Reawakened

Prompt: One of your characters has made a full recovery from a near death accident/illness. Show me how the partners recapture their sensuality.
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Reawakened

“We didn’t think you would ever wake up.”

His voice was soft, almost a whisper as they walked slowly through the house. It had been years since she’d been here; four years, six months, eight days, to be exact. She had no memory of that time, except for the last thirteen days in which she had been poked and prodded by doctors, questioned, and deemed a miracle.

The crash had been violent. She’d been thrown from the truck when it was struck by a newly licensed teenager, too drunk to see the stop sign in front of him. They told her she’d struck her head on the curb but she’d felt none of the pain and hadn’t woken again until thirteen days ago, when finally, his voice had broken through.

The house was as she remembered. She smiled as she walked through the kitchen, happy memories spinning through her head. She made her way through the living room, pausing to stare at their wedding picture.

“Come on, Katie, let’s get you into bed.” Tim pulled on her hand, tugging gently as he headed down the hall.

Tears rushed to her eyes. Candles glowed softly throughout the room; the smell of jasmine permeated the air with a light welcome. Rose petals lay scattered over the black silk sheets, glistening with life and promise.

Turning in his arms, she relished the feel of his perfectly muscled body. “I’m here, Tim. I’m here.”

He lowered his mouth to hers; it had been so long. He brushed his lips across hers, tasting her. She responded, her tongue slipping between his lips, her passion awakening. Her hands framed his face, holding him as she kissed him, her eyes open, watching him.

He stared back, wanting to get lost there, in the crystal blue of her eyes. He moved quickly, tucking an arm behind her knees and the other behind her back, cradling her in his arms as he moved towards the bed. He placed her gently on the floor, holding her upright as his lips reclaimed hers.

His hands moved deftly, without hesitance, as he removed her clothing. Overwhelmed and excited by his urgency, Katie stood still, her lips accepting his kisses and returning his passion with ardor. At last, when she’d stepped out of her panties and allowed him to free her breasts, she stood, her cheeks flaming as he stared at her. She wanted to cover herself. She knew she’d lost weight, her muscles had atrophied. She wasn’t perfectly toned and beautiful any longer. Tears filled her eyes as shame settled in her belly.

“Katie, my sweet Katie, you are so beautiful!” He watched her, taking her in as he fumbled with his own clothes. “Don’t , Sweet. You are home. You are here, with me, where you belong.”

She lowered her eyes as Tim stepped into her, his rigid cock throbbing against her belly. “That is what you do to me.”

He kissed her neck, his hands cupping her ass and pulling her hard against him before he pushed his weight into her and knocked her off balance so they would fall together.

Katie loved the feeling of his body blanketing hers. Her hands wandered, tracing the muscles of his back as he covered her breasts in kisses before sucking one tight nipple into his mouth. She moaned and arched into him, her legs opening further to allow him to settle between them. She squirmed against him as the tip of his cock found the opening to her hot sheath; she didn’t want to wait, she needed to feel him inside.

“Patience, Love.” He whispered as he lowered himself down her body, kissing and nipping as he went. He swirled his tongue inside her belly-button while his fingers drifted over her cleft.

His tongue found her clit, swollen and ready; his fingers drove inside her. Her back arched and she cried out. He licked, flicking his tongue back and forth over the pulsing nub in sync with the plunging of his fingers until her body quivered and her cream drenched him. He lowered his mouth, drinking her in, his body humming with pleasure at the sweetness of her.

“Now, I need you inside me, now!” She ordered, tangling her fingers in his hair and tugging until he obeyed her, capturing her mouth with his, sharing the taste of her orgasm. She lifted her hips, surging upwards as he thrust inside her, and gasped as he filled her completely, stretching her.

They moved in unison, setting a frantic rhythm, each whispering sweet nothings as their bodies, slick with their lovemaking, slid against each other. She threw her head back, her gaze smoldering as she screamed his name before shattering. His hands gripped her hips, lifting and opening her to his hammering thrusts as he reached the peak of ecstasy, thrusting into her wildly until he returned the scream, telling her how much he loved her, before collapsing over her, his breathing ragged.

Tears fell from his chin, collecting in the crevice of her collarbone as his emotions overtook him. She held him, her arms wrapped tightly around him as he cried. “I’m here, Tim, I’m here.”