Chapter 103

Trains and Atomic Bombs

Rhi POV

I wake snuggled up on Alex's chest. I'm all stiff and need to stretch. I notice that my hand that's in the cast is perched on a pillow and, in the second that just passed, I forget my hand is in a cast and it moves when I stretch. It slips off the pillow and lands on Alex's groin. My eyes widen in shock. Well, if he wasn't awake before then I bet he is now. I snicker.

I can't help but snort and laugh when I hear, "FUCK! Son of a bitch! What the fuck?!"

I smirk because I know he can't see my face and say innocently, "Oops! My bad!"

I hear him grumbling and groan out, "Oops?! That's all you're going to say?" He asks, groaning again. "Rhi, what the fuck were you doing?" Lifting my arm up, he places is back on the pillow and continues to grumble.

I try to turn around a little, so I can see his face, and my arm slips off the pillow again, landing on his groin a second time.

"FUCK! Mother fucker! Rhi, you're lethal with that thing." He growls at me. "There's got to be another way for you to sleep where I'm not getting my nuts smashed by your cast! What the fuck?!" He's cursing in a strained voice and I can't help but laugh again.

Trying to sit up, I push down with my elbow, not realizing I'm jabbing him in his abdomen and he groans, louder this time.

Taking a deep breath, he pushes me into a sitting position, like he's pushing a door open. "Is that what you were trying to do? Or are you trying to kill my sperm by blunt force trauma?" He groans out. "Jeeze, I could use some of your Patron just to numb the pain!"

Laughing again, I shrug my shoulders. "Thank you for pushing me up. I'm sorry I hurt you." I say, innocently. "Want me to kiss it and make it better?" I turn my head and bat my eyelashes at him, laughing.

He looks at me, eyes wide, and purses his lips. "You know, that wouldn't be such a bad idea but we're in no position to do that." He then closes his eyes tightly and adjusts himself, groaning in the process. I snort and laugh once again and he side-eyes me, then rolls his eyes and says, "Totally uncool." He can't help but chuckle himself.

"What time is it?" I ask. I woke up but never heard his alarm go off. My hand doesn't hurt very much right now but I'm curious because the sky is getting light out.

Picking up his phone from the coffee table, he looks at it. "It's 6:00 in the morning. What time did you last take your pill?"

I think about it for a minute, "Around 11pm last night." I pause, looking at him curiously. "Did your alarm go off as a reminder to take my pill? I don't recall hearing it all."

He looks at me blankly then checks his phone. His eyes widen as he discovers what happened. "Fuck, baby, I set the alarm for 3pm instead of 3am! I'm so sorry! How is your hand feeling right now?"

I can see he feels terrible, but I'm about to put his mind at ease. "It doesn't really hurt right now. I think it's because the bones are settling into place and they're not angry with Dr. W anymore. You know, from manipulating them into a cast. Maybe it just hasn't worn off yet." I pause and cringe a little when I say, "I'm not going to take the pain pill unless I absolutely have to." I pause, "I don't feel tired or loopy right now so maybe I won't need it anymore."

I can tell by the way he is looking at me that he's torn between trusting me in that I'm not hurting or if I'm just being stubborn and not wanting to take the pills. I roll my eyes, "Alex, you have to trust my decision if I want to take the pills or not. Honestly, it really doesn't hurt that bad and I don't want to take the pills just to do it." I pause, "See?" I ask, lifting my hand like normal to prove I can do it and without a lot of pain. Then, sighing, "I'm not stupid and if I get to the point that I hurt, I'll take one. I might just take them at night to help me sleep but I don't know." I pause and touch his cheek, "I don't want to fight with you about this. Please."

I watch him, expecting him to say something to guilt me into taking one, but he just sighs. "You're right. it's not worth fighting over. You know how much pain you can deal with. Just because I'm a big baby when it comes to pain doesn't mean you are." He winks at me and smiles. I can see that the smile doesn't reach his eyes, but I let it go.

I need to use the bathroom so I put the pillow my arm was laying on aside and move my legs off the couch. I'm a little lightheaded and my body is stiff and sore so I just sit for a minute. This should be interesting.

"You Ok?" Alex asks, as he's rubbing my back.

