But now I sleep alone

Chapter 15

I hear the door of the guest house close and it breaks me away from my thoughts. I glance down and see Tony running across the courtyard towards me. I call down to him that I'll come down as the door is locked. He looks up and nods, so I make my way back in. I make my way down the stairs as quickly as I can, which is no easy task as I'm aching a fair bit right now. I open the door and he quickly shuts it behind him as he takes me in his arms.
"You looked so sad. I thought you might want some company" he whispers as he kisses my forehead. I nod and manage a weak smile. I don't have much company at night and that's when the thoughts invade my mind, keeping me awake and making me overthink everything. He gently picks me up and carries me back up the stairs. He puts me down on the landing and I quickly check on my mam before we go into my room. She's asleep, for now anyway.
The door is barely shut before he takes me once again in his arms. He leads me to the bed and sits me down, his arms wrapped around me. I rest my head on his shoulder and he just holds me to him. It feels so good to just be this close to him again.
I pull back slightly and reach over my left shoulder with my right hand. My muscles are so sore from all the tension in them and Tony sees what I'm doing. He stops me, pulls me t-shirt over my head, undoes my bra and tells me lie on the bed on my stomach. He fetches the bottle of baby oil I keep in my bathroom for removing my make up and pours some into his hand, warming it up before he starts massaging my shoulders. I feel the tension start to ebb away as his fingers work their magic and I sigh with contentment. He works his way down my back and it feels so good. He works his way back up again and I do wonder where he learned how to do this. He massages my arms, my back, my shoulders, my neck and I feel so relaxed for the first time in forever. I roll onto my back at his request and he massages my stomach and breasts until I feel sleepy. I move slightly to undo my jeans and he helps me out, sliding them down me, along with my underwear. He continues massaging my legs and ankles, the pain I was in slowly subsiding. After almost half an hour, he stops and I feel so good. I smile up at him.
"I guess you want a reward after that" I whisper and he grins. I pull his shirt off and run some oil onto my own hands, before rubbing his chest with it. I'm straddling him and I can feel how turned on he already is as I work my way down to the waistband of his jeans. I undo them and slide them down, along with his boxers before I roll a condom on him and lower myself onto him, both of us gasping at the same time. I slowly rise up and then back down a few times as he thrusts upwards, filling me up each time. I know I'm not going to last much longer but I don't think he is either. A few more minutes and we both reach our peaks, our panting, oily, sweaty bodies as one. I lie down on his chest, his cock still inside me and just hold him to me, never wanting to let him go again.