?"
He licked his lips and his voice was thick with want as he answered her. "Yea…you."
"What?" Her head snapped around and the leg she had elevated lowered, so she was standing on both feet.
Clay stepped in front of her and kneeled down, lifting the same foot to rest on his leg. He grabbed the bottle of lotion off the counter and squeezed some into his hand. He worked his palms together and then began to smooth the sweet-smelling emulsion over her skin. He started at her ankle and worked his way up to her thigh.
Emma closed her eyes and sighed in pleasure at the feeling of his strong hands massaging up her leg. He slipped his fingers just under the edge of her towel and rubbed the last of the lotion on her rounded bottom. When he was finished, he put more into his hands and motioned for her to lift her other leg. She placed her foot on his lap and he repeated his sensuous massage.
"Clay, babe. As wonderful as this feels…don't you think you should get back to bed?"
"I'm not tired. You have been waiting on me hand and," he lifted her foot and kissed the top of it gently, "foot the last couple days. I'm fine."
She ran her fingers through his hair and smiled. "I want to take care of you. I love you."
"I love you too Em. And I think," he kissed her ankle, "that it's time," kissing her calf, "that I," now her knee, "take care," placing his lips on the inside of her thigh, "of you." He ended by pushing away the towel that covered her and nuzzling into the soft curls just above her core.
Her eyes fell closed and a soft moan came from her throat. "Mmmm…are you sure?"
"Baby, I need you."
Before she could protest further, he pressed his lips to her slipped his tongue out to taste her.
Emma's head fell back, and she placed one hand on the counter behind her and the other wove into his hair.
Needing a better angle, Clay slid both hands up to cup her ass and tilted her body towards him. He explored her flesh and licked at her clit with the tip of his tongue. Her salty-sweet flavor was addictive. Her legs began to quake, and her fingers tightened against his scalp. His oral assault left her without words.
"AhhhhHHH!" She quivered and exploded against his mouth.
Clay withdrew and placed gentle kisses to her moist flesh and the insides of her thighs as she came out of her euphoric haze. Standing up, he pulled her into his arms. Once she caught her breath, she pulled his lips to hers. As they stood, devouring each other, Emma slipped her hand past the waistband of his underwear and wrapped her delicate fingers around him. She began to stroke his entire length with a firm grip.
"Oh my God, Emmie."
He rocked into her hand for a few moments, before spinning her around to tuck her back to his front. He loosened the cloth wrapped around her hair and then tugged at the knot holding the towel around her body and let if fall to the floor. Managing to kick off his boxer briefs, he pressed himself against her. Clay stroked his hands over her torso up to her breasts to fondle them. As he teased her nipples her eyes slid closed in pleasure. He watched her reaction to his ministrations in the mirror. Seeing her biting her lip, hearing her moans, watching her body react to his touch right there in front of them was the most erotic thing he had ever witnessed.
Her hands were clenching at her sides and she rolled her hips against him. Clay traced his right hand down her abdomen and to her center. He could feel her arousal coat his fingers.
"Em, baby, open your eyes." He wanted her to see herself, to see how beautiful and sexy she was.
At first, she focused on the movement of his hand between her legs. Her gaze moved up and finally met his in their shared reflection. Emma saw his lust, as expected. But she could also see his adoration and devotion to her. She reached an arm up behind her and turned his face toward her. Angling her head, she claimed his lips in a heated kiss. When they broke apart to breath Emma loosened her hold and bent over, widening her stance, and leaned her elbows on the counter in front of her.
Clay stood transfixed, "Emmie, are you…"
She reached back to caress his thigh and hip and apply a gentle pressure, indicating her desire. Once he was sure, he took himself in hand and slid insider her welcoming warmth. Both of them groaned in satisfaction. It had been weeks since they had been able to share this, to express their feelings for each other in this way. He began to move, slowly at first, allowing them to savor the sensations. Then his pace began to speed up and Emma rocked her hips in time with his movements. His hands settled on her waist as he drove into her.
Emma raised her eyes to the mirror once again and observed his expressions and actions. The muscles of his torso flexed with his efforts and his eyes were trained on her body. She could feel her pleasure building and wanted to see him as she peaked.
She whispered his name and his eyes met hers in the mirror once again. As their gaze held, she felt him harden further and pulse inside her as he called her name and fell over the edge.
"Emma…Emmie…Oh God!"
Feeling him spill inside her triggered her orgasm and she followed him into that moment of bliss.
As soon as they could focus again, Clay stepped back and took her into his arms. Emma laid her head on his chest and could feel the kisses he was placing on her head. They both had needed this. After their time apart and what they had both been through, they had needed to reconnect like this with the person that was their other half.
Clay smiled down at her and kissed her gently. "I love you baby."
"I love you too."
She stood in his embrace for a few minutes and then mentioned that she still needed to get ready to go see her dad.
"Let me take a shower honey, and I can go with you."
"But…"
"Em, I'm fine. Didn't I just prove that?" He smirked and raised an eyebrow at her.
"I guess so. Okay, I'll get dressed and fix us breakfast."
"I have a better idea. Why don't I take you out to breakfast? Then we can go see Jace, see your Dad, together."
"Thank you. I would like that."
Emma laid her hand along his cheek and kissed him sweetly and then turned to get ready.
