wearing a short black lace
nightgown. He was standing at the end of bed and turned when he heard the door
open. I slowly walked to him and he reached out to touch my face.
“Norah, you are so beautiful,” he whispered. No other words
were spoken. We fell into each other’s arms and made love all night. This was
different than the rough sex at the wedding or in the hotel. It was different
from the kinky sex we had on the plane on our trip over. We took our time,
cherished each other, really touched each other, and looked in each other’s
eyes.
We laid on our sides looking at each other. We were both
naked only covered by a sheet. He reached out and tucked some of my hair behind
my ear, but we still didn’t say anything. It was like he was just as confused
as to how to proceed as I was. Finally, he said something.
“Did I tell you Jane went back to Will?” he spoke softly.
“No. What? When did that happen?” I asked.
“About two months ago. She just showed up, saying how sorry
she was, and how she wanted him to take her back.”
“Really? I thought she hated him?”
I wanted to ask him if this meant he had forgiven Will for
what he had done to me, but I didn’t want to start an argument.
“I did too. But I guess she enjoyed her life with him more
than she really knew.” He paused and cleared his throat. “She was sad when she
heard we weren’t together anymore.” I lowered my eyes.
“I was so sad and miserable without you, Norah. I wondered
every day what you were doing, who you were with, and I wanted to call you so
bad.”
“I moved in with Tiffany and Jason. They have a room over
the garage, so I stayed there.” I took a deep breath. “At first I didn’t want
to do anything. I just knew you were coming back for me.” He reached out and
touched my face. “Finally, I went out and got a job at a restaurant, and tried
to have some kind of life.” I paused again. “Then I got your email, and the
pain started all over again.”
“Baby, I am so sorry.”
“I know. It’s alright now. But it hurt so badly then,
thinking you didn’t want me, thinking you were moving on with someone else.”
“I never didn’t want you, Norah. And moving on with someone
else was never gonna happen. It was a very lonely four months for me too. But being
with someone else wasn’t an option for me.”
“I was so happy to see you at Rebecca’s wedding, but I just
wanted to play hard to get.” I laughed.
“Well I don’t think it would have been as much fun as it was
if you had just submitted to me right from the beginning.” He laughed too. We
both stopped talking and just looked at each other again. I reached out and
touched his chest and he took my hand in his.
“Is that what you want? I mean, how we were in Houston, is
that how you want things now?” I asked the question that had been on my mind
since we landed. How did he want me to act now? Was he deeper in the Dominant
world now? Was I going to be his true slave?
“Is that what you want?” he asked back. I shrugged my
shoulders.
“I don’t know. I liked role playing like that. It was
empowering and very stimulating. But I can’t imagine being that aggressive all
the time. And I can’t imagine you being that forward and rude all the time
either.” He laughed.
“Rude? Is that how you would describe it?”
“Well I didn’t want to ruin the mood by calling you an
asshole,” I moved a little closer to him. He wrapped his arms around my waist
and rolled me on top of him.
“I like us the way we are now. I just like being with you
the way you are naturally, Norah. I like what we had before. I liked having you
as my submissive and my girlfriend and equal. We worked it out before, we can
work it out again.” He paused and kissed me. “But I have to say, I do like the
rebellious slave game too.” We kissed again. “I don’t want you to be scared of
me, you know I would never hurt you. I would never do anything to you I thought
you