Tuesday, May 1, 2018

Cloud Nine

Image result for floating on a cloudThis is me, floating on cloud nine.  I look over at the pillow on my left, the spot that for weeks has been barren and cold.  He's there, breathing deeply, exhausted from long flights, long lines, and a long drive.  I should go in the other room but I don't want to be away from him, not for a second.  I'm still floating, basking in the glow of his kiss, his touch, his love.  Homecoming. My adorable husband is completely worth the wait.

Eric had an hour drive once he landed and we talked the entire time. Giddy and giggly, I bounced from room to room, straightening this and rearranging that.  The plate stacked with brownies sat next to a giant potted plant of snap dragons and rested on the tabletop; with it's underbelly converted into a plush blanketed cozy fort with six snap lights hanging from strands of yarn. We got off the phone when the garage door sounded and I raced upstairs for one last swish of mouthwash.

From the entryway, Eric beamed up at me and I squealed with delight as I flew down into his arms. We kissed and kissed. I pulled away to steal a glance at his handsome face, only to dive back in and drink of his lips. We made our way to the living room, my clothes leaving a trail, until I wrapped my nakedness around him, melting while he held on tightly, our hearts reconnecting one beat at a time.  More kisses. I bent down, beckoning him to follow me into the fort.

Smack, smack.  That familiar hand on my ass. Irresistible. I am to him, he is to me.

"I've been dreaming of this moment for five days straight," he says, rocking me gently onto my back, nipples ripe and on display under the glow of neon. I rise toward his body but he pushes me into place and pulls a soft blue blindfold from his pocket.  "Tonight is all about you, love," he says, fingers tracing my cheeks, neck, breasts, and belly.  Knees spread, I grasp the material covering the floor as his soft wet kisses make a line down my inner thigh.

I moan and whisper, "I like that."

Eric continues, tongue darting in and out, up and down, bringing my body to life. He's done this before, smooth waxed skin a canvas for his touch.  I always blush and squirm away, worried that my body won't respond correctly, my mind questioning my scent, my reaction, my value.  I want to please him but don't do well with the reverse. For me, there is always the impossibility of an orgasm and I usually move us in another direction.

Tonight is different.  The blindfold has heightened my senses by removing my sight.  Weeks apart have exaggerated my longing and I lean into the passion Eric has chosen to shower on me.  I breathe in the rough patch of his five o'clock shadow and allow him to stimulate, enlighten, awaken the parts of me that have hidden for far too long.

Image result for floating on a cloud"Slow," the word escapes in a wisp of sound and a ripple makes it's way across my ocean to the treasured tip buried deep beneath the hood of my tiny ship.

"There," I say, repeating the word as the feelings grow.  Anxiety momentarily sets in as I get close and I reach for his hand. Fingers intertwine fingers and my hips rise, enveloping full oral penetration. It happens, for the first time ever, at the touch of his tongue. I burst into flames; no fear, no shame. There is simply, pleasure.

We celebrate, more than just Eric coming home. A painfully tainted past has received a giant crack in the wall that shields me from vulnerability and I nestle securely in the arms of the man who takes his time and keeps me safe. We make our way to bed, too tired to indulge in the chocolate coma baked especially for this occasion.

"Tomorrow, honey. Tomorrow."

I float overhead, watching him sleep, from my new position on cloud nine. I want him to do it again.

Amy

22 comments:

  1. It is no small feat to be able to let go of a tainted past- so happy for you!

    willie

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    1. We've been working, slowly but surely, on letting go. Still a lot of baggage but I have a very patient husband.
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  2. Wow Amy, what a wonderful reunion, and I agree with Willie, letting go of a tainted past isn't easy. So happy for you!:)

    Hugs
    Roz

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    1. Baby steps, but this was a big one. We'll keep working at it. Eric's a trooper. He gives me the time I need.
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  3. Goosebumps over here...
    Sooo happy for you!!
    I understand the feeling completely about being body conscious and I'm happy for you that you were able to move past it with Eric's help.
    This post was hot!
    Jlynne

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    1. The night was HOT. :) It's so good having him home. Everything just feels right. You know?
      Amy

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  4. Oh so nice, have a very happy time together.
    love Jan, xx

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    1. Hi Jan! You've ridden many of the waves of Eric's travels with me. Yes, it is so nice now that he's home.
      Amy

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  5. Wow, you can really write, girl! Not just the hotness (there is that), but your words and feelings flow so nicely and paint great imagery. So very honest and vulnerable, as well. Thank you for sharing this much anticipated homecoming with us. It is obvious how much the blogging gals care for you and you for them. Keep enjoying your man. (I know you will.)

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    1. Aww! Thank you Windy. I'm glad you enjoyed our story. I wouldn't normally be so explicit but I want women who struggle because of bad past experiences to know that with work and the right person, there can be light at the end of the tunnel. It's been a really long road but I lucked out and met a patient man who truly loves me and wants to return to me, all of the positive feelings that were taken away throughout my life.
      Amy

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  6. Dear Amy,
    I thought your writing was very tastefully done. ;) I do not know your past, but your words conveyed perfectly and beautifully to me that you are healing in the very loving and capable arms of Eric. I think you're very smart and very brave. <3 Windy

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    1. Thank you Windy. I appreciate your kindness.
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  7. A wonderful reunion. Happy he is home with you.

    Love,
    Ronnie
    xx

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    1. Me too, Ronnie. Not letting this guy leave again anytime soon. Of course, his boss might disagree but for now, I'll just keep thinking I have some say in the matter. ;)
      Amy

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  8. Amy I'm so happy for you. Oh my your reunion sounds divine, lucky lady. Savour every moment and make sweet memories.
    Hugs Lindy xx

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    1. Doing our best! We really do cherish the time we have together. Eric has jet lag and is sleeping a lot but I admit, sometimes just watching him sleep is special. Do I sound like a stalker?! LOL
      Amy

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  9. Wow so poetic. Your muse is definitely in the house! Glad to hear it was a lovely reunion!

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  10. I'm so happy for you!! So wonderful!! Keep enjoying...

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  11. So happy for all of this...really happy to hear about the start of letting go...I know how difficult it is to do. It takes a special man to make you feel safe enough to do it...glad you have just that special man in your life.
    hugs abby

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  12. Just fantastic. You've captured the moment wonderfully!

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  13. so happy for you both...beautiful moments together

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