TWO MONTHS LATER.
Alexander
I slid my hands all over Fiona’s soft, wet skin, tracing the shapes of her curves. It was a relief to have mostly normal use of my hands again, though I was still getting used to the new sensation of having my thumbs free and being able to move them. I was loving this opportunity to practice using all my digits again on the important work of feeling up and loving on my beautiful wife.
I was lying underneath her in a steaming hot pine and lavender scented bath, with my back to the tub and my Luna facing me, straddling my lap and slowly impaling herself on my hard, eager erection one excruciating inch at a time.
I was tempted to grip Fiona’s hips and pull her down into my lap hard, forcing my full length inside her all at once. She would’ve enjoyed that, too.