I look at him and smile, "Yeah, I just need to clear my head and stretch my body. I'm a little lightheaded and stiff."

He nods, concern glistening in his eyes. "If you need help, just ask." I nod, surprised he didn't say anything else.

I sit for another minute, making sure my head is clear enough before I stand up and head to the bathroom. How in the hell am I supposed to get my pants off one-handed? I guess I'll figure out something; I have no choice. I can't have someone help me every time I need it. Besides, I've never been dependent on someone to take care of me. Even as a child I didn't like anyone helping me do things.

Stepping into the bathroom, I find that shorts with an elastic waistband are fairly easy to maneuver one-handed. I would hope so. I can't imagine anything that needs to be buttoned or zipped very easy. I find that I'm doing OK with this on my own, I'm just a little slower than usual. This makes me happy because I don't want to have to have someone with me all the time. Besides, I don't know who I would even get to do that.

In a way, I'm looking forward to going home so I can have my independence unquestioned. I love Ana and Kate more than I can express, and I know they mean well, but they smother me more than anyone I have known. Well, other than Alex. Don't get me wrong, I love having him around to help me, but he can be a bit…intense at times. That leaves me with two options, fighting for my independence or submitting and having that independence taken away from me. I wish I could find a middle ground that will make everyone happy. In a perfect world that would happen but in this world, in MY world, that doesn't exist.

After I finish up in the bathroom and washing my hands, I wander into the bedroom and open my suitcase. I decide I'm getting dressed so I can greet the day head on. I choose a cami with a built in bra because I know I won't be able to put a regular bra on for a while, and some jean shorts. I want to see if I'm able to do the buttons so I can have more options about what I can wear.

Surprised, I'm able to get all the buttons fastened. "WOO HOO!" I shout, raising my hands in triumph, completely forgetting that it's 6am and quickly cover my mouth. I successfully dressed myself! After a little bit of a struggle and a lot of frustration I'm finally dressed, cami, panties and jean shorts. I'm so excited that I just want to run around screaming in happiness. I'm pretty sure at 6am no one would appreciate that sentiment. Instead, I settle on a quick happy dance in front of the mirror.

I meander back into the bathroom and turn on the hot water. Time to get all primped and preened for the day. Ha! Not really, I just need to make myself presentable. Grabbing a clean washcloth, I run it under the hot water that's flowing from the faucet. I can't help but laugh at the memory of Alex's reaction to how hot I get the water.

As I'm trying to wring out the excess water with one hand, which is actually easier than it sounds, Alex walks in. He looks a little concerned.

"What's wrong? Are you OK?" He asks, a little worry garnishes his tone.

Making eye contact with him in the mirror I giggle. "Yes, I'm OK. I was just happy that I dressed myself! Buttoning jean shorts and everything!" I spin around in a circle with my hands up and ask, "What do you think? Did I do OK?" I smile sheepishly, "I'm sorry if I worried you. I didn't mean to wake anyone up either. I was just excited and lost all control." I give him a huge smile and laugh.

I forgot that I had a washcloth full of water and it's cooled off a little so I run it under the water again to heat it back up. Bending down, I lean on my elbow with my cast up and out of the way. Taking the wet washcloth, I wring it out using my forearm, letting the water run down my elbow into the sink basin.

Shaking out the cloth, I place it on my face. "Mmm, this feels so good! Just perfect to start the day!" I mumble through the wet cloth.

"Rhi, why didn't you ask for help?" I hear Alex ask. I'm not sure if I detect a hint of disappointment in his voice but I ignore it.

Removing the cloth from my face, I turn to look at him. "I need to make sure I can do things on my own. I'm going home tomorrow and won't have the luxury of having someone there to dress me and take care of me like you do. Besides, I wouldn't know who I could get that could take your place." I smile and reach up to gently play with his beard, trying to take away the sting of my words. I don't want to hurt his feelings but I'm just speaking the truth. I really won't have anyone there to take care of me like he has. "I've been lucky to have you here while I'm trying to deal with everything. I really appreciate you being here for me, through… everything that's happened."

I feel tears spring to my eyes and close them tightly, trying to push them away. I hate being emotional and it seems like all I've done is cry since I've been here. King Kong made sure of that, the asshole. 'Paybacks are a bitch' has always been my philosophy, not karma, but only at the right time.

