My heart started beating faster and faster. I couldn’t believe he was finally admitting his feelings for me. It felt just as amazing as I imagined it would. My face flushed, and my chest felt tight, full of emotions.
“That’s exactly how I feel,” I said. “You and Margie already mean so much to me.”
Justin smiled and as he moved to pull me closer to him, but he winced suddenly.
“What’s wrong? Is it your shoulder?” I asked looking at it.
He nodded. “Yeah, I think I messed it up pretty badly.”
“Here, let me look at it,” I said. I removed his shirt and told him to lay on his stomach. He crawled onto the floor and laid flat. “Does this hurt?” I asked, and pushed around his shoulder blade.
“Yes,” he said, and I felt bad for causing him pain, but I had to know where it hurt so I could work my magic.
I started to gently massage the area.
“That feels nice,” he said.
I went a little deeper, and he flinched. “Ow,” he groaned.
“It’s going to hurt and be a little uncomfortable, but I have to do it to relieve the tension. If I can get some of this built-up tension relieved, it’ll heal faster.”
“Do what you have to; you’re the magician,” he said with a wink and then laid his head back down on his hands.
I laughed and started to massage him more, focusing solely on his hurt shoulder.
“Now for the next few days, you need to apply both heat and ice to it. Heat for an hour, ice for an hour. Do that for at least four hours. It’ll help keep it from getting too tight. Then you should be good to go for your fight.”
“Thank you, Anna,” he said and sat up.
He looked me in the eye, pulled me in, and kissed me deeply. He took me by surprise, but I wasn’t complaining.
“You are so amazing. In every way,” he said and kissed me again. “I want you. Now.”
“I want you, too,” I said breathlessly.
We stood up, and I followed him into his bedroom. We locked the door behind us and made our way to his bed. Before we reached it, I grabbed him and pulled him to me. I kissed him with passion, not holding back at all. When we broke apart for a second, I pushed him backward onto the bed.
“Oh, I like when you’re in control,” he said playfully.
I rolled his shirt up and then he removed it. I moved to his button and zipper and undid both. I pulled his pants down and over his legs and then did the same thing with his boxers.
He was laying on his back, fully naked, and it took my breath away. I felt hot, and I had to talk myself out of stripping down and jumping on his hard dick right then. I really wanted to play a bit first, to tease him, drive him crazy.
I removed my shirt and shorts before climbing onto the bed between his legs.
“Oh fuck,” he said. I hadn’t even touched him yet, and I could tell I was already driving him crazy, just like I wanted.
I grabbed his dick with my right hand and gently moved my fingers up and down his shaft.
“Oh god, Anna,” he moaned.
I moved my hand up and down a little longer. Each time I moved up, I paused at the head, just to drag out the pleasure a little longer. After a few more times, I leaned forward and started twisting my hand around his shaft while I licked the head.
“Oh, my god,” he said.
I slowly removed my hand and took him into my mouth, making sure to keep eye contact with him.