Chapter 3

Chapter 3AdamIwatched the dynamic duo walk out my house and pushed the door closed behind them. Without conscious thought I slid the shotgun off my lap and stood it up against the wall. There was no need to unload it because I’d never loaded it in the first place.This was definitely the lowest point in my entire life. I raked one hand through my sweaty hair. Every time I didn’t think things could get worse for me; I got a fucking unpleasant surprise. My face burned with shame that one of my neighbors called to report I was a fucking mess. I didn’t have to think too hard to know who had called.There was another knock at the front door, and I recognized the light tapping immediately. I rolled forward and pulled it open. The familiar face staring down at me took my breath away. This woman was an angel by name and by temperament.This neighborhood was the one we’d grown up in, and before I’d went into the military we’d even been sweethearts, but now that my legs were gone I realized that Angel and I couldn’t start over where we’d left off. We could never be together.I knew I never should have bought a house so close to Angel’s, but I couldn’t seem to help myself. When I’d seen the wheelchair accessible home on the market right when I needed it, I’d been quick to snap it up. It wasn’t quite like going home again, but almost.Angel had knocked on my door almost every day since I moved in, always with a smile and kind, admiring eyes. She’d honestly tried to get close to me by feeding me, stopping to cheer me up, and even stealing an occasional kiss. I shouldn’t let her in. I needed to stay strong for both of us. I knew there was nothing I could offer her.Swallowing down all my regrets, I greeted her properly. “Hello, Angel. What brings you to my doorstep today?”She shook her head. “Why are you always so formal?”I replied, “Because you’re a nice person and deserve a polite greeting.”I rolled my chair back and let her in because I knew she wasn’t leaving until she had her say. She followed me and kneeled down to look at me face-to-face when I stopped in the middle of the room. This woman was sweet on me and had been for a very long time. Any fool could see that. The thing was, I fucking wanted her more than I wanted my next breath but that just wasn’t in the cards for us.I glanced away, ““I’m guessing you’re the neighbor who called in the cavalry.”When she didn’t immediately answer, I grumbled, “You can never leave well enough alone.”It was a statement, rather than a question, but she answered anyway. “Not where you’re concerned. I couldn’t just sit here and do nothing while you drank yourself to death.”I tried to soften my voice. This sweet woman didn’t deserve my anger for trying to help me. “I don’t need you calling up strangers to help me.”She cupped my face with her hands. “If you don’t want me calling strangers, you should let someone who cares about you help.” One of her thumbs ran over my bottom lip and there was such longing in her expression that it tore at my heart. “I don’t like it when you try to cut me out of your life, Adam. It feels terrible knowing you’re just sitting here, and I can’t even talk to you.”“Angel, I know we had something special all those years ago and we’ve been circling around each other for months now, but the truth of the matter is I’ve got nothing left to give to a woman. I don’t want to become your burden, and that’s exactly what will happen if we hook up.”She put two fingers over my lips. “People in love help each other. There’s no shame in that.” Her hands slid back to grip my filthy hair and she tugged my head until our foreheads touched. “And don’t try to tell me you don’t love me.”My chest clenched so hard it was painful. “Sometimes, love just isn’t enough. It was a painful realization for me, but that doesn’t make it any less true.”She drew back and gazed into my eyes, “But sometimes love is enough, Adam. We’ll never know if we don’t try. Can’t you give me one night? One night of us just being together to see what it would be like? One night of us letting go of all our doubts and insecurities? All I’m asking for is a chance to prove love is enough for you and I.”Somehow my hands were sliding up her arms. “I need a shower.”Her eyes lit up. “Please tell me you need help with that.”I gave her a rueful smile. “I don’t need you to help me shower, but I do want you there with me.”She rose to her feet and twirled around to lock the front door. Shame and lust warred for top spot in my emotions as I wheeled myself into my room, grabbed clean clothing and then headed for the shower.Angel made a sound of surprise. “Wow, your shower is amazing. If I lived here, I’d spend all my free time in here.”My sweet little love was always so complimentary. “I bought the house to get the bathroom. It was designed for someone who uses a wheelchair.”Angel began to pull off her clothing like it was nothing. “Looks more like it was designed for a Greek god who uses a wheelchair. This place is opulent, compared to mine.”I reluctantly pulled off my shirt and tossed it across the room towards the hamper before leaning over to start the shower. When I turned back to Angel, I sucked in a deep breath. The woman offering herself to me was absolutely gorgeous. My eyes trailed all the way down and back up again. I couldn’t help but notice how much she’d filled out in the years since we’d been a couple of horny teens stealing a few hot kisses in her treehouse.Her body was curvy in all the right places. My mouth went dry at the sight of her large breasts as they dangled tantalizing close. Her blue eyes held such warmth. I loved the way her pale blond hair hung down almost to her waist in the back.It had been so long since any woman had offered me anything but sympathy. Angel amazed me with all the love and compassion she still had in her heart for me, and a sweet ache slammed into my gut as I realized she didn’t care. She didn’t care that I was a cripple, that I was forced to live in a wheelchair. The same desire filled her eyes now as it had in the past, as if nothing had changed at all. Maybe for her it hadn’t. I felt a surge of gratitude as I tried to see myself through her eyes.Angel closed the distance between us in three steps. One hand came up under my chin and it was only when she gently lifted it that I realized my mouth had been hanging open.“I’m more than pretty body. You know that, right?”“Fucking hell, you’re not pretty. You’re beautiful.” I’d never felt more like a filthy beast than I did in that moment.She dropped a kiss on my lips. “Glad you like. Get naked. I want to sit on your lap in the shower.”My hands came out to unclip the armrests from my chair and I slid my pants off. From the thighs up I looked pretty normal, but my lower legs were gnarled with scars, the muscles clearly visible under my now healed skin. Plus, everything below my shin was missing on both legs. I swallowed thickly before looking up at her.