Dropping my hand, I resume getting cleaned up. I'm trying to keep the tears at bay but I'm finding it more difficult than I expected. The hot water is still flowing so I put the washcloth under it and soak it with the scalding liquid. Just as I'm about to wring it out on my forearm, I see Alex reach over and turn off the water. Gently, he takes the cloth out of my hand and wrings it out, inhaling sharply through his teeth. After gently wiping my face, he sets the cloth on the counter and grasps my chin, turning my face to his.

"Baby, please don't cry. I hate to see you cry. We'll figure things out, one way or the other. Just remember, I'm always here for you. No matter what. And…" He leans down and gently kisses me. "There will never be anyone to take my place because I'm not going anywhere. Plain and simple." He smiles and winks at me, then kisses me again.

I reach up and wrap my arms around his neck, as best as I can with a cast, and deepen the kiss.

Leaning down, he grabs the back of my thighs and lifts me up and instinctively I wrap my legs around his waist. I just want him to hold me and tell me everything is going to be OK. I don't want to think about the possibility that when I go back home I'll never see him again. That hurts too much.

Turning around, he carries me to the bed and sits down with me straddling him. Releasing my legs from his hold, I feel his hands touch my face and caress my cheeks. Running his thumbs under my eyes and down my cheeks, I realize he's wiping away the tears I don't feel as they fall silently.

All I can do is focus on him and when he kisses me, I focus on his soft and strong lips on mine. The demanding way his tongue caresses mine, his beard scratching my face, causing friction that only increases the heat building inside me, creating a desire in me that needs to be fed.

I try to push him down onto the bed but he turns suddenly so that I'm the one on my back. He takes both of my hands and places them above my head, shackling them in one of his hands. Well, kind of. He can't really hold my hand that's in the cast so he improvises. While holding my left one, he lays his hand on the one in the cast, pinning it lightly to the bed.

His other hand abandons my face and runs down my neck to my sternum and across my breasts. He's so gentle, yet demanding, in the traveling of his hands on my body that I'm left breathless and writhing beneath him.

Slowly, he nips and kisses along my jaw to my neck and down to my sternum where he stops, catching my attention. Looking up at me, his eyes are intense and hooded when he says, "I hate to tell you this but all that hard work you did earlier getting dressed is about to be undone." He gives me a salacious grin. "No need to worry though. I'll dress you afterwards. I promise." He smirks and I can't help the giggle that escapes.

Running his hands lightly under the cami, his fingers feathering the skin underneath. As he raises his hand, the shirt rides up and he stops at the built in bra, giving my left nipple a gentle nip through the fabric. Slowly, tenderly, he slips his hand underneath the elastic band and pops the bra over my breast and moves the cami over my head and up my arms, stopping just short of my elbows, leaving me bound and unable to lower my arms.

Leaning back slightly, he looks down at me and asks, "Is this OK? Am I hurting you?"

All I can do is shake my head because suddenly I can't find my voice. He smiles and leans in, giving me a soft kiss before moving back down my body, where he lingers briefly at my breasts, working first the left one before moving to the right one.

His hands are lightly traveling down my body, goosebumps rising across my skin, effectively making my nipples harden. Once again, he lavishes attention to my right nipple first this time, before moving to the left one. My back arches off the bed as much as I can, considering my arms are bound above my head.

His warm lips and tongue abandon my breasts and work their way down to my navel, while his hands find the waist of my jean shorts, seeking out the buttons, beginning to undo them.

"I can smell your arousal and it's intoxicating." He murmurs, his hot breath spreading its warmth across my skin. I moan and lift my hips indicating I want him to remove my shorts, silently hoping my panties too. I want him. I NEED him. The desire from earlier has increased tenfold and I can barely contain myself. I'm so turned on that I can almost cum before he even gets my pants off.

"Do you want these off?" He asks seductively, his voice husky with desire. All I can do is moan and nod quickly causing him to chuckle at my urgency. "Wish granted." He whispers and I feel him slide off the bed and onto his knees. As I lift my hips again, he pulls my shorts and panties off in one motion. One step closer to heaven.

