about the extent of Emma’s experience, and Cain didn’t want to make a wrong move.
“I want you to stay.”
“Come here a minute, baby.” She opened her arms and waited for Emma to move. When her arms wrapped around naked skin she felt Emma relax. “Do you mind if we talk for a minute?”
“No.” Emma sounded so nervous Cain’s libido cooled.
“Let’s sit down.” In a chair with her limpet, she put her fingers under Emma’s chin so she could see her eyes. “You’re the woman I’m going to spend my life with, that’s how I feel about you. If you want the same thing, no one will ever share my bed or my life until it’s over.”
“Thank you for saying that, honey.”
“There’s a reason, and it isn’t what you think. Because I want to spend all my life with you, sweetling, I can be patient. When we make love, it’s going to be the right decision for both of us.”
“Don’t you want to?”
She smiled and placed her palm on Emma’s cheek. “More than anything, but I’m willing to wait. I love you, Emma, and because I do, it means I’ll wait as long as it takes.”
Emma closed her eyes and leaned farther into Cain’s caress. “You do?”
“More than anyone or anything else.”
“Could you say it again?” Emma asked as she looked into the eyes she adored.
“I love you, Emma, so very much.”
“I love you too, and I want you to show me.” Emma leaned back a little and moved to straddle Cain’s lap. Then she picked up a big hand and placed it over one of her breasts.
The move lit a flame in Cain that truly never went out. She got out of the chair and felt Emma’s legs tighten around her waist as they moved to the bedroom. To get Emma to feel even more at ease, she had her lover unbutton her own linen shirt and push it off her shoulders. They both moaned when skin met skin for the first time.
“Tell me if I do something that makes you uncomfortable, okay?” Cain’s words were some of the last they spoke.
Emma lifted her hips and helped remove her skirt. She was hungry for Cain to put her hands on her body and sate the need growing between her legs. They had touched her before to help her out of chairs, or to hold one of hers when they sat in a dark theater, and sometimes through her clothes when they shared some quiet time in her apartment, but tonight Cain’s hands felt hot.
Cain moved her hands constantly, never keeping them in any one place too long, which was driving Emma insane. As much as she wanted the hand to drift lower, any other need melted away when Cain lowered her head and sucked on her right nipple until it grew hard.
“Please don’t stop.” She clamped her hands around Cain’s head and held her in place. Touching herself had never brought this kind of intensity.
“Relax for me, honey.”
“Cain, relaxed is the last thing I’m feeling right now.” She really wanted to whack the side of Cain’s head when she heard the low chuckle, but doing so might pull the lips away from her body, and that just wouldn’t do. “Could you take your clothes off for me, honey? I want to feel you when you’re loving me.”
Hovering a little over her, Cain pulled her mouth away, which made her open her eyes.
“I love you.” After Cain made the declaration, which she had never made to anyone outside her family, she unbuckled her belt and shed the rest of her clothes. When Cain lay back down, Emma moaned as a trailing hand moved down to her most intimate place.
Cain took her time running her fingers through the silky wet heat, encouraging Emma to move with her to increase her pleasure. Just as slowly and gently, she moved her finger to the opening and her thumb to the hard clitoris, to help ease any discomfort Emma felt at first.
“Look at me, sweetling. This the first night we give ourselves to each other, but the commitment that goes with this honor is one I’m going to take a lifetime living up to.”
Emma gazed up at her and pulled Cain’s head down so she could kiss her. This was how she’d always dreamed this night would go. Cain didn’t disappoint by talking to her as she loved her. The talk of commitment and love made her glad she had waited. Giving herself to Cain was the best gift she could bestow. “Please, honey, make me yours.”
Emma tightened her hands on Cain’s shoulders as she broke through the barrier of her innocence, and again as the most unbelievable sensation of pleasure washed through her. Before the night was over she was hoarse from screaming Cain’s name into the darkened apartment, and when they went to sleep, she felt very well loved.
Emma remembered how Cain had held her and whispered how much she loved her when the intensity of the moment had driven her to tears. One of the most beautiful nights of her life had started with Cain standing under her window.
The woman standing in the yard now had nothing to do with romance or gentleness. Emma had only one thought in her head, and the possibility of it being true made her feel like someone had poured a bucket of cold water over her soul.
Chapter Fifteen
Emma stood as frozen as Cain was down in the yard, unsure of whether to go out and try to talk to her. Her breathing started to slow when Cain seemed to realize where she was and went back inside. She noticed something different about Cain’s behavior, and she had two days to figure out what it was.
