We did not leave the tub until we had completely satiated our bodies of pleasure. After dinner we sat for a while on the terrace until we decided to go to sleep. I was looking forward to tomorrow so that I could drive Christian's "borrowed" car. I hadn't driven since the accident. Once lying in bed I curled up in Christian's chest as my eyes slowly closed and I fell asleep.
A sudden movement woke me up at dawn, I leaned over the bedside table to turn on the light. Christian was moving in bed, uneasy, he was sweating and moving abruptly. Oh God! Now what was this? Was it a night terror? I sat on the bed in despair. Christian continued to move uncontrollably. I grabbed him by the shoulder to try to wake him up.
—Chris! Chris! —I said to him as I moved him desperately, but he didn't react.
—Noo! Let go of me! —he shouted as he got out of my hand.
—Christian! You're having a nightmare. —I shouted at him exasperatedly, I was frustrated at that moment as I moved him back to wake him up.
—No! That's not true. —he shouted as he moved even more in bed.
His body was completely sweaty, and it was very cold. I took him by the hands in a last attempt to wake him up.
—Chris! It's not real, you have to wake up. — I told him as I tried to move him hard but it was impossible.
Then he squeezed my hands tightly and got up almost completely from the bed as he screamed and pressed me tightly against the mattress.
—Nooo. —his hands squeezed me almost to the point of hurting me as he opened his eyes at that moment.
Upon realizing the situation he quickly let go of my hands and separated himself from me by sitting on the bed. My hands thanked him for letting me go. I hadn't complained, but my arms felt numb from his grip on them. Christian was breathing heavily, he was still completely bathed in sweat.
—Are you all right, did I hurt you? — he asked when he saw me unconsciously rubbing my hands where he had squeezed me.
—Don't worry, I'm fine. What happened to you? — I asked him as I approached him and gently stroked his cheek.
Christian stared at me for a moment before answering me.
—A night terror. —he replied as he sat on the edge of the bed looking away from me. —I need a shower. — he said as he got up with only his boxers on his way to the bathroom.
For a moment I thought whether or not I should keep him company until I got out of bed and went to the bathroom. Christian was standing under the shower in front of the wall with his hands resting on the wall. The water was falling on him who was immobile under the water. I entered the shower as I touched him on the shoulder and he turned to look at me. The water was freezing and he wasn't even shaking.
—What happened? —I asked him as I walked into his side and felt the icy water falling on me.
—It had been a long time since I remembered that tragic moment. —he said, turning briefly towards me but still leaning against the wall.
At that moment I debated between asking him or not, and in the end I decided to ask him, even though I imagined what it would be.
—You can talk it over with me, you know that. —I said to him, making him turn completely towards me.
—I remembered the moment when I went to the hospital to recognize my parents' body. —he said to me while I clung to his arms. —Elliot went with me, I had a hard time believing what had happened, I still haven't fully recovered from that impression. —I approached him and took his face in my hands to look me straight in the eyes.
—That must have been very hard for you, losing your parents. —I said to him while his gaze was fixed on mine.
He didn't answer me, he didn't even say a word just his gaze fixed on mine.
—Give me a kiss. —he asked me while I brought my lips closer to his and kissed him briefly.
—Are you better? —he only smiled at me slightly.
—A little. —he answered me while I was shivering slightly from the cold water in the shower. —Let's get out of here, you must be freezing. —he said to me as he closed the shower and grabbed a towel and wrapped me in it.
While he was drying myself with the towel, he led me to the room and then we went to bed, both of us covering ourselves with the blanket. And I fell asleep feeling the warmth of his body next to mine.
I felt the cell phone ringing insistently but I didn't feel like opening my eyes, I felt them very heavy, my body hurt everywhere. My throat hurt and my eyes could barely be opened. Then a sneeze escaped me and my sore throat got worse. This was the only thing I was missing, a cold. Christian wasn't by my side, so after turning off the cell phone that kept ringing insistently I covered my head with the blanket and curled up even more in bed. Christian's side was still warm, his scent was impregnated on the pillow and I hugged her as I breathed in his scent.
—Aren't you getting up today? —Christian's soft voice next to me made my head a little uncovered.
He was dressed in sweatpants that fell seductively on his waist, and a tight t-shirt marking all his muscles.
—I don't really feel like it. —I replied in a hoarse voice as I watched him squint.
—Do you feel bad? —he asked me with concern.
—Actually, a little bit, I think I caught a cold. —I answered him as he sat beside me and put his hand on my forehead.
—You seem to have a fever. —he said as he withdrew his hand from my forehead and looked at me worried. —So you can't go to work.
—I don't feel so bad. —I said to him as I tried to get out of bed, but he stopped me.
—Don't imagine for a moment that you're going to work like this. —he said, making me lie down on the bed again.
