I could feel the air in my mouth getting thinner and thinner.
But I didn’t want to push him away. I warmly responded to him and hoped he could feel my love for him.
Two people who hadn’t seen each other for a long time expressed their love in this way.
When the kiss lasted for a few minutes, I felt that my stomach was facing up to something.
This feeling was too familiar.
I deeply understood what it was like, and I felt his joy and excitement at the same time.
He held my arm harder and harder.
Soon he wasn’t content to just hold me. He began to do the most familiar and often done things.
We hadn’t had sex for a long time, but he was familiar with my body. He soon excited me.
I put my arm around his neck and looked at him and said, “I want you.”
I seldom said that.
But I knew I could give him unlimited confidence at this moment.
He looked up and his eyes were excited.
He reached for the broken hair on my cheek and said, “I’ll give it to you.”
I would give it to you.
After he finished, the atmosphere of enthusiasm spread in the room.
By the time I opened my eyes, it was daylight.
There was a knock at the door outside. It seemed that the nurse asked Sean to do rehabilitation training.
I looked at Sean sleeping and blushed. We had sex for a long time last night. Sean seemed to have a lot of strength. We only slept for an hour or two.
Sean heard the nurse, too. He didn’t open his eyes and just said to the nurse, “I want to have a rest today.”
The nurse was silent and said, “OK.”
When the nurse left, his arm put me in his arms and he whispered, “honey, sleep.”
I was still sleepy, so I curled up in his arms and fell asleep.
It was already afternoon when we really got up.
Sean sat by the bed and sniffed his arm. He frowned and said, “we need a bath.”
I nodded.
He got up with his crutches first and went to the bathroom without clothes on.
Because he didn’t wear clothes, I could see his reaction clearly.
He went to the bathroom and when I followed, he was already sitting in the bathtub.
The bathtub here was specially made for special people. There was a small door. He opened the door just now and sat in by himself.
I put water in the bathtub. His eyes were ambiguous and he asked me, “it will take a long time for the water to fill the bathtub. What should we do now?”
“...”
Well, I knew exactly what he said.
At this moment, I had some difficulty walking.
So I shook my head. “I’m tired.”
He sighed and said, “actually, my operation was not successful. Or it was a failure. The doctor said that if I do more rehabilitation training later, maybe I can get back to normal, but the effect is very little in these months. Before yesterday, I was even desperate.”
I listened to him and bit my lips. I hesitated and walked over. I put my arm around his neck and said, “OK, I agree. Stop it.”
He put his arm around my waist and said, “OK, honey.”
There was already some water in the bathtub. I couldn’t open the door. I had to struggle to get in with my arms.
He couldn’t help but raise his eyebrows and smile and say, “you have the strength to turn over the wall, but you have difficulty getting into the bathtub?”
I couldn’t help blushing, “because you tormented me last night.”
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