The next day after we’d had breakfast, Alexis asked how much time she had to get ready. I said an hour or so.

After an hour, I wheeled my chair around the halls of the house. Alexis shouted from the top of the stairs, asking where we were going and if she needed to dress up. She wanted ideas of what to wear. I simply told her, “Whatever you are comfortable in.”

Those were not the words she wanted to hear. Before I knew it, she came down again in the same shirt and pants that she had on before. She wasn’t serious.

“Ryder Russ, if you do not give me so much as a clue what we are doing, then the date is off!” She was frustrated, which I could understand.

I had gotten up extra early just to make sure that my jeans and shirt were not creased as I put them on. My upper body strength was a lot better, but sometimes if I got tired or even lazy, I managed to crease my shirt. Worrying about creases was a bit crazy, considering where we were going this Saturday afternoon, but I couldn’t think of anything else to do.

“It is something fun. Something that we used to do as kids.”

She realized what I was up to, and part of me felt disappointed that I had given too much away with the last words. Shit, I should have just stuck with something fun.

Like an excited kid, she ran up the stairs. “I will be down in two minutes.” I had been listening to the same line for the last hour. I decided to do something that I hadn’t done for a while. Watch the headlines. I headed for the living room and automatically switched on the news. I was disappointed, but not shocked about the headlines.

“Austin Spencer has been suspended by the Hawks.

“Yes, you heard it here first. The player was found intoxicated in his hotel room right before the big game.”

My thumb automatically turned it off, and I didn’t even hear Alexis come into the room as I sat facing the screen. Austin had been caught. The guy I thought was untouchable was completely out of it. I knew he was a sinking ship ready to drown the moment he got to the team. It was clear he wasn’t in a good place.

I should reach out to him.

Then again, I couldn’t. It was clear that he wasn’t ready. If I hadn’t had my accident, I could have easily been in back in that bathroom shooting coke right there with him. He had to be ready to move on. Without that then he would never change.

The league was getting stricter by the minute. They wanted top players, not smackheads or guys that were going to lose them games. Players were no longer in short supply. To the contrary, there were too many damn players lately. It was as if they were manufacturing them somewhere.

“I was going to tell you,” she whispered as she drew close. It made no difference. It wasn’t a surprise to me. Austin was the one who thought he was invincible. The one that would never be caught. He had been, and this meant the end of his career. No one would hire him. In fact, no one wanted him. He was like me, the player that no one wanted on their team.

I waved my hand. “I guessed it. I spoke to Jake the other day, and he was saying Austin was getting worse. It was just a matter of time.”

She moved to block the screen that had nothing on it and aroused me with the black dress that she was wearing.

She had done the complete opposite. I’d expected her to put on her jeans or something, not high heels, a slender black dress that ended above her knees, and to tie her hair back. She had a bit of makeup on her lips and her eyes.

If she wanted to bring my dick back from the dead, it worked. I had an erection. I couldn’t believe it. I wanted to put my hand down my pants to see if it was a dream or if it was happening. I shifted in my chair. I was fucking, not dead down there.

“Are we going, or are you going to just stare at me all day?”

That was something I didn’t want to do. She was seducing me with her eyes, perfume, hair, fucking everything, and it was driving me wild. For nearly six months, my dick had been limp. In the space of a minute, she had done the one thing that I thought my dick was no longer capable of doing. I just turned my chair around and headed for the front door. I had to do it quickly, without letting her know what I was up to.

I had to touch my dick.

I needed to know if it was a fucking dream.

Luckily, her pace was a lot slower than my chair’s. I did a quick turn to make sure no one was around, and I stuck my hand down my pants. Sure enough, it was my dick. It was strong and hard like it used to be.

I couldn’t stop laughing. As Alexis approached me, she was perplexed. “Ryder, you start taking again? You’re acting like you are high or something.”

“I am high, but it isn't because of drugs. Simply because of you.”

Shit, I could be such a smooth talker when I wanted to be. I just hoped that not only was my dick going to be hard now, but that it would remain that way later on in the day. I had something planned for Alexis and me, and now that I knew I was capable, I wasn’t going to let go.

* * *

After we checked in and entered the suite, our roles halted the whole thing for me. Normally, I would walk up to Alexis or any girl and take off their clothes or something. This time, everything was being taken out of my hands. My nerves put my fucking dick on hold. I couldn’t jump up and take control of the whole situation.

It put me off.

It made me feel fucking pathetic.

I wheeled toward the window. Sat by it as I did whenever I felt like this, and Alexis bent down in front of me and held my hand.

“What’s up?” She had sadness in her voice, and I wondered if she felt that way because of the look in my eye or the idea that I couldn’t go through with it.

Fucking hooray.

Who the fuck wants to do it with a disabled person?

She deserved better. It could only be out of sympathy. I had nothing to offer her, at all. I let go of her hand and said, “I am a fucking cripple and drug addict. Nothing hot or sexy here. The complete opposite.” Shit, I wanted to fucking cry. I felt so low. What the fuck was I thinking?

