Catfish, page 24
She arches her back and screams, “Oh fuck, John. You feel so good, I’m so close, fuck, fuck Johnnnnn” She explodes with her orgasm, screaming my name, and it’s the best fucking sight I have ever seen. Her eyes are rolling back, she is shuddering underneath me, her legs tighten around my waist, and she is pulling me in as deep as she can by my arse. That’s it, watching and feeling her gripping my cock tighter and pulling me in deeper has me exploding. I pump and pump, spilling my load, swivelling my hips, as her scream goes on, calling my name.
It takes us both forever to come down from the high of the orgasms we just had. That was something completely different for me. I have feelings of being wanted and feeling cherished and dare I say it loved. Is that what it feels like?
“Hey sweetheart, are you okay there?” I try to move off her so I don’t crush her but she grips tighter. Her face is buried in my neck. I feel her shudder and sniff, then I feel wet on my shoulder. Fuck, she’s crying. Did I hurt her? “Red, sweetheart, look at me. Why are you crying? Did I hurt you?”
“Fuck Red, you’re scaring me here. Look at me. Did I hurt you?” She looks up at me, and she’s smiling, but crying. “No, John, you didn’t hurt me. These are happy tears. I have never felt anything like that before. I feel so overwhelmed by it all. I’m still trying to come down from the high my body is on. That was the best feeling in my life.” She looks shy again. “What is it, baby?”
“You made me swear, again,I never swear, John. I feel embarrassed.”
“Well, if it’s any consolation, you swearing and calling out my name as you cum is the best fucking thing I have ever heard.” I lean in and kiss her.
We stay on the bed just holding each other for some time and I love the feelings of being wanted. Fuck who am I? We then take a shower together and explore each others bodies as we wash. I want to take her again but she has to get to work, “Fuck Red, look how hard I am for you. I want to take you up agianst this wall now, hard and fast, but it will have to wait till you come home tonight. I promise you though it will be fast and it will be hard, but then I will make love to you all over again. Can you handle that Red?” She nods at me with the biggest grin, grabs my head in her hands to lower my face to her level and she kisses me so sweetly. “I can John, and I look forward to it.”
We arrange to meet back here after her shift for dinner. She gives me a spare key and use of her things, including her laptop.
This woman is awakening new feelings inside me. I kind of like it. She’s giving me a new perspective on life and women in general.
Lewis
I NEED TO move, but I don’t want to disturb Kate.
We’d both fallen asleep as soon as I’d laid with her. I hear movement and a trolley being wheeled, that must be what woke me. I have my back to the door, so I don’t know who has come in. I look at Kate, still sleeping. I get so angry when I see the swelling on her face and the bruises coming out more and more. I want to punch someone. She looks so peaceful right now but then she must hear the trolley, and she flinches. I can see the panic building like earlier. The panic until she remembers where she is. “Shhh, baby, I’ve got you. I’m still here. You’re safe. You’re in the hospital.” Her breathing is ragged, but she’s calming down, listening to my voice. Her good eye starts to open, and I watch with a small smile as she tries to get her focus.
“Hey, baby, how you feeling? Is your head still hurting?” She nods slightly.
“Hi, Katherine, I’m your nurse, Julie, and I need to take your observations if that’s okay?” I slowly get up and move off the bed to let the nurse do what she needs to do.
“Baby, I’m just going to the bathroom while the nurse is here, okay? I won’t be long. I promise I will be back soon.” She nods her head slightly at me.
In the bathroom, I splash water on my face. I look at the time. It’s 4 p.m. already. I need to see if they are going to release Kate or if they are keeping her in overnight. I don’t want to be away from her for too long.
I head to the coffee machine, then head back to Kate’s room. The dinner trolley has arrived, and they are just giving her some soup to suck through a straw. The nurse is just finishing up as I enter. “How’s she doing, nurse? Do you know when she will be released?”
“She is doing great, actually. All her observations are good. The doctor will be in to see her soon, and he’ll decide if she can be released.”
