Chapter 91: Over the Cliff

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*** Didn't intend this one to be so long, but... oops

Siobhan pulled into a remote area she discovered during her many solo travels before she met Roger. She would spend hours laying on the ground gazing at the stars or sitting on the edge of the cliff staring out at the calming water. This secret spot felt like freedom and that's what she craved. What she wanted most was her mind to be free from the tether Chris created that day. She found the courage to attempt to break its hold, but she didn't want to be confined by a building.

The couple always kept their favorite blanket in the car. Mainly because Siobhan was almost always cold, but they also liked spontaneous picnics as well. She put the car in park and turned to Vivian lifting her hand to her lips kissing gently. "Are you feeling adventurous?" Vivian started to chuckle, but the weight of Siobhan's words stilled her breath. "Absolutely, if it is with you." A soft smile spread across the blonde's face, "Do you trust me?" A certain glimmer shone in Siobhan's eyes. Vivian melted as she whispered, "of course I do."

Vivian opened the car door and got the blanket out of the trunk of the car. She met Siobhan at the front taking her hand and letting her guide the way to the perfect spot. After laying down the blanket, Siobhan wrapped her arms around Vivian's neck. She paused for a moment savoring the beauty before her then closed the gap between them. The kiss was fiery, overflowing with passion, but somehow calm and elegant. She moved one hand from around Vivian's neck. The blonde placed her palm on the back of Vivian's hand before lacing her fingers with her own. Siobhan dragged the palm of Vivian's hand down her own body. She felt Vivian's breath hitch in her chest as a soft moan escaped Siobhan's lips.

"I want you to touch me everywhere. I need you to reclaim every inch as yours." The blonde confessed as she locked eyes with her wife. Vivian smiled softly as Siobhan removed her hand and placed it back around the taller woman's neck. The soft echo of the crashing waves offered a grounding effect reminding the couple they were in fact still on earth.

Vivian traced the hemline of Siobhan's shirt down her side before lifting slowly. She paused, seeking eye contact to silently gain permission to remove her shirt. The brunette wanted it all to be at Siobhan's pace— no matter how long it takes. Siobhan nodded. Vivian places her other hand under the hem of her shirt and lifts slowly. She felt a slight jerk from Siobhan and immediately stopped. "Viv, I'm okay. Keep going, baby." The brunette studied the look in Siobhan's eyes for any hesitation, but found nothing other than love and determination.

Siobhan gracefully raised her arms as Vivian rid her of the gentle fabric. Vivian traced Siobhan's bra strap with a single fingernail. The blonde breathed calmly, "can we leave that on for now?" Her wife's expression softened as she nodded with understanding. Vivian skimmed her fingers up Siobhan's torso all the way to her chest pushing her away gently. "I don't just want to touch every part of you— I want to see every part of you."

I don't have to hide anymore. Viv wants all of me—including the scars.

The blonde nearly stopped breathing as she heard the softness of Vivian's request and the beautiful sparkle reflecting in her eyes from the moonlight. Their forms slightly highlighted under the dim light of the night— just enough to satisfy. Vivian trailed her right hand up to Siobhan's cheek, tracing the exquisite architecture of her face. She brushed the back of her fingers down her neck slowly. When she finally reached her collarbone, she slid the tips of her fingers across it before peppering sweet kisses behind.

Vivian was entranced by her wife's beautiful body, tracing and memorizing every touch as if the world was ending. She dragged her nails down her arm creating intricate designs all the way down to her hand. Taking a moment to grasp her hand lovingly lifting it to place tender kisses across the back. She brought Siobhan's hand to her own chest so the blonde could feel her heartbeat. "I just want you to remember that you are safe. I'm here— I'm real."

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