Lynn and Leif Forevermore Ch. 64

"Of course baby, I'll try to find us one. I'd love to teach you more about slow dancing. But...it didn't' sound like you were finished before. Listen sweetie, do you want your husband to buy a nightlight for his baby girl? Your husband has big pockets, we can buy whatever kind of nightlight you might want that will help with nightmares. Do you still have nightmares about the apocalypse? If you are still having dreams, honey I'd like to know that. I told you before, and I'll tell you again, I don't mind you waking me up if you have a bad dream. I want you to. I expect you to. You are not alone anymore! I don't want to smother you, but you need warmth and care. You need a husband's protection. I'd rather suffer a million sleepless nights, every night for the rest of our married lives, than to think about you having nightmares that God is going to destroy the world in a blazing ball of fire because you break one of the million commandments in your old, abusive religion. God will not hurt my baby girl I promise you, Your husband has you, I love you so much and I won't let anyone, or anything hurt my little girl anymore," he added with doting protectiveness.

And without a word, he pulled her into the cloak of his arms. Just like when he had soothed her before, she was overcome with the warmth and security that accompanied her husband's doting care, and manly ways. She inhaled the scent of his Adam's apple deep in her belly. She wanted to love him so much her pussy ached. The feelings were all delightfully interwoven. She no longer believed she'd be destroyed in an apocalypse, or that was God's plan, but the man loved her so much, he was ready to face off not just with a church, but with God himself. Lynne knew he knew that he couldn't fight the metaphysical force of God, but he was sending Lynne a message...he would try as hard as he damn could not to let anything hurt her!

Leif was letting her know loud and clear that it was okay babied by him and disciplined if she enjoyed it. She knew that crossing that threshold was pretty kinky and not for the faint of heart. And although their unconventional relationship brought her a great deal of pleasure, and comfort she didn't want to cross a boundary that made Leif uncomfortable. He didn't mind if she needed that type of doting, encouraging protective love, or soothing over big wounds caused by a shitty childhood. It was okay to climb in his lap when it soothed her. She was glad it was out in the open now, with his simple turn of phrase.

"Thank you for keeping me safe, but I'm your big girl now. I don't need a nightlight now. I needed one when I was a baby, and someone to understand why I wanted that shit. Dad's solution was, if I was doing things the right way, God would lead me out of the bedroom, and into safety. Imagine telling that to a six year old? And of course I didn't understand, I just knew that I was scared and I wanted support and needed to know that if I did something bad, God's wouldn't get rid of me. No wonder I grew up so fucked up. But I don't need a nightlight now. I'm not afraid of the dark, or the apocalypse like I was when I was small. Just being able to tell you the feelings I had when I was small, and for you to validate it, and want to fix it, means everything. You heal the little girl inside of me with your gentleness," said Lynne fighting with her tears.

"I'm glad I can heal that part of you. Really, I never knew I could love anyone deeply the way I love you sweetheart. Getting to see deep in you, even the scars that were in your heart that you mentioned during our wedding vows...oh hell Lynney, getting to know the whole woman...nothing to hide...to be able to see your growth and your progress...to know I am a part of that healing...baby I love you in ways I could never love another woman sweetheart. I just don't know if I could love a woman who had been raised normally and had normal experiences growing up the way that I love you. Certainly I don't want you to have gone through so much, but loving you and knowing your insides makes me such a better man honey! I want to be a better man for you each and every day so you never hurt again. You're just too beautiful for anyone to ever hurt my sweet princess," he murmured between kisses to her forehead.

Lynne just glowed.

"I'm glad you aren't scared away now that you know everything there is to know about me, even that I like being your little girl sometimes," said Lynne.

"Hell I just hope you aren't scared now that you know all there is to know about me! And, I'm still open for the idea of a nightlight if you want it. I think everyone has a few phobias deep down. Let's just say that when we have babies, I won't be first in line to play with any clowns at their birthday parties. Don't laugh, and don't you dare tell anyone, and especially not Lyle, but clowns sometimes give me the hebbie jebbies. If you are afraid of pitch black, I won't tell anyone. Having a night-light, at least in the hall might be good anyway, I always trip on some shit in the dark on the way to the bathroom. It'll be great for when the kiddos come too," he added patting her rear reassuringly.

