Page 126 of Light Up The Night
She shakes her head. "Your body wasinsidemine, Riley. We are naked together. There is no greater vulnerability than this. I simplycould notshare it with anyone else. I could not have shared it with you at all if I did not love you. I just simply cannotunderstand having sex with someone you do not know and do not love. It does not compute in my brain."
My eyes burn. "I know. Believe me when I say that I fully understand what a precious gift you are, Cadence. What a precious gift you've given me in yourself."
This melts her. "Riley, my love. I do not think you understand that I feel thatIhave been given a gift as well. You are a gift to me. You have shown me a whole new world. I know joy because of you. I know what it is to love and be loved. I know the freedom of trusting you."
"Freedom?" I echo.
"Yes," she says. "Certainly. Trust is freedom. True, real trust, like I share with you, means I am free to be absolutely and utterly myself. I am free to show you my worst self and know that I will be accepted anyway. I can be weak with you, when I have had to be strong for so long—because you know me and you accept me. I am not alone. I am seen." Her eyes water, spill. “That is a gift most precious indeed, Riley, and you have given it to me. So yes. I am free because you love me."
I blink back my own emotion. "Fuck, Cadie. You have a way of making me emotional like no one else."
She wriggles up my body, groaning and going still as she loses me. "Oh…oh, that is…ohmy." she sounds unsure.
I chuckle. "What's up?"
She makes a face. "I am…um…leaking." She shakes her head. "Not important at the moment. Riley, you honor me with your emotions. I know you are not a man who displays such emotions easily. I am proud that you feel safe enough to give them to me."
Fuck, that guts me to the core. "I feel things I didn't know were in there. Things I didn't know Icouldfeel."
"I know how that feels." She bites her lip. “I would really, really like to clean up, now."
"I've got you."
I roll so she's on her back and then pull away, get a fresh washcloth from the bathroom and wet it in warm water, bring it to her. "I, um…I've never done this part before."
She splays her thighs open, and I see my seed trickling down her seam. This makes me feel a bizarre range of emotions—pride for some stupid reason, arousal, and above all, possessiveness. I use as gentle a touch as I possibly can, swiping down her seam. I know she feels awkward, allowing me to do this—I see it in her eyes, on her face. But she lets me, watching me, blinking at me with wide eyes as I clean her folds.
When I'm done, I climb back in bed with her, pull her into my arms. "I'd like nothing more than to just stay in this bed with you for, like, at least a week."
She giggles. "I would like that as well. Although we may need snacks."
I cackle. “Yeah, snacks would be good."
She goes serious. "When I told you I was becoming hyperfixated, I was not joking, Riley." She looks up at me. "The intensity of my obsession with you is starting to worry me."
"Why would it worry you?"
"What if you get tired of me?" She bites her lip. "I am already thinking about you again. I want you again."
I boggle at her. "For real?"
She blushes. "Yes."
I laugh, pull her fully on top of me. "Sweetheart, that's the best news I've ever heard."
“Really? You…you aren't too tired?"
I flip her to her back and prowl above her. "Too tired? Babe, where you're concerned…" I slide down her body, kissing as I go. "I'll never, ever, fuckingeverbe too tired, or get tired of you."
She catches at me. "But I…you…won't you taste—?"
I swipe my tongue up her seam. "Yup."
"Is that not—?"
"Nope."
I look up at her. "Please consider this my formal invitation to attack me whenever you feel the desire. Use me, Cadence. Test me. See if can ever get enough of you."
