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“I need you, Gideon,” I whispered softly against his lips.
“Then you shall have me,” he replied, pressing our foreheads together. He turned the water off, grabbing a towel and helping me from the shower stall. With a gentleness that touched the depth of my soul, he dried me off slowly, kissing parts of my body as he moved the fluffy towel over my skin.
I touched the top of his head as he knelt below me, drying my legs off slowly. He lifted his head, looking at me with eyes full of the same emotion I was feeling.
“I need you now, Gideon,” I whispered.
“Come, love,” he whispered, standing and kissing the back of my hand as he led me into the hallway. We had only made it halfway to the bedroom when I tugged him back, stopping his progression. “Naomi?” he asked, his brow furrowed in confusion.
“I need to be clear,” I said with a deep, heavy breath.
“Okay?” he questioned, turning to me and taking my hands in his.
“When I say I need you, I mean that I need all of you,” I began through the lump that had risen in my throat. This wasn’t easy. But, then again, none of this had been. “I need all of you, Gideon. Every part of you. Tonight.”
“I don’t think I understand,” he slowly worded.
“I need Gideon the husband…andGideon the Dominant.” I steeled myself to say the words, squaring my shoulders off. This was what I wanted, and I needed to be as upfront and blatant as he had been with me.
“Naomi, I’m not so sure that’s a good idea. After my father was here…” he trailed off, a pained expression on his face.
“That’s just it, Gideon. Your father was here, and that was awful. Butyouare here. You asked me in our last scene to trust you. And I did. I trusted you to be the Dominant you said you were. You proved that ten times over. And while it is still a scary thing to trust at that level, it showed me more than just your word,” I began to explain.
“What do you mean?” he asked quietly.
“I mean, that experience with you showed me what it was like to give over. I want to explore that, even if it scares me. I still want to go slow, but I want to try. And tonight, I need that. I need to know that I can give over to you and that you’ll keep me safe. That’s all you’ve ever done, Gideon. You’ve kept your word and kept me safe through all of this. Tonight, I want that with you. Please,” I implored him, hoping that my impassioned words would convince him we could do this. Even tonight. Even after everything that had happened.
He looked at me for a moment, his golden eyes searching mine as he thought over my words. Finally, he sighed.
“Then that is what we will do.” The small smile he gave me filled me with joy and hope. “Would you rather do it here in the house or out on the boat?”
I thought over his question.
“I think I’d rather do it here. Is that okay?” I asked. He leaned forward, kissing me soundly on the lips.
“That would be perfection,” he murmured against my lips. “Wait here and I will get the things we need.”
I waited until he had gone down the stairs and out of the front door before I entered our bedroom. I dressed myself quickly. It was a simple dress, nothing fancy, but it helped to curb the embarrassment of being naked while I waited. It was happening. We were going to scene again, and somehow, it felt like this was the first real time we would do this. The first time had been a complete heat of the moment thing. The second, we had actually talked about kink. All the cards were on the table, as far as our play went, and it had taught me that I could trust him. This time, there was nothing left to hide. Everything was out in the open. Every bitter, brutal detail. And still, we were choosing to come together and do this.
I think that was what stunned me the most. He had told me about the depth of a power exchange, but now I was feeling it for the first time. Like he had said in the shower, I was enough, just as I was. Ichoseto give over my power for a time. To let him take over and let me rest.
Rest.
That part struck me more than almost anything else. When he took over, I didn’t have to think. I didn’t have to do anything but feel and submit. I hadn’t done it yet in our play, but tonight would be different. Tonight, I would let go and trust him. I knew it wouldn’t be easy, but Gideon had me. He had said it. He had proven it. Time and time again.
“Naomi?” he called from the front door.
“Up here,” I answered, sitting on the end of the bed as I heard his footsteps climb the stairs. My heart thundered in my chest as the weight of what we were about to do settled over me.
“Hi,” he said with a wide grin as he entered the room, a black bag in hand. “I want to show you what I’ve chosen for tonight. To make sure you’re okay with everything.”
He set the bag down on the bed, opening it and pulling out several items. Rope and toys, a pair of scissors. My eyes widened as each item was pulled from the bag.
“I want to use rope on you tonight,” he explained, holding up two sets of a beautiful emerald green rope. “I want to do it a little differently, though. I want to tie you in a harness. Your arms and legs will be free.”
“That doesn’t make sense to me,” I muttered, confused by his words.
“I want to tie a harness around you, here,” he spoke, his voice deep and rich as he ran his fingertips over my chest, across my ribcage, and then back up to my neck. “Your hands will be free.”