And just that fast, her husband was ready to save the day again. No questions asked about why she needed anything she might need. Whatever fear she had, or issue, he was right there ready to support her and try to fix it. Fix it as best he could. She didn't need a nightlight, and had gotten by without one as a child, but it was sweet of her Leify to care so much. She never thought she could love him enough to show how much his care nourished her spirit. And she loved how they were sharing such deep secrets which brought them to another level of closeness. Honestly she hadn't thought that they could grow closer than they were right before the wedding but she knew that they'd crossed that threshold now. Imagine her handsome, hunky guy didn't really like clowns. They'd have to have Disney themed birthday parties, so they could avoid all the clown themed birthday parties that seemed so prevalent with little ones.

Lynne looked at her hunky, warm, honest husband, and smiled. She was so fucking lucky to have him.

"I don't worry about it anymore. Sometimes the pictures in our church literature stay with me because they were graphic, but other than that, it's fine," said Lynne.

"I hate thinking about the littertrash and all that shit you were exposed to as a vulnerable little girl! I can imagine that the pictures would bother you, at such an impressionable age. Sometime soon, I want you to write down some of the things that bother you in your journal. Can be anything that didn't make you feel good when you were younger, or even now that you are older. Make a list to share with me. For each thing, we'll write some other thing that we can do together as a couple when the bad thoughts come that make you feel unsafe. It can help to get it off your chest. And I can give you comfort, and love. That's what wives need from their husbands. Maybe we can find you a book with some pretty nature scenes. We'll spend some time looking at it. Maybe if those horrible images come up to your memory, you can replace it with one of the pretty scenes in the book," he added tenderly kissing her forehead.

No judgment from him, about her strange life before him. Just love. She couldn't believe it sometimes. How good it felt to snuggle into his chest. Or how soothing it felt for him to tell her that there would be no apocalypse. Her brain knew it, but it felt so soothing to hear it for her heart, and that her husband cared about the way she'd been raised with so much fear. He wanted pretty pictures to replace the bad memories for her. All she needed though was his love.

"Yeah, I can make a list, Leify. But right now I want to focus on having fun," said Lynne.

"That cheap ass motherfucker could have bought you a night light, Fucking nightlights are all in the Dollar tree. Every damn phone has one now. You would have been so safe if you'd had one of these back then," said Leif, turning on the flashlight of his iPhone.

"I was never afraid of the dark after I got older. But I'm even less afraid now that I have a strong, handsome husband with cold feet who sleeps beside me every night," said Lynne.

She let out a mischievous giggle.

Lynne suddenly turned out the living room light on the switch near the couch.

She giggled as the room turned pitch black only illuminated by the light of the stars over the Pacific Ocean, and Leif's iPhone flashlight.

"Hmm, you just like the dark because naughty things happen to pretty little wives in the dark with their man. God, still, it's so fucked up you couldn't have a night light," sighed Leif.

"Maybe it was part of his cost savings, maybe he thought I was bad, and being afraid of the dark would scare me into less sinning, I will never know," said Lynne making shadow puppets on the wall.

"You like shadow puppets huh? I make the best ones. Even better than my big brother Lyle, no matter what he tells you," said Leif, demonstrating several types and listening to Lynne giggle.

"I love making you laugh. See this is the type of shit that bedtime should be about," said Leif.

He leaned down and kissed her erotically, and she felt his cock harden under her thigh.

Lynne kissed him back raunchily and chucked her panties on the floor in the dark.

She lifted his hardened cock out of his pajama pants.

"I can't help it you know. You know how my body gets when you are kind to me," explained Lynne.

"You don't have anything to explain to me kitten. I'm the luckiest man in the world that doing what's natural for me, loving you, makes you want to be physical with me," murmured Leif appreciatively into her neck.

In his lap was one of her favorite positions and he took her on quite a ride until they were both wailing with mutual ecstasy.

The heated fucking over, he turned the light back on and poured his wife another glass of wine.

She sat in his lap, sipping her wine, and she yawned, for the first time since he'd been in the living room with her.

He grinned at her.

