Chapter 30

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A/N: <minor smut is referenced>

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This week has been bliss. Sang and I had spent as much time together as we could. She was trusting me with her nightmares, dreams, fears, and hopes. The most shocking part was the ease with which I told her my own. It was never an issue of trust, I knew that I trusted her. It was just how natural it came. I was never one to talk about myself much, but when Sang Sorenson asked a question, I spilled my guts like I was on one of those blasted reality TV shows that Sean makes me watch. For someone so intelligent his choice in television is extremely uneducational. I told her what I was feeling. It was something that I was not accustomed to without extreme prodding by Sean and yet, all she had to do was ask a simple question and the words flowed from my mouth.

The more I spoke, the greater her joy. She wanted to know about me just as much as I wanted to know about her. It was the easiest personal conversation I have ever had in my life and I knew that I would do anything to keep her.

I was driving to pick up Sang from her last training session before her demonstration tomorrow. I had planned to cook for her, eat cuddled up with each other on the couch, and kiss her senseless. Sure we had made love again since that first night, but much like that first night she lead the way. The same as it would be for the foreseeable future. I wasn't going to push her for anything that she wasn't ready to give, but I would never pull back from her again.

We had discovered what was making us tick. Spending my nights and morning with her in my arms was like an addiction. I was enjoying watching her give subtle clues as to what she wanted. The way her head would turn ever so slightly when she wanted me to nibble on her neck. The way her breath would catch when I lightly traced my fingers over her skin.

Then there were the not so subtle clues. She had quickly realized that I wasn't going to push her for more and instead of shying away she embraced her role as the leader of this physical relationship. She also knew that if she just gave me an opening, I would run with it. The temptress was playing me like a fiddle and it was heaven. Her hands were like a magic balm for my skin; somehow soothing and yet able to drive me crazy at the same time. And the feel of being inside her was like nothing i have ever experienced before. Sang Sorenson loved with her whole heart, mind, body, and soul. Making love to her was an assault of the senses.

Unfortunately for me, I wasn't as good at hiding my current state of bliss from Sean. He had quickly read my face and while I took secret joy in his jealousy, I also had to endure his doctor side. I was peppered with questions about protection and her emotional and physical well being. I've know Sean long enough to know that while he went through the same set of questions he asked each of us after engaging in sex with our previous partners, he had a special interest in my responses. This was Sang, his Pookie, and he was damn well going to make sure she was ok both physically and mentally. I couldn't blame him and knew that had the tables been turned I would be asking the same questions. Hell, we had been asking the same emotion and physical well being questions every day of whichever brother she was with.

Sean then threw me for a loop though, he wasn't going to leave until he spoke with Sang. He asked her if she wanted me to leave and I was prepared to do so. When she said that I could stay, I vowed to just be a presence in the corner. This was her time to ask questions of a medical nature with Sean and I wasn't going to influence that.

Wanting to go over protection options with her and assure her that she could talk to him about any ache or pain she was feeling. He even went so far as to remind her that if she felt uncomfortable speaking with him about intimate affairs that she could always talk with Dr. Roberts. Sean was a saint during that conversation, somehow finding a balance between lighthearted banter with her and serious doctor talk. I could tell that he wanted to pepper her with questions, but instead just asked her how she was handling the change in relationship, if there was anything that he could answer for her, and then went over options for protection for her. He left it at that, saying that he would be happy to answer any questions after she thought about each of them or he would set her up with Dr. Roberts if she preferred.

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