Page 65 of Inherited Light
She moaned loudly, her chest vibrating the tender bud in my mouth. “Ren, my breasts are my new erogenous zone. If you suckle too hard the party will be over before it gets started.”
I tugged on the nipple gently until it fell from my lips as I locked eyes with her. “Your new erogenous zone?” I asked, confused from the passion clouding my mind.
“Since my paralysis and the spotty return of sensation down below, I’ve found my nipples are far more sensitive than they used to be,” she said, her voice going up an octave as I suckled the other one, my head filling with the scent of her.
She fought with my boxers until they were at my thighs, then she grasped hold of my hardness and ran it up and down in her hand. My knees were shaking and I didn’t want to release too soon. I grasped her hand and held it still.
“Let me get my boxers off and then I want you to tell me exactly what to do so you’re safe with no pain.” I said, making quick work of the cotton boxers.
Kneeling to get the material off my legs put me in a compromising position and she took advantage of it, turning her head and taking me into her mouth the way I had her. It took all my concentration to focus on how turned on she was to be pleasing me, not to lose it.
“My God, Cat, you have a hidden sexy side I’m quickly falling in love with.”
She laughed naughtily and it reverberated through my soul like an electric shock. As soon as I could, I carefully wiggled myself from her mouth and positioned the pillows the way the pictures showed. “Will this work?” I asked, kissing and nipping her breasts as I slipped a hand between her legs. “Can you feel me holding you?”
She never answered me, instead began to writhe under me, her cries as I rubbed giving me more pleasure than anything I’ve ever experienced before. I was hooked on Cat Chávez and there was no way I would ever be the same.
“I’m proud of you, Ren,” Tabitha said as she drove into the parking lot of the bank.
“Because?” I asked, undoing my seatbelt.
“You’re organizing your priorities. I wish I had been able to do that at your age.”
I patted her shoulder. “Don’t get down on yourself, Tab. Sometimes we go through certain things in life because we need those experiences to reach a new goal, and then a new one and a new one. Selling Mabel’s car allows me to reach a new goal. I honestly believe this was the purpose behind why she left the car to me in the first place.”
She nodded as though she were pondering what I had said. “You’re right. Mabel never got hung up on possessions. She left the one thing she loved in this world to the person who needed him most.”
“Brutus,” I said. “Though, I’ve decided over the past years, she loved all of us. Maybe not in the typical ‘grandma making pies and wearing aprons’ kind of way, but she did the best she could for us. She experienced some terrible things in the service, but we didn’t understand PTSD then like we do now. I think it’s safe to say she suffered from PTSD in the worst way. What we saw as her attachment to only an animal proved to be her lifeline. In the end, she made us think about who we are and who we want to be in the future.”
Tabitha nodded and drummed her fingers on the steering wheel. “The only one of us who straight up had a plan after high school was Cinn, as much as I hate to admit it. She had her life together long before we did, or at least I did. You were barely out of high school and didn’t need to have your life together, but here you are, already taking the next step in life.”
“Cinn had her life together because it already fell apart once. I asked her about it and she told me there wasn’t a choice in what she would do in life once she couldn’t tour anymore. She had to teach or she wouldn’t find a way out of her depression. Cinn sees life a whole lot differently than we do.”
"All I'm saying is most guys your age wouldn't sell their sports car to start a business,” she said shrugging one shoulder.
"The car is fun to drive, but also anxiety ridden every time I take it out,” I explained. “Even a small fender bender is going to cost big money to repair."
"I guess I didn't think about what it costs to run it, but you're right. I wish I had more money in my bank account. I would love to cut some expenses while I get the business off the ground."
I took her hand off the wheel and held it. "I haven't forgotten my promise to build the display cases. I found a glass company I can buy the panes for each case from. They’ll be a little bit more expensive in the end, but also better quality and strikingly unique. I plan to do a beautiful inlay throughout the edges of the case. Your shop will be as beautiful as the jewelry within the cases."
She hugged me over the console. Hugs from Tabitha used to be weird, but over the last few years we've gotten closer to each other. It’s hard to expect two kids who barely knew each other to form any kind of bond when there was such an age difference between us. But watching her since the incident with the dog park has given me a different perspective. She’s trying to figure out life the same way we all are. I decided to cut her some slack and get to know who she is now and who she wants to be.
I had an idea, and without thinking threw it out there. "You mentioned cutting costs. Would you be interested in my apartment? It's small but the rent is half what you're paying now, and there are no utilities to pay except phone and cable. As a bonus, you get free meals."
Her eyebrows went up, surprised by the offer. "You're moving?"
I nodded, knowing she wouldn't like what I had to say next, but I said it anyway. "I'm moving in with Cat, but my lease doesn't expire for three months."
Her mouth was hanging open and I closed her lower jaw with my finger. “You’re moving in with Cat?” she repeated and I nodded.
“She asked me to move in. I’ve been staying there with her for the last few weeks as the police worked to locate the suspect in Xavier’s murder.”
“Is the move temporary? You haven’t known Cat long.”
I shook my head. “No, the move would not be temporary. I love her, Tabitha, and she loves me.”
“You love her, knowing her less than a month?” she asked unimpressed.