"That's my girl, I'm glad you are getting sleepy," he said playfully nudging her chin.

He squeezed her close in his embrace and he was rocking her gently as her eyes grew heavy and she inhaled the sweet woodsy sent of him.

Even when she was too excited because she was happy he wanted to calm her down.

She felt lovely, warm inside, and safe with her man, as her eyelids grew heavy and the world slowed down around her.

When Lynne woke up the next morning, she was buried into his armpit, nestled safe in bed, covers tucked up to her neck, and no idea how she'd even gotten positioned so comfortably in bed.

He must have carried her back to bed, put her on the bed, and rolled her into his arms for more cuddling as she slumbered.

She was the luckiest woman in the world.

She stretched and yawned. Blonde haired angel. Sometimes, the little things, the shadow puppets on the wall and him tenderly soothing her fears meant more to Lynne than he'd ever know!

And, he might be planning on spoiling her this afternoon and taking her shopping, but she couldn't help wanting to dote on her man as well. He was gorgeous, his blonde eyelashes fluttering in the dawning morning sun, dreadlocks hanging loose around his face, framing his head like a fuzzy blonde halo.

He was like an angel to her, so the adornment fit him. She loved that they were trusting each other more, Leif revealing some of his deep seated sexual pleasures, Lynne finally telling him how much some of her earlier beliefs had weighed upon her soul as a child. Some things she'd resisted telling him because she'd worried that he would think she was strange, even though he loved her. But everything, no matter how screwed up the truth seemed, her being raped, her ex finding the sex toys and threatening to rat her out, no slow dances, no nightlights for her, it didn't make Leif feel that she was weird at all. Just seemed to give her more of the nurturing she craved.

One of his big feet made its way from under the covers and it looked cold. Lynne leaned off of his body, kissed his big toe worshipfully and covered up his foot with the blanket. He snuggled deeper into the sheets, and it was adorable to Lynne.

His cock wasn't making the familiar pole that she loved to see under the sheets early in the morning, but she formed a wry, satisfied grin knowing that it was because she'd ridden him twice last night. And how she liked to ride him. Loved it actually.

He slept so soundly that Lynne decided at that moment, she wanted to spoil him. This honeymoon had been filled with treats, and presents for her for the past few days, and she wanted him to know how much it meant to her. She wanted to spoil him too. Serving him and seeing the look in his eyes, and getting his love and praise for her service of him was more rewarding for Lynne than she thought Leif could ever imagine!

She bundled up some sheets so as not to disturb Leif and wrote a brief note that told him that she was going to the grocery store, and signed it with hugs and kisses, placing it on her pillow where she knew he would see it.

She took a quick shower, brushed her teeth, threw on shorts and a t-shirt and she was out the door.

She didn't know the area, but the fully equipped Prius had a GPS. She started the engine, loaded the GPS and looked for Grocery stores in the points of interest. There was one a few miles away, in fact she could have walked if she knew the area and it was not so heavily wooded. Leif would have a fit if she went walking out in the woods by herself in some unknown area. In this paradise it wouldn't be criminals he'd be worried about like at home. He'd be worried about wildlife, and he would have a point. She just hoped he wasn't mad at her if he woke up before she returned at the grocery store for sneaking off without him.

She marveled at the pretty flowers, and the gorgeous trees, the slow curves in the road made it look like the scene was painted. In the distance, she spotted the grocery store. It was a cute grocery store, set up off of the valley near the mountain where their beachside cottage was situated. This was a nice neighborhood, and maybe in the future, she and Leif would be able to find a place like this as their family grew.

After she had the thought, she couldn't believe it. Here she was a city girl and she'd never longed for the country longer than a visit. She turned off the car, an inhaled deeply, loving the smell of the morning dew filing her lungs. Then, she knew how much she loved Leif, because already she missed him and regretted not waking him for her journey. She could have still made him get back in bed when they returned home so she could have the experience of fixing him breakfast in bed.