I feel his hands on my breasts once more, massaging and pinching my hardened nipples, causing me to moan and arch my back once again. Slowly, he starts to run his hands down my body, stopping at my apex and I feel the whiskers of his beard ticking my inner thighs. Instantly, I widen my legs, inviting him to explore my core.

I can feel my arousal dripping out of me and I hear him moan. "God baby, you're so wet I can see you glisten." He leans down and I feel his tongue flatten and he licks my slit from bottom to top. He moans again, "You taste like heaven." He continues to lavish attention on my core, dipping his tongue in deeper as he licks. Moving his hands down to my thighs, he curls them underneath and rests them on my hips, successfully widening my legs and holding my legs in place so I can't writhe.

With my arms secured above my head and my legs spread wide and anchored to the bed, I feel totally exposed and at his mercy. The heat building inside me is intense and increases as I can feel an orgasm barreling through me, picking up steam like a freight train. I'm not sure how much more I can take before I explode.

He stops his ministrations and looks up at me again and asks in a whisper, "Are you still OK with your arms up like that?" I have lost all ability to form words so all I can do is moan, grunt, and nod my head. I feel his breath on my core as he chuckles. "I'll take that as a yes."

I feel his hands on me as he opens me up, exposing my clit, and there's a cool flow of air that blows on it. It feels so good that I try to lift my hips up into it but I fail because he has me anchored to the bed. His mouth is on me once again, his lips close around my clit and he gently sucks on it. When I feel his teeth gently nibble, I lose control and cum like a freight train has reached stop speed, my scream the trains whistle. He continues to suck on my clit and I feel his finger slowly enter me and curl slightly, massaging my g-spot, intensifying my orgasm. My insides shudder and convulse around him and he slips another finger inside, mimicking the first one as it curls and joins the other one, meeting at my g-spot. I feel another wave flooding through me and I'm not sure if it's another orgasm or if it just intensified and continued the first one. I really don't care either because all comprehensive thought has abandoned me by now.

His hands and mouth disappear and suddenly I'm flipped onto my front, my legs shaking uncontrollably as he pulls my knees to the floor. I feel his rock-hard cock rub along my slit, coating it with my juices, then he plunges into me causing me to inhale sharply. HOLY FUCK! I'm losing control again, my good hand gripping the comforter desperately trying to hold on for dear life as I fall over the edge and cum again, screaming his name into the mattress.

I vaguely hear Alex groan and grunt out, "Fuck baby, you feel so fucking good!" I feel his beard tickle my left ear and he nibbles on the outer edge, growling, "So tight and wet for me. I could be inside you forever and never leave if it were possible." Shivers shoot through my body, intensifying the effects of my orgasm.

His hands tighten their grip on my hips as he pumps deeper and harder into me, picking up speed as he reaches his own climax. He freezes and I feel his hot cum coat my insides and hear him growl out, "FUCK, Rhi! YES BABY!" He continues to cum and fills me and I can't help but think that he's never going to stop. After what feels like minutes, he finally stops and lays down on my back, breathing heavily. I can feel the sweat pooling between our bodies and the smell of sex fills my nose. Alex is breathing hard, his breath cooling my body like a fan on a hot day. I lay there, panting, trying to catch my breath and regain some form of brain activity.

"You OK baby? Did I hurt you?" I hear him ask.

I can only nod and mumble, "Mos a rus mm I am." I feel, more than hear, him chuckle as his chest bounces off my back. I can't move, my legs weak, my arms still tethered above my head and it's a good thing I'm laying down because I have no energy.

I feel the weight of his body lift off me and when he pulls out of me, the cocktail of his cum mixed with mine starts to flood out of me and drips down my inner thighs. I'm not sure if I'm turned on by it or what but I let out an involuntary moan.

He gets up and I vaguely hear him walk into the bathroom. I still haven't moved and have my eyes closed, my breathing slowly calming down. I start to drift into a peaceful plane of existence but not quite asleep, dreaming of life with Alex and getting to experience this every day. I let out a huge sigh and jump when I feel the towel between my legs as he starts to clean me up.

I feel my body floating as he picks me up off the floor and gently places me on the bed, climbing next to me and spooning me, pulling me close. I feel him kiss the back of my head and sigh. "I could get used to this. Waking up with you every day and having morning sex."