“You like what you see, woman?” I could hear the bitter challenge in my own voice.She kneeled down and ran her hands over both my legs. “I do like what I see, the scars of a warrior who gave too much for these foreign wars.” When her eyes lifted to mine she added softly, “You’re the man I love. I love all the parts of you, even the parts you hate.”I searched her eyes for some hint that she was lying to spare my feelings but found only open honesty the likes of which I’d rarely encountered. Breathing out a sigh of relief, reached out and grasped the back of her neck, dragging her close for a kiss.My legs might be toast, but my arms were strong and sure as I lifted myself off the wheelchair and onto the chair I kept in the shower. Angel stepped in after me, leaning forward to let the spray run over her head before she grabbed up the body wash.Her soapy hands came up to rest against my chest before moving up to circle around my neck. Kissing Angel felt like drinking deeply from a well that I had long denied myself, a hint at what my future held if I could manage to pull myself together.When she drew back, I smiled for the first time in what seemed like forever. “I do love you, sweetness. And I’m sorry it took me so long to say that out loud.”“You’re well worth waiting on, handsome.” Angel came to her feet and tossed me a bottle of shampoo with a grin. “Do you realize that you always have a hard on when we’re together?”I nodded, catching on to her sense of humor. “It might be that I pop a boner for every woman I see, not just you.”She stepped into the huge, tiled shower and beckoned me forth. “I can tell by that sexy smirk on your face that you’re lying, handsome.”I tilted my chair back and let the water run over my body, feeling my cock grow stronger by the minute. When I sat back up, I grabbed the shampoo from my lap and got busy lathering up my hair. Angel watched me with a gratifying eagerness that made me feel seen in a good way for once. I cleansed my hair and every square inch of my body. I’d done this a lot in the last few months, and I had it down.When I leaned back to rinse myself, Angel gasped. That’s when I looked down to see that the body I normally kept in top operational form was only at about seventy-five percent. My arms and abs were still really pumped because those were the muscles I used the most.After drying off and moving back into my wheelchair I pulled her into my lap and took her for a spin into my room. She laughingly grabbed towels on the way out the door so she could dry off too.I watched her stand tall, naked and proud before me as she buffed every inch of her body dry.I grabbed for the bed post and pulled myself over, using both hands to maneuver into the center of the bed. “Come, Angel, let’s enjoy the night of debauchery you talked me into.”If I’d thought she’d get cold feet, I would have been much mistaken. She was at my side in the blink of an eye. I motioned her forward. “Up here. Spread those pretty legs across my face. I’ve been fucking dying for a taste of you for a very long time.”Pink crept up her cheeks. “I’ve never done that before.”“Then you haven’t lived. Come now, don’t make me beg.”Once again, she scrambled into place with gratifying speed.The scent of her sweet arousal made my nostrils flare. “Oh Angel, I hope you taste half as good as you smell, darling.”Before she could begin doubting herself, I pulled her soft slit apart and admired the pretty pink flesh for a heartbeat before eagerly diving in. This woman’s cunt was the softest thing I’d ever touched. I groaned with delight at the feminine, salty taste of her delicate flesh. “Damn, you taste even better than you smell. I could live the rest of my life right here and die a happy man.”I pulled out all the stops for my Angel, discovered what she liked, and then double dosed her with it until she was making all kinds of needy sounds. My hands came up to grasp her generous ass and lifted her more firmly against my tongue. Every single sound she made only made me greedy for more. But the first time she screamed my name, I knew she was it for me. I made her come twice and might have gone for a third time, but my cock was practically screaming for a taste of what my mouth had just enjoyed.When I settled her down on my chest, she was gasping for air. “Can’t breathe. Oh my God, that was amazing,” she panted.Fuck, it’s impolite to totally wreck a woman and then slam her down on your cock. Any man with a fundamental grasp of manners knew that. Therefore, I reluctantly ran my hands over her body while she pulled herself together. Now that I was paying attention, I could see she was covered in a soft sheen of sweat and her hair looked like she’d tried to twist it up into some kind of messy knot.Gazing up at her I smiled. “You are the prettiest thing I’ve ever seen in my entire life.”When she leaned down and kissed me,. I tangled one hand in her hair and slid the other down to grab that generous ass of her. While our tongues tangled, my hand roamed down to circle around her drenched core. When my fingers slid in again, she moaned against my mouth. Everything about my Angel was lush and decadent.When she pulled back, she was chewing on her bottom lip and looked like she wanted to ask me something. “Out with it, Angel. What’s on your mind?”“Um, I still get your cock, right?”I laughed. “Yeah. He’s been patiently waiting his turn, secretly fuming that my mouth was getting all the action.”She shoved one hand playfully in my face and sat back up. “Riding you has always been my secret fantasy.”I slid both hands under her bottom and lifted her down and over my cock. I didn’t even have to tell her to place me. She eagerly grabbed my cock, got her knees under her and eased down, slowly taking me inch by precious inch.“Fuck, you’re tight.”“I’m normally sized,” she teased back. “It’s your cock that’s gigantic.”“No need to flatter me, Angel. I’ve agreed to give you everything you want tonight.”“And I plan to enjoy every single minute of it, in case you throw me out on my ear tomorrow.”I pushed up on one hand, slid my other hand behind her neck, and pulled her in for another kiss. This time I kissed her like I had a right to something this precious. When she started to move, I gazed into her eyes knowing whatever this was flowing back and forth between us was a once in a lifetime thing.Being the selfish prick that I am, I knew that tossing her out in the morning was no longer an option. I’d hang onto this tiny piece of heaven with both hands and count my luck stars, Angel had found it in her heart to love a broken down warrior like myself, so I intended to return the favor.