She entered the grocery store, and looked around. Not too many people were up, as it wasn't much later than seven a.m. She got the fixings to make Leif a nice omelet. Lynne also found him a morning paper. She knew Leif loved the paper even though he could read it on their iPad during their honeymoon. Leif felt a physical newspaper made him read the news more seriously. She also got oranges to make fresh, squeezed, orange juice. She thought of getting the fixings for pancakes, but she decided after the fucking they did last night, and the way she'd ridden him for her satisfaction, he needed something more substantial than pancakes. It was a wise choice to go with an omelet. She'd fix him a huge one so he wouldn't be hungry until much later.

She got a wicked grin on her face, hearing his low groaning and his heavy breathing in her mind's eye, the sounds he made when he was satisfied, the sounds that only she could elicit.

She quickly wiped the grin off her face though when she realized the grocer was looking at her as he scanned her items. Lynne hoped that it was not obvious that her smile was fueled by steamy, newlywed sexual pleasure. He made small conversation. Lynne knew he could tell that she was from out of town. He probably wasn't used to seeing minorities in this area where they were staying, but he seemed friendly enough. Lynne wondered if his reaction would change if he knew she was about to fix a bountiful feast for her blonde, gorgeous, hippie husband. It would probably blow the cashier's mind.

Lynne got back in the car with the bag of groceries and drove back up the mountain towards their temporary honeymoon home. She recalled going up this same mountain in the rain and how terrifying it had been, and how patient Leif had been with her, helping her get her bearings so she could get them safely to the destination, and then how proud he was of her for not loosing her shit as they went up the mountain.

It was all so related, his patience with her, and his kindness, and she felt her stomach and pussy fluttering for her man again. She grabbed the sack of groceries, and quietly entered the house.

She hoped he was still sleeping.

But when she opened the door, she found Leif standing in the hallway between the bedroom and the living room, butt naked, body dripping in beads of water, apparently he'd just stepped out of the shower.

He grinned at her.

"Should have waited you know. When I realized that you weren't in my arms, and you'd wandered off, I worried sick for a split second, until I saw your note on your pillow," said Leif.

"I'm sorry. I was hoping that you wouldn't wake up before I got back. I wanted to surprise you with something," said Lynne smiling at him.

"You don't have to be sorry. I was just worried is all, because I didn't know you were going. And missed smelling you too," he added with the sweetest open, smile.

"Well I missed you too but I was working on your surprise. Surprises don't work if I wake you up and tell you everything," sassed Lynne playfully.

"And what is it that you wanted to surprise me with? Huh? Your soft, warm, naked body next to mine each morning and getting to call you my wife is the best surprise," murmured Leif adoringly.

He grabbed her into his arms in a delightful hug, the warmth and wetness of his torso from the shower tantalizing her nipples.

He leaned in and started necking her.

Lynne giggled deep in her belly with surprised pleasure and let out her snort.

Because he was naked there was no secrets between them and she could see how her snort had aroused her man as his cock started pointing upwards.

While she was giggling her stomach felt so warm and she couldn't help the happy tears forming in her eyes, that anyone could want her so much they loved her snort, adore her that much, and what was more, he wanted her the same way she wanted him.

"Here let me get this. Don't need to be hauling this shit around. Let your husband carry shit that's heavy. It's my job now," said Leif taking the grocery sack from her and slapping her ass.

"I had it! The bag was not heavy Leify! You're not supposed to go in it. It's part of your surprise," said Lynne.

"God, you are so damn sweet and adorable. I won't peek at my surprise. Just let me sit the bag on the counter for you," he added.

And he smoothed her hair. Damn. The man didn't even want her to carry five pounds of groceries to the counter if he was anywhere around when she had bags. He cared for her so much.

He pulled out a chair at the kitchen table and sat down, bare assed naked. She loved when he sat in the kitchen, naked, like a caveman, and talked to her while she cooked, but she didn't want him in the kitchen right now, ruining his surprise.

He watched her lovingly as she searched the bag for the ingredients. Lynne felt so cherished. He was fascinated with her every movement in her cut off shorts, and faded black t-shirt with the beer slogan. He sighed heavily.

"I love to watch you in the bed next to me each morning. I smell you, you know. In the air. That Lynne smell. And when you left that note behind, I smelled the sheets for the scent of you. All of it, not just the pussy smells. I love those too. But all of it. Your hair, your skin, your feet, all that shit," he murmured sighing dreamily.