“Great, thank you.” I walk in and take over from the lady trying to give Kate her soup. “Here, let me do that,” I say taking the cup and straw from her. Kate looks exhausted.
I smile at her and stroke her head before I lean down and kiss her gently on her forehead.
“You’re going to be fine. I promise.”
Kate falls back to sleep, and I sit in the chair next to her, I must have nodded off myself because I startle awake when the door opens. A doctor enters the room, I get up and stroke Kate’s forehead lightly. “Hey, baby, the doctor’s here to see you.” She wakes up and gives me a smile as best she can, and I move away slightly to give them space.
The doctor takes her file. I stand back as he looks at me. “And you are?” he says.
“Lewis, Kate’s boyfriend,’” I say a bit sternly because of his glare.
He tells Kate that all her observations are great and that there are no other concerns. Kate nods at his questions showing she understands what he is saying.
“Ok, Lewis. I am happy to discharge Ms Porter if she has someone to watch over her for the next seventy-two hours. She will need someone to keep an eye on her and wake her periodically. The swelling should start to subside in the next day or two. Ms Porter will need to come back next week and have an x-ray on her face to make sure there are no bone splinters in her cheek.”
“Can you do the x-ray now?”
“No, we need to wait for the swelling to go down first.”
“I see. Yes. I will be taking care of her,” I say keeping my eyes on Kate the whole time I speak to the doctor. He turns to look at Kate, and she nods to let him know that what I have said is correct.
“I will get the discharge papers ready and make up a prescription for some strong painkillers and ask the nurse to make the appointment to come back to the fracture clinic next week. You take care, Ms Porter.” She nods, and he turns and leaves.
I help Kate get up and out of bed, trying not to jolt her, knowing how much pain she’s in. I get her dressed, and an hour and a half later, I’m pulling into the parking garage at Kate’s apartment. We walk into the foyer, with me keeping my arms around her waist. She’s doing great. Harry is at the front desk, and he looks up as we come through the garage door. He runs out from behind when he sees us. “Katherine! Oh my goodness. I’m so glad Lewis found you. We were so worried.” Kate tries to smile at him and nods slightly. I kiss her temple gently, and she leans into me. Harry darts to call the lift for us.
“Thank you, Harry. I’ll speak to you later when Kate’s settled.” He nods at me and holds the door open as we enter it.
We get into the apartment, and I steer Kate straight to her bedroom.
“Would you like me to run a bath for you, beautiful?”
“Please,” she says nodding at me. I sit her on the bed and go into her en-suite and run the bath. I pour some lemon bubble bath in, and I make sure it’s not too hot then head back into the bedroom. I kneel down in front of her.
“Come on, let’s get you out of these clothes and into the bath.” She looks at me with her good eye, and she looks devastated. I see the tear running down her cheek. I wipe it with my thumb.
“Sshh, baby, don’t cry. I promise it will be all right. Once the swelling has gone down, you will be fine. Come on, let me help you.” I stand up and gently pull her up. I unbutton the shirt she has on and slip it off her shoulders. I kiss each shoulder gently and then her wrist where the welts are from the restraints as she watches me. I kiss her cheek on the good side and breathe her in. I take her shoes off then undo the button and zip on her suit trousers and slowly ease them down her legs. I kiss her knees as I do and look up at her looking down at me.
“You are beautiful, Kate. I have never seen anyone more beautiful than you.” I see the tear slide down her cheek again, so I kiss it away. I gently pull her to me, she rests her good cheek against my chest, and I cradle her head gently. I feel her sob and her breath hitch. I feel so fucking helpless.
I wonder if she is remembering something. I pull away and marvel at the beauty stood in front of me in just her underwear. I take her hand and lead her to the bathroom. Once at the bath I take my sweater of over my head and then undo my jeans and slide them and my boxers down, so I’m completely naked in front of her. I see the quizzical look on her face. I don’t say anything, I just step behind her to unclasp her bra, and then I gently remove that and her knickers.
