The encounter of a lifetime - Charles Lerclerc

Chapter 57 (🔞)

After this conversation on the balcony with Charles I tell him to go inside and that I'm going to help him shower. He has a lot of bandages and even casts, so he needs help showering and getting ready for the shower.

I take off his clothes and then I take special plastic bags to wrap them around his casts so that they are water resistant. I then help him to sit in the bathtub. I take her soap and start washing his legs. I'm going really slow because I'm afraid I'll hurt him.

Emma: If I ever hurt you, you tell me.
Charles: Yes, don't worry.

I go all over his body and even his hair. I even offered to put care in his hair so that they are all beautiful and shiny.

Charles: On the other hand, baby, there's going to be a problem.
Emma: What is it?
Charles: You didn't clean that up.

He shows me his private parts with his hand.

Emma: Aham. You know that they are within your reach and that you could wash them all the same.
Charles: Yes, but it's better when you do it.

He gives me a big smile and closes his eyes to show me that he is ready for this moment.

I get into the game and start washing it this time really everywhere. It gets out of hand quickly and he wants me to come with him in the shower. So I explain to him that with all his injuries I can't come and risk making a wrong move. So he gets out of the shower and I wipe him off before getting into bed.

Charles: Come here baby.

I lie down next to him and start kissing him on the body gently. I have a desire to take care of each part of his body and to take advantage that they are there, that he is there and that he has had nothing serious.

Obviously Charles can't move too much, so I decide to take the controls and straddle him. It's not really my thing to control everything but I don't really have a choice.

My movements are hesitant and timid and he notices that.

Charles: Baby you don't need to be embarrassed or anything. Look at you, you have the body of a goddess. And I'm the luckiest of men to be able to touch this body.

These words touch me and give me confidence.

After a few minutes Charles starts talking to me.

Charles: I'm sorry that I can't get you as much good as I would like. I can see very well that it doesn't have much of an effect on you.
Emma: Stop my heart. One if it affects me and maybe more than you imagine. And then you know it's okay if I don't finish all the time. Tell yourself that some women almost never reach orgasm. Whereas you hate it when we do it without having at least one before you.
Charles: It's true, you're really lucky, he said, laughing.
Emma: Well yes my heart. You are the best and I love you.

I start kissing him passionately. It's as if we wanted to get even closer to each other and show that we want to feel each other. I think we needed this moment together. To meet and be close. We needed, he like me, to feel the body of the other. To feel the presence of the other.

This moment of intimacy is coming to an end. I leave Charles in bed to take my turn to shower and get ready for sleep. I also go to the kitchen to prepare all the medications he needs to take that I bring him.

I also take this opportunity to change all his bandages. You have to do it after every shower, and right after the shower we didn't have time to do it right away so now is the time.

I decided to really help Charles in all the stages of his recovery because that is also intimacy for me. It's being there in the toughest times, and seeing the "worst" in someone but sticking with them. It's supporting each other all the time.

After Charles takes all of his meds, I go to bed next to him.

Charles: Mon amour can you come and sleep in a cuddle with me please? You can lay your head next to my arm and lean your arm on my chest. I know you're afraid of hurting me but I need to feel you close to me.
Emma: Yes of course sweetheart.

I move closer to him and give him a few flicks in his hair. He falls asleep within 10 minutes.

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Charles: Hmm...no dad don't let me...hmm...I don't want to die...no I...hmm...come back soon...It hurt...don't don't let... AHHHH.

I hear a scream and wake up with a start. I hear Charles is talking in his sleep. I turn on the bedside lamp and try to wake him up.

He jumps up and looks around the room. He is sweating. He is in total panic.

Emma: Charles don't worry I'm here. It was just a bad dream. It was a nightmare. Calm down.

I take him in my arms. He's breathing heavily, and I can feel a few tears running down my arm. I try to caress his back and his hair, telling him that everything is fine. After a good twenty minutes he finally calms down and goes back to sleep. I get back close to him and go back to sleep again with a lump in my stomach. It's very scary to see your boyfriend in this state. I know we'll both have to talk about what happened, but we'll do it tomorrow because he wasn't fit to do it tonight. For now we both have to try to rest.

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