Secrets

17: The Next Day

Kaleah's POV...

My eyes fluttered open when I felt a cool breeze graze across my bare leg. I smiled to myself after remembering how many times Nico sexed me down last night. That same smile vanished the moment I felt a sharp pain shoot through the lower half of my body when I tried to get up and go use the bathroom. I gave up trying to crawl out of bed after not being able to move any part of my body without feeling tremendous pain. I groaned inwardly when my cell phone on the nightstand began to ring. It took every ounce of energy I had in me to force myself to roll over on my left side and grab my phone.

"Good morning, Anna," I speak into the phone after placing it on speakerphone and burying my face into the covers. Even fucking talking was such a daunting task to do.

"Leah, where are you?" She asked in a worried voice.

"In bed," I groaned out. The lower half of my body was in so much pain that I wanted to cry, and on top of that my arms felt like heavy, wet noodles.

"In whose fucking bed are you in. It definitely ain't your own." Anna snarkily asked me.

"I'm at Nico's house."

"Did you two finally do the nasty last night, Leah?" She asked at the same time the cause of my problem strolls into the room carrying a large tray of food in his hand.

"I gotta go, Anna."

"Fine ass Nico just walked into the room, didn't he?" Anna squealed into the phone. I hurriedly took the phone off speakerphone, then bid Anna goodbye. I wanted to crawl under the covers and hide because I knew that he heard everything that Anna just said.

"Good morning," He says while approaching the bed with a big ole cocky smile plastered on his face.

"Good morning to you too," I replied. With what tiny bit of strength I could muster up, I forced myself to sit up in bed without showing him how much pain I was in. I didn't want him to know that I regretted challenging him the way that I did last night.

"How are you feeling?" Nico asked after leaning forward and kissing me on the forehead.

"Fine," I replied, forcing a smile on my face.

"Then that means you're ready for another round of lovemaking," he uttered, placing the tray of food on the nightstand.

"No, the fuck I'm not!" I yelled at the same time I saw him loosening the drawstring on his joggers. I immediately tucked the covers underneath me when they fell to his knees.

"Well, I am, baby."

"Don't you dare come near me with your wild, insatiable appetite and that monster you have pointing directly at me!" I shout with both my hands held out in front of me. A loud, hearty laugh escaped from his mouth as he pulled his joggers up and tied the drawstrings. "Nothing about this situation is funny, Nico."

"I'm so sorry for laughing at you babe, but you were the one who was begging and challenging me to make good on the promise I made to you last night."

"Trust me, I learned my lesson. I won't ever do that again, and you can bet your life on that," I muttered mostly to myself while making a mental note in my head of things to avoid doing with this man. First off, if he tells me he can do something to me that will be detrimental to my health, believe him. Secondly, never ever do the doggy style with him, cause that's his favorite position. The biggest problem I have with that position is every time I cummed, it made his stamina last longer and his dick to become bigger. The last and most important lesson that I learned was when he asks me if I want to stop, I need to scream hell yeah instead of trying to prove that I can outlast him.

"Are you sure you don't want more of me? I'm only asking because Your hardened left nipple that's poking out from under the cover at me and that glazed-over look in your eyes is saying that you do, sweetheart?"

"If you come anywhere near me, I guarantee you that I won't be the only one in this room hurting, Nico."

"Alright I'll behave for now," he replied, holding up his hands in a surrendering gesture. "Come on, let's eat breakfast before the food gets colder than it already is.

"First can you help me to the bathroom?" I asked while turning my face away from him.

"Sure!"

"Where are you going?" I asked when he began to walk away from the bed.

"If you want me to behave myself while helping you to the bathroom, you're going to have to put some clothes on first," he replied walking over to his closet. Seconds later he walked out carrying a big, tan, long-sleeve robe in his hand. I let out a loud huff as I struggled to put on the robe by myself.

"I got you, baby," Nico says, taking the robe out of my hand. After helping me to put it on, he carried me into the bathroom. By the time I was done relieving myself, washing my face, and brushing my teeth with the spare toothbrush in his bathroom, I was ready to go back to sleep. My right arm flopped back onto the bed seconds after I lifted it to pick the fork up off the tray Nico had placed in front of me. "It's a damn shame that I'm too weak to feed myself." I blurt out while at the same time refusing to look in his direction.

"Just tell me what you want to eat first, and I'll feed it to you," he says, picking up the fork. "Kaleah...?" He called out when I did say a word.

"The omelet," I replied in a dejected voice.

"Baby there's nothing for you to feel sad or embarrassed about. I'm your man, and I don't mind doing what I need to do to help you out." Nico says, placing a forkful of the soft, fluffy omelet in my mouth.

"Mmm this takes good," I uttered when he placed a spoonful of the radish kimchi into my mouth.

"I know... You're not the only one in this relationship that knows how to satisfy their partner, sweetheart."

"We're still talking about food, aren't we?" I asked with my right eye raised at him.

"You can take that any way you want sweetheart," he responds, then holds a glass of orange up to my mouth.

"Just shut up and feed me, Nico."

"Why do you want me to be quiet, babe?"

"Because I'm afraid of where this conversation is heading and what kind of condition I'll be in by the end of the day."

"I won't be as rough on you like I was last..." he was saying when I placed my trembling right hand up over his mouth and uttered, "what you're thinking isn't gonna happen today, tomorrow, and maybe not even a few weeks from now."

"I'll just sit here and enjoy feeding you then," he replied after kissing the tip of my finger. Removing my hand from over his mouth, he fed me the last bite of red and black beans with rice then laid down and pulled my backside flushed with his. We lay there cuddling and watching TV until I fell asleep.

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