I scoop her up in my arms gently as I get up. “I’m not going to drop you. I’m going to step into the bath with you, is that okay?” She nods yes to me. I step into the bath and lower myself down, holding onto her. I sit with my back at the end of the bath and put Kate gently between my legs and lean her back into my chest. She sighs as the water and bubbles cover her. I grab the sponge from the side and dip it into the water and gently start to wash her shoulders and neck and down her front. She flinches slightly as I move over her breast. We haven’t even made love yet, but this feels so right to me. I know she’s insecure, but I hope she doesn’t feel it now.
“Baby, just relax. I can feel how tense you are. I want to take care of you. That’s all. Nothing else. Although, I’m not sure my cock has got that message because you’re just so damn beautiful.” I know she can feel my cock hard against her back, but there’s nothing I can do about that. I would be lying if I said I didn’t want her. I’m desperate for her, but I can wait, no matter how long. I continue to gently wash her all over.
“I’m just going to get out and grab you a towel, so I can get you dried and into bed. Have you remembered anything from last night? Do you know who did this to you?”
“No. I only remember you.” She shrugs. I wonder if it’s the other guy, who appears to be my identical twin, that she is remembering, but I don’t say anything.
I stand up and lift her out of the bath, gently placing her on the floor. I take the towel and start to dry her softly until I get to her lower belly, then she leans down and takes the towel from me, looking embarrassed. I wish she trusted me. I know and respect that she’s not ready to start anything sexual. I take her wrists in my hand and kiss them both where the welts are, then kiss her palms. She reaches out and strokes my cheeks, then looks me in the eyes. “Thank you, Lewis. Thank you for everything.” She’s finding it hard to speak, but I understand what she’s saying.
“You never have to thank me, Kate. I just want to look after you and make you better.” I smile at her trying to make light of the situation. She smiles as best she can at me.
“Come on. Bed! You need to rest. I’m going to see if you have any soup and if not, I will run to the deli you like and get some.” She nods, and I scoop her up again and take her to the bed. She puts some pyjamas on and curls under the covers.
“You stay there, and I will go find soup. If I have to go out, I won’t be long. Try to sleep a bit.”
I head to the kitchen and find a tin of chicken soup. Great, now I don’t have to leave her. I warm the soup, and I phone Luce. I update her and tell her I’m in Kate’s apartment. She confirms that she’s cancelled all my appointments for the next week to leave me free to concentrate on Kate. She’s also going to come round with everything I need from the hotel. I don’t know what I’d do without her.
I take the soup to Kate. She’s flat out, but I need her to eat. I gently stroke her forehead
“Kate, baby, wake up. I need you to eat to help you recover.” She starts to stir. I smile down at her. “I’m sorry, beautiful, but I have your soup. You need to eat it—you need to build up your strength to heal.”
Kate has drifted back off to sleep when Harry rings to let me know that Luce has arrived.
I need to talk to her and tell her what happened. She’s the only person I trust with my life, and she may be able to give me some ideas.
“Shh, Luce, Kate’s sleeping. Thank you for bringing my things. Do you have time for a coffee? I need to talk something over with you.”
“Yeah, sure. What’s wrong? You look stressed out and worried.”
“Fuck, Luce, I’m in a bit of a pickle and don’t know what to do.” I run my hands through my hair. I go and make the coffee for us, then we sit, and I tell her all about my twin.
“Wow, have your parents ever said you were adopted or that you had a brother?”
“They never said anything to me, Luce, that’s what’s confusing. It was like I was looking in a mirror.”
“Oh, Lewis, I think you need to look into your past. You can go to the national archives and see what you can find out. Or, go and see your parents and ask them outright. That is going to be the easiest way. I know you’re hurting right now, but you need to find out for your peace of mind.”
“I was thinking of hiring a PI. to look into it for me. What do you think?”
“You could if you don’t want to ask your parents.”
“I don’t, yet. I think I need to find out for myself and then approach them, and find out why they have never told me. I kind of feel betrayed, as though my life has been a lie. God, how many emotions can one person go through in less than a week? It’s exhausting?” I lean forward with my head in my hands. I feel so drained.