I'm not sure how much time has passed, but I feel Alex stir and he leans in and nuzzles my neck. He whispers, "Baby, we need to go take a shower. You're a mess and I'm all sticky."

He chuckles when I mumble, "No. Five more minutes."

His response is to hug me tighter to him and lay his left leg over me and whisper, "Anything for you. Five minutes, not a second more."

I sigh, content in his arms. I kiss his forearm and snuggle into him. I feel the tears spawn in my eyes and burn slightly from the saltiness. One travels down my cheek, following the laws of gravity down toward the mattress, the other one pooling next to the bridge of my nose. I try not to sniffle because I know he'll be worried.

"I know you're crying so you might as well stop trying to hide it." He says quietly, a hint of sadness in his voice.

How does he do that?

"I can feel your body tense and I recognize it when you cry." He answers my silent question.

What the fuck? "That's creepy how you can read my mind." I say with a small laugh. I scoot back into his chest as he tightens his grip on me with his arms, once again weaving his leg through mine.

"Things will be OK. I promise." He kisses the back of my neck. "Come on, let's get up cleaned up. Besides, I decided that instead of me dressing you, I want to watch you dress yourself." I feel him smile into my neck as he nuzzles and inhales my scent.

I let out a loud sigh. "I suppose you're right. I'd rather stay here with you though."

He releases me and stands up and I feel him grab me from behind and pull me to the edge of the bed, where he picks me up and carries me to the bathroom. He doesn't let me go while he turns on the water. "I can't handle the heat that you like but I'll get it as hot as I can stand, if that's OK, Princess?" He asks.

I giggle when he calls me 'Princess.' "Yes, that's fine. I like a hot shower. Scalding water is only really used on my face when I wash it and if I'm upset when I shower, my Prince Charming." I giggle again and he hugs me closer to him and chuckles.

Setting me down, we proceed to wrap my cast in plastic from yesterday so it won't get wet. Stepping into the shower, I put body wash in my hand and reach out to clean him and the remnants of our coupling off and see his semi-erect cock. Good god, we don't need to start up again. Surely he doesn't have the energy to? I look up at him silently.

"Baby, I'm always ready to take you, whenever and wherever we are." He smiles, looking down at me through his wet eyelashes.

God I could fuck him right now, here, in the shower. I decide that I need to clean myself and put more body wash in my hand and start to clean between my legs, still wet and sticky from our own personal cocktail mix.

He grabs my hand and stops me. "Here. Let me. I don't want you struggling with that. We need you clean." His voice laced with desire, eyes hooded and I melt when his hands replace mine.

I moan, "That feels so good. Please…" My voice trails off. I have no idea what I was going to say to finish that sentence. He's got me so distracted I'm lucky I remember to keep my hand out of the water.

I feel his cock poking me in the back. He's completely hard and I have a feeling he's ready to go another round. I smile secretly. Turning me around, he places his hands under my thighs, picks me up and I wrap my legs around his waist. Instead of putting his leg up on the bench inside the shower, he pushes me up against the wall of the shower, lines his cock up and slams into me.

I cry out, "Oh my god Alex! Yes! Fuck me, please!" Thank god we don't have a mutual wall with Ana and Kate. They're across the main room but if they're awake, I'm sure they've heard us. It's still early so if luck is on my side they're still asleep. It never occurs to me that whoever is on the other side of the wall can probably hear everything we're doing, and probably everything we've done since I've been here. Though, at this point in time, I really don't give a fuck either.

Alex starts a punishing rhythm, deep and hard. My back is hitting the wall and the shelf in the shower is shaking, knocking some of the bottles onto the floor. I look up at him through my eyelashes and see that he's already looking down at me. His dark brown eyes look almost black and he's staring intently at me. He's silent except for the occasional grunt.

"Oh god Alex! Yes! Fuck me! Just like that!" I feel the heat building deep inside me with an intensity that terrifies me. The heat keeps building and my body starts to tingle, sparks of electricity traveling through my body. My mind is buzzing and my eyes lose focus. The only thing I can hear is the blood rushing in my ears. The only thing I feel is the brutal pounding of Alex's cock deep inside me. The orgasm that's been rapidly building hits me with the intensity of an atomic explosion, the power and heat ripping through my body like lava burning up everything in its path. My body starts shaking involuntarily as I convulse around his cock. I open my mouth to scream out when Alex covers my mouth with his to swallow up my cries.

