Forever in the Past and Forever in the Future
Chapter 42

After a long day of catching up with everyone, Bronx and I finally get back to our apartment. I'm exhausted but I need a shower. The problem is, my back is still sore, and not completely healed. I let Bronx lift my shirt to check my wounds. He agrees that the water pressure is probably a bad idea for another day or so.

"How about I run a bath for us, Baby?" he offers. He gives me a gentle hug and goes to run the water.

When I get into the bathroom, Bronx helps me undress.

"I got this, Baby. Let me take care of you," he insists. :

I blush at the gesture as he carefully removes my clothes for me. With every piece of clothing he removes, he places innocent little kisses on my skin, setting off little sparks with each one. He helps me into the tub, then removes his clothes and joins me. Bronx lets me look at his back first. His wounds are mostly healed except for the ones that were the deepest. There are scars starting to form across his whole back. Most of his tattoos are ruined.

When I'm done, we turn around so he can wash my back. His fingers brush against my skin causing little shivers to run down my spine. When he is finished he pulls my back close to his chest and wraps his arms around me. He breathes in my scent, caressing me gently.

"I love you, Kas. I know you told me it's not my fault, but I can't help but feel guilty for you getting hurt too. I am so grateful you did what you did, but you shouldn't have," he says in alow tone. °:

I pull away from his embrace and turn to face him.

"Bronx, I want to be the best mate that I can be for you. You are generous and selfless, even if you don't let the world see that side of you. I consider myself blessed that I get to see it. I want to give you everything I can. I don't really have any belongings to share with you, so all I have to give is...me," I smile softly, looking at him through hooded lids as I crawl onto him, straddling his lap. I lean against him, pressing my body firmly against him and start kissing his jaw and flick my tongue across his ear. I can feel his member start to twitch against me. I

"Baby, what are you doing? You're not fully healed yet. I don't wanna hurt you," he groans lightly, trying to keep his voice even.

"Well then, it sounds like you have a choice to make. I can stop right now and we can just go get dressed and go to bed with all this sexual tension between us or you can let me keep going and figure out ways we can do this without causing each other any pain," I give him the choice between kisses to his neck and jaw. I feel his hands tighten their grip against my hips. I can practically hear the gears churning in his head.

"Keep going, Baby," he whispers as he leans his head toward my ear, kissing my neck just below my earlobe.

As he nuzzles my cheek, I feel his length growing and getting harder against my thigh. He lifts his knees, using his thighs to support me so I won't fall backward. The movement puts his tip closer to my entrance, allowing me to grind against him slowly.

I sit back slightly so he can see me better. His eye darts down to my exposed breasts just above the waterline. His tongue licks his bottom lip, desperate to taste my nipple in his mouth. Knowing he can't grab onto my back to pull me closer, he places one hand on the edge of the tub and uses the fingers of his other to roll my nipple between his fingers causing me to moan.

"Bronx. Fill my pussy to the brim with your hard cock," I growl in his ear. I don't usually talk dirty like that, but I use the phrase from one of his texts so he knows I have read them.

His face spreads into a lopsided grin as he grips the edges of the tub and raises his hips slightly against me.

"I was thinking something more like this," I take one of his hands and place it on my hip. I take the other hand and navigate his fingers to my clit. I use my hand to show him the circular motions I want him to make. His touch quickly brings a pleasurable tingling from my core.

I move my hand and work it up and down the length of his quickly growing member, using the fingertips of my other hand to caress the tip. I lean forward and nibble on his ear at the same time making him growl with pleasure. As he becomes more excited, he starts rubbing me faster, his breath becoming heavier. I look to see he has a furrowed brow, panting, and looking at me through his eyelashes.

I put my thumb over the hole on his tip and put more pressure on the shaft before I pull up from the base to the tip and back down in one long smooth motion making him moan loudly. He moves his hand from my clit to the side of the tub and grips tightly as I drive him crazy. His other hand is still gripped firmly on my hip. I take the opportunity to slide myself down on his completely hard member, letting it completely fill my core. I let out a moan of satisfaction at the feeling. I slide my hands out of the water, cascading soapy water over my breasts, and start playing with my nipples for him to watch. His pupil dilates at the sight. At the same time, I start rocking my hips, creating a slow steady rhythm. Bronx matches my movements, grabbing the other side of the tub as his hips push against me. I feel him throb inside me as he slides in and out of my core. His breath becomes more ragged as he starts thrusting harder forcing me to press my knees closer to his hips, gripping him as tight as I can with my thighs.

"Oh Goddess, Kas, you feel so good. Your pussy's so tight," he pants, eye squeezing shut.

"Open your eye, Bronx," I whisper, "look at me. He looks at me and smiles as the glow of our connection brightens around us.

"Open up to me, Bronx. Let go. Give it to meas hard as you can. Don't hold back," I beg seductively.

His eye widens at my request. Obediently, he grabs my hips tightly with both hands and starts thrusting roughly against me. His movements are unrestrained and reckless. Over and over he lifts me up by my hips and pushes me back down as hard as he can, lifting his hips in rhythm. I have no say in the movements giving him full control to use me for his pleasure. I trust him completely. Knowing he's in full control, acting instinctively with no reservations, makes me want to give myself to him even more. The thought of being the one to bring him to this state of ecstasy edges me closer to climax as he continues buck wildly below me. Each thrust causes both of us to moan loudly.

"I'm so close, Baby," he cries out with a growl. I lean toward his neck as his movements become more erratic. I lick and suck his marking spot but don't extend my fangs, I just nibble, teasing him.

A moment later, I feel his seed fill me. The sensation pushes me over the edge and I climax at the same time. We collapse onto each other, our chests heaving heavily. I feel stronger than I have in days.

We take our time to collect ourselves before we get out of the tub. Bronx wraps me ina fluffy towel and carries me to bed. *

"Let me put some salve on your back, Baby. It will help get the last of these cuts taken care of. I'll go get it, you get yourself some pajamas to put on after, okay?" he says gently.

"Okay," I reply, feeling relaxed and sleepy.

He goes to the bathroom to get the jar of salve while I pull myself off the bed to get a pajama shirt. I get back to the bed and lay on my belly with my hands folded under my face. I feel so relaxed. Bronx comes back into the bedroom and stops in his tracks, looking at me laying in my underwear, with a smile.

"You're so fucking beautiful, Kas," he purrs before he finally sits next to me putting the salve gingerly on my cuts. When he is done I put on the pajamas and crawl back in bed, snuggling in my mates arms. As we are both on the edge of sleep, I work up the courage to ask what had been on my mind all day.