“Hey, why don’t you try to get an early night and have a good sleep, then tomorrow think again about how you want to go about this. Just remember, Lewis. I’m here for you, always, and anything you need just let me know. I can even come and sit with Kate if you need to go out.”
“I love you, Luce. You know that, right? I couldn’t survive without you.”
After I see her out, I head straight to the bedroom to make sure Kate’s okay. She’s still sleeping.
I lean against the doorframe of the bedroom, and I watch her sleeping. She flinches occasionally, but she doesn’t wake up. I should stay in one of the spare rooms, but I don’t want to leave her. I want to watch over her and make sure she’s okay during the night. If we just get tonight over with then I’m sure she will be fine. The doctor said seventy-two hours.
I get into bed very slowly so I don’t disturb her. She’s lying on her back, and I lay, facing her, watching her until I drift off to sleep.
Kate
“KATE, BABY. SHHH. You’re okay. You’re safe. I’ve got you, beautiful. Calm down.
Lewis. It’s Lewis. I open my eyes and try to focus. I blink a few times until I see his beautiful hazel eyes hovering above me in concern.
“Lewis.” I free an arm from the quilt and stroke down his face. He looks pained, and he looks tired.
“I need a wee,” I tell him my speech sounding a little better.
“Ok, what the lady needs, the lady gets,” he says to me as he gets off the bed and comes around to my side to help me. I think I can walk, and now he’s got up of the bed, I can move the quilt. I see the clock on the wall. 1.30 p.m.
Lewis sees me looking. “Wow, we have both slept for nearly eighteen hours.”
I go to the bathroom and then stand at the sink to wash. I look in the mirror in shock. It’s the first time I’ve seen my face, and I look hideous. The bruises have really come out and most of my face is black. One side of my face is all puffed out, and my lips are swollen. I can open my bad eye a bit more than I could yesterday but still not fully. My eye is black and very swollen.
I have tears rolling down my cheeks. Lewis comes in and gently gets a washcloth and wets it. Before he begins wiping my face for me, he leans in and kisses both my cheeks, taking my tears away.
“Baby, you are beautiful. I know you’re hurting, but this will all be gone in a week or so. Kate, look at me. I don’t care what you look like.” He gently takes my face in his hands.
“Do you hear me, baby? You. Are. Beautiful. I know I have only known you a week, but…” he takes a deep breath, still looking at me.
“Ah, fuck it. Baby, I love you. I know it’s too soon, but I knew it the moment I laid eyes on you.” He looks startled at the look of pure shock on my face. The tears are coming thick and fast now. He brushes them away with his thumb.
“God, I’m an idiot. I suppose that wasn’t the thing to tell you right now, hey? I’m sorry. I’m so sorry, but I do, with all my heart, and I want you to know I’m in love with you. I nearly went out of my mind when I couldn’t reach you.” He pulls back to look at me. I nod gently at him and reach up to stroke his cheek to let him know I understand. He leans into my hand and kisses it.
“Come on, let me wash you, then we can get you into some clothes to cover that gorgeous body up because my cock is screaming to be in you.” We both look down where he is tenting in his grey sweats. He blows out a breath. “Yeah, I know, but what can I say? You’re gorgeous. I know we have to wait but try telling him that.” He laughs.
He is so sweet, and he looks embarrassed. “Thank you,” I say to him softly. I don’t want to tell him I love him until I can say it properly. I want him to hear it, not guess at what I’m saying. He grabs the washcloth and very, very gently washes my face. I try not to wince, but I can’t help it. He washes and kisses, washes and kisses, trying to alleviate the pain. It works.
I get dressed, and we eat some porridge. I don’t want to go to bed, so I sit on the couch, and he puts a blanket over me. I must have nodded off because the next thing I know, I’m being woken up by stroking my face. “Hey, wake up, sleepyhead.” I open my eyes and see my gorgeous Lewis standing smiling at me. Just to the side of him is Clive.
