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She smiles. “Are you ever going to show off what’s mine without my permission again?”
My molars grind, and I desperately want to argue with her. Icanbe submissive. Right now, I desperately want to make her mine. But I can’t do that if I want to come.
“No.”
She tilts her head. “No…”
I fight to hold back my smile. “No, Madame,” I say obstinately.
“Good girl,” she replies, and I know she does it just to drive me wild. Mad or horny…I’m not sure which.
Placing the vibrator where our bodies meet, she drives me straight to the edge again. Only this time, she doesn’t pull away, and I fly over the cliff, throwing my head back as I come undone.
Judging by the shudder in her legs and the groan from her lips, she’s right there with me. We are clutched so tightly together my muscles grow sore, and it becomes hard to breathe.
After my climax crests, she releases my arms and they fall to my sides. Then she collapses on top of me.
“Holy shit,” I mutter, feeling my heartbeat pulsing in my skull.
“Yeah,” she replies, pressing her face to my neck. When she lifts up, our eyes meet again.
I wonder if she feels it too. I hope it’s not just me, but I truly feel like I get to see a part of Eden no one else gets. Well, no one but Clay.
We have become her safe space. We will always protect her and keep her, but does she know that? Does she even know how important she is to us?
Our eyes meet in a burning gaze, and it just feels like the right time. Here’s my opening.
Isn’t she the one who taught me to be open and bold about what I want?
“Eden, I—”
Her eyes fill with panic in one split second. “We should go,” she says, quickly cutting me off.
I feel blindsided, my mouth hanging open in surprise.
I don’t know if it’s because she didn’t know what I was about to say…or because she did.
Judging by the way she climbs off the bed without a word and starts putting on her clothes without looking at me, I assume it’s because she did.
Is Eden still running away from her feelings? From love and commitment? Is being in a relationship really that scary? I don’t understand and maybe I’m still fired up from our little sex brawl a few moments ago, but I’m tired of letting her just sweep things under the rug.
I climb off the bed and grab her arm, spinning her toward me. “Can you look me in the eye, please? I have something to say.”
Her brow furrows as she stares at me in confusion. Then she walks to the wall and hits a button that turns the window wall opaque so the people—who I forgot existed until this moment—can no longer see us.
Then she turns toward me with confidence. “I’m looking at you.”
But her tone is all wrong. She’s defensive already, and I haven’t even said anything.
Suddenly, I’m fumbling for the right words because, to be honest, I don’t quite know what I was about to say a moment ago. I just wanted her to know how I feel, but how do I feel?
Am I in love with her? Is that too much? Too soon?
Or do I just want her to know that I really like her?
I want her in our relationship. No, that’s not right. It wouldn’t be my and Clay’s relationship anymore. It’sourrelationship, as in all three of us.
I’m rambling…in my head.
