Page 42 of Craved By You
After dinner, we went to the lake and watched the sunset in a comfortable silence. Spring’s chill was just beginning to bite, the trees hinting at new life with their budding leaves and early blooms. The unseasonable warmth of the day that had been perfect for a sleeveless dress, was quickly fading and replaced by the need for a heavier jacket.
Colt took my hand, and for a heart-stopping moment, I thought he was going to propose regardless of how soon it was. But then he began to talk excitedly about the tour.
Six months. A long, empty six months.
??“I want you to come with me.”
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. “Colt, I have clients. I can’t just…”
He cut me off. “Haileigh has already talked to your clients and they agreed that as long as she took them on until you got back they wanted nothing more for you.” He had it all figured out.
I continued my cycle of rational thinking instead of just blurting outyeslike I wanted. “I have bills.”
“I will pay you up through the next year if you just say yes,” he pleaded and for a moment I kind of liked being on this end of things. “Or just move in with me and I’ll pay your fees for getting out of your lease early.”
I had never been off work for that long. Hell, the two weeks Haileigh had insisted on after the breakup was the longest I had ever taken. I did love the idea of getting to see the band in action out on the road, though. “I’ll think about it.”
He smirked. “You’ll say yes.”
I laid my head on his shoulder as the sun disappeared past the horizon. “Maybe.”
“Okay, I have one more surprise for you,” Colt said excitedly as he grabbed my hand and took me back to his car. When we arrived at The Shack, Chris and Ryder were leaving. They waved to us in passing but didn’t stop and say anything which made me wonder if they were in on whatever Colt had up his sleeve.
When we got inside, there were fake candles lined up on both sides of that hall leading back to where our usual play sessions took place. Since we could do pretty much whatever we wanted in his bedroom, I knew instantly what he was going to do and I couldn’t wait to feel the rope brush against my skin again. It was a feeling I hadn’teven realized that I was missing until that moment.
As we entered the space, I knew that I was right as it was set up almost identically to the first time he tied me up. There was sensual music playing in the background as we took our places. Colt raised my arms and pulled my skull print dress over my head, exposing the deep purple lingerie I was wearing beneath it.
“You’re beautiful.” He pulled me in, wrapping his arms around my waist. Our lips met in a soft and passionate kiss before he released me. “I can only imagine how stunning you’ll look in the air.”
I gulped nervously and looked up at the o-rings dangling above my head. “Suspension?”
“I think you’re more than ready.” He smiled. “But if you don’t-” ????I cut him off before I had the opportunity to change my mind.
“Let’s do it.”
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Colt
It felt like I had won the lottery.
I was still convinced that once I’d confessed everything, Astrid would still want to run. The fact she stayed, that shewantedto stay, was beyond my wildest dreams. Perhaps it was better that we were apart for a month when it all initially came out for her to somewhat process. Still, it took days of her gentle insistence and reassurance for me to truly believe we were back together. We’d been through the fire, and they say what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger. I believed it.
Astrid and I?
We could survive anything, as long as we had each other.
I wanted our six months together to be as special as she was to me. In the past, I didn’t believe in celebrating relationship milestones outside of the yearly ones. Astrid gave me a reason to want to celebrate each day.
Tonight, she’ll forge a memory that will burn into her soul. Tonight, I’ll shatter the illusion of her weight holding her back. She’s grounded now, but tonight, she’ll experience true freedom.
I asked Chris and Ryder to help me so that I could focus solely on Astrid tonight. While we were out, they were back at The Shack getting everything ready: setting up candles, placing the tables at arms reach with the rope I had chosen for the event.They even set up music so that nothing would interrupt the mood from the moment we set foot into the room.
As I removed her dress, I discovered that she had her own surprise in mind. Underneath she wore a beautiful lace piece. It hugged her curves perfectly and while I couldn’t wait to remove it, I would. Right now was about her.
I ran my hands across her exposed body as we remained in the moment. Our actions and facial expressions did the talking while the music guided the movement. I reached over and swiftly undid a coil of rope. The soft exterior would feel smooth against her skin while it worked against itself to form secure knots.
The warmth of my hands glided across her cool, pale skin as I directed the rope to where I wanted it to go. Creating a harness across her chest, I watched her breaths rise and fall to make sure that I hadn’t gone too tight. As the rope continued to gently graze against her, I noticed as I moved to her legs that goosebumps had begun to form over her skin and her nipples were hardening beneath the lace.