Alexis slowly started to undo my shirt buttons. “I have loved you since high school. Wanted you to be in my life before you even asked me out.”

I put my hand on top of hers, which was even more reason for her not to want me. “And what did I end up doing? I somehow allowed you to think that I only wanted you for one thing. I am a complete jerk.”

She shook her head. “I was shallow back then too. I wasn’t exactly innocent.”

Alexis justified my actions, which was wrong. “I am not going to get you to take the blame, Alexis. I was an idiot.”

She paused for a minute looked into my eyes and said, “You misunderstand. Earl wanted to take me out a long time ago.”

I never knew all this. “Earl? The weird guy married to Gail?”

She nodded. “Exactly.” She kneeled in front of me and continued while my hand was enveloped in hers. “For a long time I said no. There was nothing wrong with Earl. He was a great guy,” she paused as if she was reminiscing, “Still is, but I wanted you. Maybe because you were a bad boy and cool. Maybe because you were on the football team.”

Just like all the girls back in High school and now I am in a wheelchair, I bet none of them would look twice at me.

“The point is, I never knew the real you. Not well enough to know that Crystal had lied. But now, the more time I spend with you, I realize that what I felt then and what I feel now, is more than just me wanting to fix you. It is about you fixing me too.”

I didn’t understand what she was trying to say. It made no sense. “I don’t get it?” I mumbled trying to make sense of it all.

“You are not bad, yes, you were troubled. I’m supposed to be a nurse, someone who takes everyone in and never judges them. But until I started caring for you, I never realized that was all I ever do. But what’s between us is different. We’ve got this connection.”

She shifted as if she was embarrassed about her words. “Scrabble for instance. You studied the dictionary. If I never made you play, would you have done that?”

Alexis had a point. I had never gone out of my way for anyone in my life, but it felt natural with her. “I love spending time with you. From the moment I wake up. To the time, I go to bed. If I don’t end up on the sofa in your room. I think about you…”

I started to stroke her hands; she made me want to do the one thing that I just wasn’t sure I was capable of doing. Making love to her. I looked down to see that all my buttons were undone, and as I tried to avoid looking into her eyes, she held onto my face.

“There are things you don’t know about me, about my past—”

“Your dad told me about your past. I am not interested in that. I am just worried about the future.”

Shit, just like a rocket, my fucking dick reacted. It shot up like a bolt of lightning. Then she undid my belt and jeans and started stroking it. Lightly and gently from the bottom to the head, as if it was hers. It was hers. All of it and I wanted her in between my legs as I kissed her. I could control my movements that way.

Sitting in this chair meant I couldn’t do the one thing that I wanted to do to her and that was to make love. I needed to love Alexis now, tonight, tomorrow, and every night from now on. She was the one for me. The one that made me feel complete. I wanted to come with her in my arms.

* * *

I stopped her, and we moved toward the king-sized bed with the red covering that matched the curtains. The room was simple and wide, but not as big as my bedroom back home. I just didn’t want the family involved in what we were doing. Today had to be about Alexis and me. We had to do it one step at a time, to make sure that everything was right.

She didn’t help me onto the bed, and that made me feel the way I wanted to feel with us in the room. Like a man. One that could control what he was doing with a woman, without losing himself. It was hard moving onto the bed and watching her undress.

She did it slowly and carefully so I could watch.

The dim lighting in the room made me appreciate every part of her curves. As she unclasped her bra, I wished that it was my fingers doing it. As she pulled her panties down, I asked for her to pass them to me. I sniffed her wetness, and then I tossed them to the side. I lay naked on the bed and watched her.

She crawled slowly onto the bed. It felt as if time stood still as her legs moved slowly. Her tits were swinging slightly, screaming out my name.

“Alexis, you’re so fucking hot,” I purred as she slid in between my legs.

One hand was on my dick, and she played with it as she kept her body balanced and kissed me gently on the lips. “You okay?” She stopped, troubled that she could have been hurting me in some way.

I choked, “I will be once I fucking come inside you.”

She laughed. “Slow down, big boy, we have all night.”

I shook my head as I flicked my tongue inside her mouth. I could taste the mints that she had been popping in the taxi on the way here, and I laughed at the idea that she worried about such things. Making sure that her breath smelt right. Everything about her was perfect. It was me that should be worried, not her. My dick jerked because we were both nervous.

She was still anxious about her effect on me today. Probably scared that she would hurt me in some way. I was terrified that it would all be one big letdown. Never in my life did I get nervous about fucking some woman. Shit, it was so natural.

That was another thing; I didn’t want to fuck her. She didn’t deserve that. Me jerking and pumping inside of her to get some relief. That would never feel right. I wanted to taste her, pleasure her and make her come. This day was about her. No, who was I kidding? I was falling more for Alexis every day. She was too perfect not to fall for.

Today was about us on a different level, and it frightened me.

