Page 109 of Sweet Possession
I was finally beginning to breathe a bit easier.
Today was one of those days where she had to work for her money. Ihad things on my mind.
“And how are things with you and Fox?”Melissa asked after I’djustfinished telling her every little detail about the cake I’d made for a bachelorette party.
She knew I was avoiding the topic at hand.
“Okay, I guess,”I shrugged, not meeting her eye.
“Just okay?”
“Yeah, it’s fine,”I replied, fiddling my fingers in my lap. I lookedat her, finding an amused grin on her lips and her brow arched. I sighed.“Okay, not totally fine.”
“I didn’t think so,”she said.“Do you want to talk about it?”
My cheeks heated. Was it acceptable to ask your therapist aboutsex?
Only one way to find out.
“He, erm…he hasn’t really touched me since that night. I mean, we kiss and we cuddle, but…”
“But you haven’t had sex?” she replied softly. I shook my head. “And why might that be?”
I shrugged again, the ability to speak seemingly lost. Melissa didn’tsay anything. I’d learned her trick though. If she sat in silence long enough, she knew I’d speak.
Sure enough…
“It’s like he thinks I’m going to break again.”
“Have you told him you won’t?”she said, making it sound so damnobvious.“Because from everything you’ve told me aboutFox, it sounds to methathe is waiting for you to tell him you’re ready to be intimate again. He’s never rushed you before, Cora. My guess isthathe is patiently waiting untilyoulet him know you are ready.”
I knew she was right, and truthfully, I had no clue why I hadn’t toldhim. It was like I had a mental block any time I tried to approach the subject.
“He looks at me like I’m a shard of fragile glassthatis going to breakat the slightest touch. I try to tell him, but all I see is worry in his eyes, and I…I hate seeing it there. I want things to go back to how they were before, when he couldn’t keep his hands off me.”
Melissa closed her notebook, her signalthatour time was nearly up.“My advice, Cora? If you can’t tell him you won’t break, show him.”
Her advice rang in my ears as we said our goodbyes. It churned inmy mind when I visited the bathroom, and it repeated over and over again as I stared at my reflection while I washed my hands.
Show him.
I wanted my Daddy back. I missed exploring my limits with him. I missed the way he wouldworship my body. I missed the feeling of him moving inside me.
I missedhim.
The thought of him being inside me made my core clench to life, afeeling I hadn’t had for almost a month. Determination coursed through me as an idea popped into my head.
Dipping back into the cubicle, I slid my panties off from undermy summer dress, balling them up in my fist. Taking a breath, telling myself I could do this, I headed out to the car park where Fox was waiting. He dropped me off and picked me up from every session, always asking how it went.
The car park was at the rear of Melissa’s clinic, surrounded by tallbrick walls. As I came out of the clinic, I scanned the car park, finding Fox’s car was the only car present.
Perfect.
“Hey, baby girl. How was your session?”Fox said when I slid into thepassenger seat.
I leaned over to kiss him.“It was fine, Daddy.”
He raised a brow. Normally, I’d give him a lot more detail thanthat.Figuring I didn’t want to talk, he went to start the ignition.