He still hasn't had his own orgasm and continues to pump into me with the same punishing rhythm until he grunts out, "FUCK! YES, BABY!" I feel him cum, shooting his hot load deep inside me, the throbbing and pulsing feels amazing and suddenly I'm exhausted. He places his foot on the bench to help support me so he doesn't drop me.

I can't even formulate words. I can barely remember to breathe. I feel like I've been split in two. I just want to lay down and let sleep consume me.

I hear Alex from a distance. "Baby, are you OK?" He gives me a shake to get my attention. "Baby. Rhi. Come on, let's get you cleaned up quickly and get you out of here and into bed."

I see him and hear him but I can't move to help with anything. I have no energy. I feel Alex's hands washing me and carrying me out of the shower to get a towel. After he dries me off, he places me on the bed and covers me with a sheet. He then dries himself quickly and climbs in after me, pulling me on top of him so I'm lying on his chest. Spent, sleep finally consumes me.

Alex POV

God that was amazing! I've wanted to do that from the first day we met. I know we had sex before but that was in a bed. I really wanted to fuck her in the shower, a little animalistic I know, but I love a good stand and slam. I hope her back is ok and not bruised. I was slamming her up against the wall pretty hard. I couldn't help myself and I couldn't I stop either. I was totally consumed by Rhi and I wanted to literally climb inside her.

When Rhi looked at me as she came her eyes were glassy and I could feel the intensity of her orgasm power through her and knew she wasn't going to be able to last much longer. I had to hurry up and finish because one, I didn't want to hurt Rhi, and two, I'll be damned if I'm going to cheat myself out of the intense orgasm I was chasing. I could have gone a lot longer but I know she can't because I've already drained her energy from the first round we had before the shower.

I really hope Ana and Kate aren't awake and didn't hear us, for Rhi's sake. She was getting kind of loud so I had to do something and kissing her was the only thing that popped into my head. I'm not embarrassed but Rhi might be. I also know that on the other side of the wall, in the other penthouse, are the guys that have been hounding the girls since they got here three days ago. I wanted to make sure that they could hear what was going on. Even if I didn't know the layout of the penthouse, someone somewhere will hear us. I sure as fuck hope it's that big guy who Rhi punched. He needs to be put in his place and realize she's taken.

If I can satisfy Rhi, I want the world to know that I was the one that did it. I also wanted to leave her with a reminder that this is what she's got waiting for her here when she's back home in Seattle. Ok, maybe I wanted to keep the memory alive for me here too when she leaves. Just a little insurance for her to know that I'll take care of her every way possible and that it doesn't matter what she tells me about her past, I'll always love her. I was so close to saying it to her but I didn't want to scare her and ruin the moment.

We're lying in bed and she's sprawled across my chest and by the sound of her breathing she's sound asleep. I'm hoping to join her soon, but I'm having a hard time getting my brain to stop. It's going to be hard for me to let her go back home and it really hit home when she said she was leaving tomorrow. It made the time we have left together sound so much shorter. Not to mention she said she wouldn't have anyone there to help take care of her. When she said that she wouldn't know who she would find to replace me doing things for her I almost panicked. God, I don't want to even think about being replaced, in any capacity. I had planned on being with her forever.

I'm going to worry all the time about her, considering her issues with self-care. That's why I worry about long-distance relationships, they're hard to manage. Not that I don't trust her, I do, but I'm a little worried about the guys next door finding her and moving in on my territory. I know it's sudden and it's only been three, going on four days, but sometimes things happen that are out of our control. I truly believe love is one of those things.

I've got to text Jack in a little while to let him know what's going on. Hopefully, he can give me some good advice on the matter because I'm at a total loss. I'll text him before Rhi and I have our talk, then I'll text him after. I know I'm going to need his unbiased opinion of everything.

I feel myself drifting to sleep and hug Rhi to my chest a little tighter. I never want to let her go.