I needed her – by my side, in my bed, in my heart. That was all. Everything else stemmed from her – Sophie, a real family, a home rather than an empty sterile house.
If I had her, I had everything.
I squeezed her breast and kissed it, then ran my hand down her back to her nice round buttock, which I squeezed lasciviously. I pulled her more tightly against me so she could feel my growing erection.
She groaned when I pressed it against her pussy, her eyes pressed tightly closed.
"Open your eyes," I said firmly. She did immediate
ly and it was at that moment that I also realized that Kate still needed D/s. My control over her excited her, released her, freed her to feel everything. So, while I no longer needed D/s, she did and I would never deny her anything.
So, I didn't.
Dinner at O’Riley’s was what it always was – loud, filled with good-natured ribbing of each other, great food, and lots of everything, especially love.
Mrs. O held Sophie most of the evening, insisting on giving her a bottle when Sophie was due to be fed. The younger O’Riley cousins hung around Sophie, holding out toys for her to play with and talking to her. The rest of us went over our year, and past years together, reminiscing and generally appreciating what we had.
Kate enjoyed herself, Sophie was a model baby, and I got to say goodbye to the family that had been the only real one I knew until I met Kate and spent time with her family.
We returned home after a tearful goodbye on Mrs. O’s part, with promises to come back again once we returned – if we returned to Manhattan.
Once we were finally home and inside our apartment on 8th Avenue, we stood in the midst of the boxes that were packed, labeled and ready to be picked up the next morning, before our late afternoon drive to the airport.
“I can’t believe we’re actually leaving,” Kate said with a sigh.
“Was that a sigh of contentment or one of regret?” I asked, reaching for the car seat to take a sleeping Sophie upstairs to her room.
“Neither,” Kate replied and handed the car seat over to me. “Fatigue. I’ve been so busy trying to wrap up our lives here, packing, planning, shipping, that I’m looking forward to two weeks at my dad’s so we can unwind before we have to start unpacking our new place.”
“Me, too. We haven’t had a real holiday for a while. I’ll put Sophie to bed.”
Kate went to the living room and turned on the television while I took Sophie upstairs. I laid her down in the crib and covered her with her blankets. She sucked away on her pacifier and didn’t even open her eyes once, worn out from all the attention she got at the O’Riley’s.
Then, after checking my email, I went to where Kate was sitting drinking a glass of water.
“Well, Mrs. Morgan, are you ready for this?”
She turned to me and smiled. “As ready as I’ll ever be. I’m sure there’s something we’ve forgotten.”
She changed channels and came upon a news story about the Richardson murder case. I was so glad that I was no longer involved in that whole business and felt a pang of regret for Derek. It was because of our mutual connection through Lisa that he was dead and that brought on some guilt on my part. Perhaps my texts to him about Lisa got him into trouble. He may have felt some responsibility to warn NYU about Lisa and that got him killed.
“Poor Derek,” Kate said. “He was only trying to do the right thing in warning the department about her instability.”
“When you run into someone like Lisa, it’s always risky. These kinds of people leave a trail of bloody and broken bodies in their wake. None of us saw her for what she was until it was too late. We’re lucky you and Sophie are alive.”
Kate turned to me and then crept into my arms, straddling my hips.
“Mmm, Ms. Bennet, to what do I owe this development?”
Kate smiled and kissed me. “I was just thinking that we’re so lucky you were extra cautious and hired that security company to provide me with a guard.” She leaned back and brushed hair off my face. “If I had been alone, who knows if we would have survived? My guard had paramedic training. He saved my life, and Sophie’s.”
“He did.”
We kissed and soon, the kiss turned to so much more.
“I need you,” I said, my body ready, my heart beating faster.
“I’m yours,” was all Kate said in reply.