I could end up hard one minute and the next lifeless. Would she reject me?

No, she wasn’t that kind of person. She would sympathize and tell me that it was okay. That was like telling a kid that spent his whole summer studying that it was okay to fail. I would pretend for her sake that it was no big deal. But for me a man, like any other, I would be dying inside. Knowing the one thing that I thought I possessed no longer existed.

I whispered, “No, we have all weekend. Not just tonight, and that is a promise.” If my dick lets me down, then I needed more time. I wasn’t leaving this hotel room without pleasuring her. I had to give her that one thing she desired. She was wet; I could feel it when she slid up my body.

She said nothing as I rolled my tongue inside her mouth, no edge left untouched. It was the meeting of two minds without words; my fingers lightly stroked her arm as she enveloped my head. Her body was pressed against mine, but not her breasts. They spilled over the sides, and I managed to stroke her nipple. They were like pebbles, and I pushed her up and bit them gently.

“Arrh,” she cried out as she started to shake.

It made me want to bite her more, not too hard as I eased the bites with my tongue. I slid it around her nipples, and then I gently started to suck them.

I was so fucking hard. I caressed her body as she started to moan even louder. My fingers began to long for her clitoris. As soon as they found it, I rubbed it harder as she cried out my name, “Ryder!” as if she was a virgin coming for the first time.

Her body had reacted so easily to my touch. I wasn’t ready for her to come, yet she seemed to do it so easily. I moved her jerking body on top of mine, and my dick found its way into the tunnel. I kept it just as the edge of her folds as her mouth was on top of mine.

“Alexis,” I whispered, I didn’t want to kiss her. I wanted to look into her eyes. Make it known, that I longed for her not just now, but forever.

She moved her head closer to mine slowly as if she wanted to kiss me. Instead, her tongue traced my earlobe, and it fucking turned me on. I couldn’t keep my dick on her folds any longer. It had to go in deeper. The roles were reversed, and I loved it. She was taking control, and I was losing it.

“Slow down, Alexis.” I wanted us to go slowly. I didn’t want to do what I had always done. Just get it in, come and then that was it for the night. Hard and rough. No, this needed to be slow. I needed to make sure that we connected and this moment was about us. I wanted us to be together not just for the weekend, but forever.

She squirmed, and the mood changed. “Do you still think that I am big? The dieting, jogging. I did it all for you. I thought…” she said as she rolled to the side, “That you like skinny girls.”

I laughed as I started to put my dick in her pussy at the side. Alexis has a complex about her body? Thinking that her size was the one thing that I didn’t like about her. She didn’t know me at all. Alexis thought about me back in high school, the pompous idiot that chose what woman he wanted as some part of a trophy. That was not what today was about. It was about the rest of our lives. She was so fucking wet. I couldn’t concentrate on anything but getting inside of her. I wanted Alexis. “I don’t have a preference. I am crazy about you, no matter what size.” I tried to say it with as much sincerity as possible, but right now all I could do was show her how I felt about her body.

I wanted all of her as she smiled leaning into me. I thrust deeper inside of her as I rolled on top of her. She wrapped her legs around me as we got lost inside each other. I didn’t care if she was on birth control. Shit, Alexis having my baby would be welcomed with open arms.

It would be a celebration. I thrust harder inside of her and realized that I was about to come. I tried to hold on, but I couldn’t.

I blurted out, “I’m fucking coming.”

She started to scream louder as I kept her butt firmly in place and pumped her hard. I was tired, so fucking exhausted. I came to the edge. Normally that would be round one, and I would be ready to go again, but this was the first time in a long time that I’d had sex. I couldn’t remember the last time I even had a fucking erection. I didn’t think it was possible.

She started to relax as she whispered, “Twice in one day for my first time.”

I couldn’t believe my ears as my sperm shot inside of her. Did she just say she was a virgin? She wasn’t acting like a virgin, but then as I took her, she was quite timid. I just thought she was inexperienced, not a virgin.

“Alexis you don’t need to be kind,” I realized what she must be doing. Trying to make me feel better. I felt embarrassed that I came so quickly. Normally, I could hold on for a bit longer, but this time I couldn’t resist.

She dismissed my resistance as she replied, “I’m not. And this is only the beginning. I want more. So much more.”

As I kissed her on the forehead, both cheeks, and eventually her lips, I said, “You better believe it. I need a little rest, but I am not letting you go, Alexis White.”

“Good, I wouldn’t want you to.”

I rolled to the side, and I held onto her tightly as I fell asleep and her head rested on my chest. Her leg was wrapped around mine. While we’d made love, I thought I felt my toes curling up as I came. It was something that used to happen before. I tried moving my toes again, yet nothing.

Did it only happen when I was aroused?

Was being with Alexis the whole start of a new era?

If my toes did curl, that could mean this is a phase. I would walk again. The idea of it brought a smile of content. No a smile of fucking happiness. I was with Alexis naked in this hotel room. I could stay like this forever. I just hoped it was enough for her too.