—But...
—No, but, lie down, I'm going to bring you breakfast. —and saying this, he left the room, leaving me lying there.
Not even five minutes had passed when he came back with a tray in his hands on which he was carrying breakfast.
—At least you'll let me go to the bathroom and wash my mouth. I asked him as he sat next to me with the tray on his legs.
—Let's go, I keep you company. —he said as he put the tray on the bed and took my hand and lifted me out of bed.
—You're not exaggerating a bit? — I said to him as we got to the bathroom.
—I don't think so, and I don't like to miss the opportunity to look at your naked body. —he answered me as he wrapped his hands around my waist.
—Will you shower with me then? —I asked him as I put aside my toothbrush and headed for the shower.
—Don't doubt that I will. —he said as he quickly got rid of his clothes and joined me in the shower.
The shower lasted less than I would have liked. Christian dried me, wrapped me in a towel and carried me to bed. He covered me with a bedspread and put breakfast on my legs.
—Eat it all, and take these fever pills, too. —he said, sitting next to me.
—Aren't you going to have breakfast?
—I did it while you were asleep. —he said to me, smiling slightly.
And I began to eat breakfast quietly under his attentive scrutinizing gaze. After breakfast and getting dressed I went back to bed and sleep could do more than I did and I fell asleep. Christian woke me up for lunch and wouldn't let me out of bed either, he almost insisted on giving me food. After that I didn't go back to bed, I already felt a little better than in the morning, the fever had disappeared and I only had a little headache and sore throat. Kate called in the afternoon, she was worried because I hadn't gone. I told her about the cold and that I was feeling much better.
—Do you swear you're okay? —she said to me on the other side of the line.
—Yes, don't worry, Christian is taking good care of me. —I said to her, making him look in my direction and smile mischievously at me.
—Good, I'll leave you then. See you tomorrow?
—I hope so, if Christian doesn't decide to kidnap me for more days. —I replied while I felt her laugh on the other side of the line and then hang up.
—You know I can take better care of you. —he said as he arrived where I was and sat next to me smiling seductively.
I had spent the afternoon watching Christian paint and the truth was that time had flown by.
—Well, I don't know what you plan to do to improve what you've done so far. —I said to him framing an eyebrow.
—I can think of many things, but there is one that is more pressing. —he said as his lips slowly began to rub against mine.
— You know, I think I feel much better now than I did before. —I said to him as his lips slipped down my neck and slowly descended my skin, warming it.
—By the way... —he said between kisses. —Later you call Kate... and tell her I kidnapped you... I want to enjoy your body in every way I can. And now I'm going to make you feel even better. —he said as he slowly began to undress me.
His hands ran slowly through my body lighting every nerve end I didn't know the names of. His lips glided unhurriedly across my body as he undress me. And I couldn't stop a groan from escaping my lips as he got rid of my underwear. At no time did his lips leave my body, he continued to slide them down my legs, covering every inch of my body with warm, moist kisses and tender, gentle caresses. My breathing was accelerated, almost unbearable and as he continued with his kisses and caresses my chest increased more and more his cadences until it became unbearable. I was excited, very excited and he continued with expert skill running through my body with his lips and hands as if he had not done it countless times already.
—You know...it's not fair that you just have the fun. —I said to him between groans and with my breathing accelerated.
—You're sick, I have to pamper you. —he said as he kissed my lips slowly and leaned over me letting me feel his excitement over the jeans he was wearing.
—That doesn't mean I can't enjoy you, as you are doing. —I replied while in a failed one I tried to throw him on the bed to take control of the situation.
—I don't think you have the strength to subdue me right now. —he said in my ear as he smiled.
—Believe me, I know other more effective methods. —I said to him as I took his face with one of my hands and carried it towards mine I bit his lips as I slid the other hand down his torso.
I put my hand in the jeans and holding his limb in my hand I began to massage him. I felt him laugh at my lips as a groan escaped him. I squeezed a little more of his limb into my hand as I put the tongue in his mouth and he let out another moan. And at that precise moment I took the opportunity to push him, making him lie in bed and I sat astride him.
—I see you have more strength than I imagined. —he said to me as he sat down and we stood in front of each other.
We stared into each other's eyes as he slid one hand down my cheek smiling tenderly.
—You see, I have my methods. —I said to him, pushing him again, making him fall on the bed laughing. —Now it's my turn to have fun.
With his help I removed his pants and after playing a little with his body kissing him everywhere, he slowly introduced his limb into me, feeling how his heat began to burn inside me, feeling every inch inside me as I began to move up and down on him, causing moans to escape from his lips while I tried to silence mine by biting my lips. My hands rested firmly on his chest as I continued to move faster and faster over him. Then he took my hands into his own and sat with our faces once more facing each other.