He leaned to the

side, putting most of his weight on one arm while the other pushed a few

strands of hair away from the side of my face. 

“I love you and want to care for you.”  

His hand traveled up to touch the inside of my wrist.  “These scars were made from him, not me.  I’ll never bind you with rope, handcuffs, or

anything that could cause damage to your perfect skin.  How someone could do this so callously is

beyond me?”

My panic began to

subside, and I felt myself relax. 

His eyes were

warm, his hands tender caresses to my skin, as he asked, “Can you trust me?”

I didn’t have to

think long about my answer.  “You’re the

first man I’ve been able to trust since my divorce.  The only one I’d trust with my soul.”

His eyes sparkled

as he leaned down and kissed me gently, “I trust you with mine as well.  If I didn’t, I wouldn’t have let you go

ballistic on my ass with that flogger.” 

He quirked a lopsided smile that melted my heart.  At that moment, I didn’t know where this

crazy ride we were on was leading, but I knew I wanted it to be with him. 

I felt remorseful

about earlier.  “I can’t express how

sorry I am about…”

His finger came up

to silence me as he shook his head. 

“It’s done.  It’s over with.  We’ll never make mention of it again.  Tonight is all about you.  I want your complete surrender to me.  I want to keep your arms bound with a silk

scarf and your eyes focused on mine.  I

want you to know that I’m the one in charge. 

It’s my face you’ll associate with pleasure, pulling every possible

orgasm out of this body that I can, leaving you spent and craving more.  What do you say, love?”

“Yes, my

love.  Yes, Sir.”

His lips crushed

mine as his hands circled underneath my shoulders, pulling me onto him even

harder.  He’d finally released my lips,

leaning over me saying, “Eyes on me, darling. 

I want you to know how perfect we are together.  I’m the one bringing you this pleasure and no

one else.  Your mine, Marjorie!  Say it, love.” 

The love and intensity

in his eyes held me captive.  I felt our

souls and body connect on a level I’d never encountered.  I couldn’t tell where either of us began or

ended.  The sensations building inside of

me were different than before.  His

movements were sweet, gentle, yet claiming all at once. 

“Your mine now,

Marjorie.  Come for me, love.  Be one with me, now.”  His words were a beacon of light to me,

freeing me from the dark confines of my past, knowing that with him I could

finally open myself up to new things and allow him to guide me.  I knew with Ethan, I’d be safe. 

I cried as my

muscles locked down on him, sending electrical waves of current throughout my

entire body.  His lips sealed over mine,

absorbing my cries of passion while he pumped into me one last time. Feeling

the intensity of his release, I wrapped my legs tightly around his waist not

wanting him to separate from me. 

Fireworks

continued to go off behind my eyes, for what seemed like an eternity.  Our breath was nearly spent. He finally broke

off our kiss and collapsed into my neck. 

“My god, I love you, woman.  I’m

addicted to every part of you.”

I felt my body

relax onto the sheets, not caring anymore that my wrists were bound together

and over my head.  All I felt was utter

peace and tranquility.  I let out a

ragged breath, “I love you too.    I’m

completely captivated by your mind, body, and soul.”