9- Personal Masseuse (M content Warning)

Kate's eyes sparkled with tears that threatened to spill over. He'd said it, something she thought he never would -he loved her, was choosing her over his beloved boat and the sea.

"Happy or sad tears?" whispered Mike, tilting her face up toward him.

Kate sniffed, looking up and into his eyes, "Happy."

Carefully, Mike stood up from before her, pulling her up with him wrapping his arms around her gathering her fully to him. He lowered his face toward hers, his intentions fully present on his face, watching hers for any sign of resistance. Their lips met in an explosion of pent-up emotion. Kissing her, parting her lips with his own, breath and tongues tangling. He deepened the kiss, his arms around her, fitting her to his body, almost squeezing her into him.

An "ow, ow, not so tight!" from Kate halted them both.

He had become so engrossed in finally being able to hold her, taste and feel her he didn't realize his embrace had become so firm. Her bruised ribs, he thought, how careless of him! He felt ashamed.

"Oh Kate, I'm so sorry. It's just…well, just…I "he stammered. Immediately easing up on the pressure of his embrace but not willing to let her go altogether. Still breathing heavily…

"Shh, shh", she placed her fingers on his lips, grinning "It's okay, my personal masseuse will be here soon to make them feel better."

"I'm here, Kate, finally here; and I'm not going anywhere."

Bending slightly, he gathered her up in his arms. Kissing her intermittently, he carried her all the way up the steps to her bedroom. Mike eased sitting down onto the bed, holding her in his lap as his hands moved up and down her back, neck and arms. He laid back on the headboard keeping her on top of him so as not to jostle her ribs. He took his time exploring her neck and shoulders with his lips as she ran her fingers through his hair, twisting her head one way then the other guiding him to where she needed to feel him most.

She was unbuttoning his shirt as Mike sat her up slowly, reaching behind her to unzip her dress pulling the straps down her silky shoulders, exposing her breasts and torso. His eyes widened at the sight of the bruises on her sides and chest.

"Kate, oh Kate …are you sure you're up for this? I don't want to make your ribs any worse than they already are."

"Shh, Mike, I'm waiting for you to kiss them and make them feel better."

That was all the assurance he needed. Gently, he explored her torso with his hands and lips while she moved her hands to his chest. Her touch sending ripples through his body, his erection pushing against his trousers. She could feel him growing beneath her, her body responding in anticipation of his touch. Reaching behind her to unhook and remove her bra, his hands moved to the front and gently cupped her breasts. He bent his head, kissing and caressing her breasts. Her nipples hardened in response to his touch.

"Mike, mmmm" she encouraged, "I've needed this…you."

Mike turned them, shifting her off his lap and onto her back on the bed. He removed his shirt and moved over her, holding himself up on his arms to keep his weight off her body. Moving over her, he ran his hand down her thigh, pulling it around his back, all the while increasing the friction where their hips were joined. He returned to kissing and caressing her face.

"Too much clothing," Kate mumbled into his lips, not willing to stop his assault on her mouth. She reached up to run her hands down his chest, around to his back and then lower, toward his waistband. Kate was unfastening his pants, pushing both his pants and undershorts down his thighs. Mike was once again paying attention to her breasts, kissing and sucking her nipples, massaging each one gently.

"That's much better," Kate dragged her hands over his now bare ass and around his thighs, revealing in the feel of his muscled frame. She reached between them to gently stroke his freed erection.

Mike groaned in pleasure, "Oh Kate, Kate, so good Kate, but I'm here to take care of you. Please, let me love you the way I've wanted to for so long now."

Kate released his erection. Mike slowly placed both of her hands above her head. Blue eyes staring into her green ones, assuring he was not causing any discomfort "Hmmm, comfortable" he asked?

She nodded and sighed, "all good, don't stop."

"Good, mmmm…." he began kissing and licking his way down her body. He reverently kissed and caressed each bruise found on her torso. "Massage duty" he grinned.

Kate giggled once or twice "mmm…..tickles" she said as he was moving his lips around her torso.

His hands moving downward to part her thighs releasing her scent to him. One hand moving toward her vagina, the other to caress her inner thighs, he put his mouth over her clitoris and began licking and sucking her, tasting the juices released from her arousal.

"oohhhh," Kate moaned and parted her legs wider, allowing him more room. Her body began bucking up toward his mouth. "More, please, more Mike" she moaned.

He promptly inserted two fingers into her passage, stroking in and out while he continued nipping, licking and sucking her clit. She came hard into his mouth, "Oh, fuck, Mike! Oh!" He continued to stroke her gently while she writhed with pleasure, her body wriggling for him as she responded to his motions.

When she stilled, he lifted up to look at her. His erection still prominent, pointing upward toward his flat, muscular stomach. He began working his way back up her torso with his mouth. Kate moaning and sighing until, reaching her lips, he kissed her deeply. Her mouth opened allowing his tongue entrance. She could taste herself on his lips. She was so aroused, needing him so badly. "Mike please…." she breathed.

She reached between them and once again wrapped her hand around his erection guiding him toward her entrance. She slid his penis up and down in her wetness to coat him in her natural lubricant.

"God, Kate, you're making me so hard," he moaned.

"Please Mike, I'm so ready."

Keeping her eyes locked with his, he took over, placing his tip in her entrance and slowly thrusting forward, taking care to provide pressure at their hips but not on her torso. He paused when his penis was fully inserted to allow her to adjust to his fullness and to enjoy the feeling of her warmth around him. Kate became impatient and started to wriggle underneath him, letting out a small groan as she did so.

"Easy, Kate, easy. Are you okay?"

"Yes, mmm…ok, need you to move… feels so good…" Kate was so ready for more friction.

Relieved he was not hurting her Mike began to stroke up and down, slowly. "Easy, Kate Easy….let me do the work." He listened to her labored breathing, changing the rhythm and depth in response to her moans of pleasure – faster, slower, deeper until…

"Mike, I, umm, I…I'm oh God, Yes, Mike!"

He felt the walls of her cervix clamp down, pulsing around his penis. He thrust deeply, holding himself within her, enjoying the warm, wet feeling of her walls massaging him. Continuing to press deeply down into her, he buried his head in her shoulder. Kate felt his release, his entire body quivering with the force of it. Mike was taking shuddering breaths while sucking at her neck.

"Kate, Kate, oh, Kate" he moaned. She stroked his back, ass and thighs, as he finished.

Their bodies stilled, cooling from the sweat of their exertion.

Mike lifted up "Kate, are you okay? Your ribs, did I hurt you?"

Smiling she replied, "What ribs? I'm so relaxed I don't feel anything. You are one hell of a personal masseuse."

He rolled slightly to his side, his now flaccid penis slipping from her. He pulled the sheets up around her small frame while tucking her into his side. Exhausted from the events of the day and the emotional release, they both slid into a deep, restful sleep.