Coming Home Pt, 2 HERE
"I think what you're looking for is someone you can let your guard down with." He stood up, and taking her hand, led her over to the bottom of the stairs. He looked into her eyes, and she met his gaze. Something passed between them that made her shiver.
"Cat. I am not like any man you have ever been with. I won't take you for granted, or disappear after tonight. I won't sit back and let you take the lead, but I also won't beat you down. I want to give you a safe place to be yourself, and I'd like it if you'd learn to trust me, to lean on me." They climbed the stairs, and she followed him quietly to a door at the end of the hall. He opened it for her, and closed it softly behind them.
There was soft light coming in through the window from the light out by the barn. He turned on a small lamp on a table. A large brass bed sat under the window in front of them, a chair next to the lamp table to their right. A homemade quilt spread out on the bed in beautiful blues and greens made the room feel inviting. He turned her around to face him.
Wordlessly, he reached out to hold her face in his hands. Looking into her eyes for the longest time, he finally leaned down and kissed her. She could smell his cologne, a subtle, spicy scent. His kiss was warm, soft. He ended the kiss and reached slowly to take the hem of her shirt in her hands.
"Trust me, Cat. I know you've heard it before, but I know what you need." He slowly pulled her shirt off over her head, and she didn't try to stop him. He dropped her shirt into the chair, and reached around to unfasten her bra, watching her eyes.
Cat felt completely sober now, and a need for this man was growing rapidly. She did feel she could trust him, but it was her own reactions she wasn't trusting in right now. She'd never felt this connection with a man before, like an electrical current being completed somehow when he touched her, or even looked at her. Her defenses were melting away, and that in itself scared her.
He dropped her bra onto the chair and slowly cupped her full breasts with his hands. He rolled her nipples between his fingers, pinching just a little harder than was comfortable, and she thought her knees were going to buckle. leaning down to kiss her, he unzipped the zipper of her jeans, popping the button open with his thumb. Never breaking the kiss, he slid his hand into her jeans, down to rub his fingers along her swollen lips through the cotton of her panties.
A moan escaped her throat and she held on to his upper arms to steady herself. He pushed the jeans down now, and she stepped out of them. Leading her to the bed, he sat her down, and began removing his own clothing. As he took off his shirt, she reached out to lay a hand on his chest, but he held her wrist and shook his head, no. When he was naked he spoke.
"Cat, I want to take care of you, but you will have to let me. Trust me.Tonight wasn't the only night I've seen you in that bar. You are here because I could see you are tired of always being the strongest one in a relationship, I get that. Let me take it from here. Give your body to me, let it be mine."
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