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“That’s it, kitten, purr for me.”
“You’re mine, Katrina. This pussy? It’s mine. Your pleasure? All fucking mine. Your body? Mine. The sooner you get this and realize that’s not changing, the better.”
It’s fucking beautiful, her breasts swaying with each movement, her soft curves against my hard lines, her dark hair a mess all over her shoulder and my hand. Her eyes are wide, pupils dilated, locked on mine.
You can tell yourself this is going to end until you pass out, but when you wake up, I’ll still be here, waiting for you. Because you’re mine. And I take care of what’s mine, be it your body or your mind. We gotta get your mind straight, but right now, you can watch me control your body.”
“Watch,” I whisper, nipping her ear. “Watch me make you come. Watch the control I have on your body. Every part of you has given into me, knows your mine to your bones, except for your beautiful mind. We’ll get you there, though.”
“I know. Because I love you.” The world stops spinning. My blood stops pumping, and my heart stops beating. I stop breathing.
“I think I’ve loved you since you first walked into my office, that little purple skirt and suit jacket. You were a . . . breath of fresh air. You didn’t care who I was. Fuck, you made fun of me in your interview, asking if I ever smiled.”
“I think that’s been your issue all along. You hide the parts of you you think people won’t like, the chaos and the mess and the brat, and when you start to show little pieces of you, you’re scared people will prove you right. Or you find some other reason to write them off, to say they give you the ick.”
The more you show me, the more I love you, Kat.”
“You hid your heart from me. You hid your softness. You hid the part of you I want to protect most of all. And if you let me, Katrina, I’ll do it forever, protect your soft spot. I’ll do it until you’re so tired of me, and then I’ll work to keep protecting it, because I know that just means somehow, I got deeper and you’re scared again.”
I wonder if that’s why I love him, why I’ve fallen for him against all odds. He doesn’t tell me there’s nothing to be scared of, doesn’t say I’m being silly. He doesn’t even try to comfort me or ask me to clarify. He just tells me it’s okay, that my feelings are valid. He lets me trust my gut, lets me feel anything I’m feeling, then helps me work around it, not through it, when I’m ready.
I’ll work to the bone on this, on us, if it means I get to kiss you whenever I want, if I get to see your face when you’re sleeping in my bed, if I get to hear your laugh in my home. If I get to love you, I’ll do what I have to do to keep you, Katrina.”
Something about being wrapped up in Theo’s strong arms always makes me feel like I’m safe and I’m home.
“Your stuff isn’t clutter. It’s life. Bring your life into my place, Kat. It’s been lonely and dead for so long.” My heart pulses. “I love you,” he whispers against my lips. “I want this for real. Forever. I want to date for real. I want to let Judy plan some chaotic wedding, but I’m telling you now, I want a simple ceremony. Just us and our closest people. I know your girls have to be there, and your parents. My sister would riot if she wasn’t there, same with Jeff and Judy, but that’s it. The reception can be wild and crazy and chaos.”
