Slipping my hand behind his head and into his hair, I open up a place inside me I didn’t even know existed. Maybe I kept it locked up tight to protect myself from the threat of it never being filled by my family. I couldn’t feel empty if its doors were secured shut. Right now, though, it's like I’ve let a river in. Each worshipful kiss Pete gives me, each careful delve he makes into my body, each gentle caress of my chest, my stomach, or my cheek—I stow it all away into that secret place, accepting it with open arms. My heart is full. So damn full.
