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I thread my fingers through her hair and draw her closer to me, inhaling the faintest scent of wisteria. And when my lips meet hers, it feels like coming home.

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CHAPTERTWENTY-SIX

Eden

Sergio sendsme to wait for him.

At first, I'm a little surprised. Everywhere I turn, he’s there, watching over me.

He doesn’t know that I know he’s also part of the guard that keeps an eye on me and Starla, but I wouldn’t expect anything less from him.

I don’t blame him, either. After all that we’ve been through, I like the certainty of his presence, too.

So I do what he says. I go in the private room he’s reserved as ours and wait for him.

It isn't until I'm kneeling on the lush, carpeted floor alone, my butt resting on the bottoms of my feet, my hands in my lap, that I realize… This night is monumental for us.

We haven't been together—truly, intimately, together—since before we rescued Starla.

Sergio told me that there was an entire world he wanted to show me, and it was just waiting for us. I don't know what's going to happen next.

But I know that I trust him.

I know that I love him.

I know that we won't let anyone or anything pull us apart, ever again.

My pulse begins to slow while I wait for him, my nerves settling.

I breathe in deeply, acutely aware that I can’t hear anything outside these soundproofed walls, nothing at all save my steady breaths.

Trust.

Trust.

I trust him.

It's so easy to say, "I trust you."

It's a lot harder to actually let go.

And maybe that was one of my lessons in all this – to learn that if I trust him, it’s because he values me and loves me. That he has nothing but my very best interests in mind. I trust that he’s reliable and honest, that he’s truthful and open. That as a man of integrity, he safeguards me when I’m at my most vulnerable.

The door opens. Muffled footsteps precede the silent clink of the door being shut and locked.

"Beautiful."

Obediently, submissively, I keep my head down.

"Thank you, sir."

I love submitting to him. There’s a deep, abiding thread of eroticism in submitting to him. It feels so good to call him sir.

With Sergio, I become my true self, completely vulnerable and at his mercy. It's the most intimate experience of my life.

"Take your clothes off, sweetheart."

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