I collapsed spread-eagled with her gently licking my p***y to swallow the last drops. I pulled her on top of me. I kissed her. “Thank you; I thought that kind of emotional joy had left forever when Peter died. You give me hope for the future as we share our lives,” I lovingly explained.
Emily sobbed and said, “Oh my darling, you are the first person to see me as I am. To accept that dominant and submissive are interchangeable and then to submit as you did to me. I need you in my life more than I knew. I will never be Peter, but you are not the Vanessa he knew. You are stronger than me emotionally, the positions are reversed, and I am you when you were with Peter. Except, I will never allow you to leave me. I will protect you with every skill I learned and every muscle I have.”
I held her
