Blinded by Hate | a.hotchner

Chapter 29*

Warning: Sexual Content

Aaron drove you to your doctors appointment, but you asked him to wait outside. He didn't have a problem with it, assuming that you just wanted a little privacy, which was true.

It was a quick visit, the doctor checked your now healed cuts on your abdomen. They were now pink lines across your belly, starting to puff up and scar. The letters on your chest doing the same, but they were starting to turn a pale silver.

Your fingers and toes were healing nicely, and you were able to go without the boot and brace.

"When can I have sex?" You blurted out when the doctor started to leave the room.

"Your cuts are completely closed, and your fingers and toes should only be a little stiff. You can have sex anytime you'd like." She told you, giving you a nod before leaving you alone.

You smiled to yourself, buttoning the shirt you were wearing. You had shamelessly worn a lacy bra and panties set to the appointment, which is some of why you didn't want Aaron in there. You thought about jumping his bones in the car, but you didn't want to rush your first time with him in almost a month

When you left the building, you saw Aaron talking on the phone. You quietly got into the car, letting him finish his conversation. You only caught, "Alright, she's back. I'll let you know time and place. Bye."

"Time and place for what? You're not going to kill me are you?" You asked him, leaning in to give him a quick hello kiss.

"Not yet, I was talking to Emily. She wanted to know how soon we wanted to, ya' know..." He trailed off, his face flushing red.

"Have the threesome?" You suggested, watching him blush harder.

"Yeah." He said sheepishly, with a smile.

"Well, I just got cleared for all physical activity. So, anytime after today should work." You told him, leaning in to kiss him more deeply this time.

"Really? Well, then I guess we have to do something about that." He said into the kiss. You hummed against his mouth in response, "I was thinking maybe a jog." He told you with a laugh.

"That's not really the cardio I was thinking." You said, sitting back in your seat and buckling your seatbelt.

"Cycling?" He asked, gripping your thigh with his right hand as he started to drive.

"Unless we're going to do that naked, then that's still a no." You said, setting your hand on top of his. He chuckled at your response, trying to think of a clever response.

You could practically see the lightbulb above his head, "We could wrestle naked." His hand tightened around your thigh with his words.

You hummed, letting your left hand trail across his arm and set on his upper thigh. His breath hitched slightly at the contact, his hand tightening on the wheel. Your fingertips drew light circles on his upper leg, dropping low between his thighs with every time around. You let your fingertips brush against the large tent in his pants.

"Princess, I wouldn't recommend teasing me right now." He told you, moving his hand up to your core.

"I could say the same to you, daddy." You breathed, letting your hand fully contact his erection.

His hips bucked slightly, a light grunt falling from his lips. He did the same to you, sliding his hands under your skirt and running a finger up your clothed slit. You moaned, letting your head fall back.

"We're almost home, princess." He said, listening to your whimper as he pulled his hand away. You retracted your hand, immediately bringing it to your shirt. You unbuttoned your shirt, toeing off your shoes into the floorboard.