Setting: Mauritius – 4 weeks before the Dignitas appointment. Will has just told Clark she can sleep in his bed with him on the stormy night.
Chapter One
Louisa
I didn't intend to seduce him. I'd never been a casual shagger and as deep as my feelings were for Will, we had never even kissed. But with the storm raging, the waves crashing and the intimacy of the moment, I raised up on one elbow and looked at his beautiful face.
When a person is unable to move, their signals are different. I had learned to read so many of Will's but this was new. He looked in my eyes. It was intense. His gaze shifted down to my lips and I took that as my cue. I brought my lips to his. I hadn't kissed anyone except Patrick in over seven years. I didn't want to compare but geez-us. Will's lips were full and soft and his tongue! I don't even know where to begin.
He peppered my face with butterfly kisses. I moved my lips to his ear. The sharp intake of his breath stopped me.
"What did I do?" I asked.
"Nothing. When so much of a person's body can't feel anything, the nerve endings where they can feel take on a heightened sensitivity. Nobody has kissed my ear in two years. It's very…erotic."
I smiled. I could work with erotic. His neck was equally sensitive and I nibbled my way across it to his other ear. His breathing became heavy and our next kiss was filled with so much passion I wasn't sure if the crashing noise came from the thunder or me.
"Take off your shirt, Clark," he commanded. I did. I had to give him credit for knowing how to use his mouth when he couldn't use his hands. I had never experienced this level of sensuality. Perhaps being limited in what we could do made it that much more exciting. I didn't spend too much time thinking about, but just enjoyed it.
When I shifted my leg over his body I felt something unexpected.
"Um, Will?"
"Yes, Clark?"
"You're, um, you have a bit of a, um, well…"
"Spit it out, Clark."
"I believe you are aroused?"
Will's eyebrows flew up.
"What?"
"Oh, don't make me repeat it. I didn't think it was even possible," I said.
"Nor did I. I guess anything is possible even when quite improbable," Will said, a sly smile on his lips. "And what should we do about this situation?"
"It would be a shame to let it go to waste," I said, choosing to live boldly.
"Agreed."
It took some logistics which I didn't mind handling. I'd become very familiar with Will's body and had taken care of his various needs. We were no longer embarrassed by it.
I'd never noticed how a man's eyes can reach into your soul, but Will had few ways to express his emotions. I don't know how, but he knew the second he was inside me. He groaned. It was a noise I'd never heard him make before.
"Am I hurting you, Will?"
"No." It came out as a whisper.
"Can you feel it?"
"I can sense it." He closed his eyes.
"In a good way?"
"Oh yes, Clark. In a very good way."
Afterward, I lay cuddled up against his body. His thumb ran lazy circles on my hand.
"You continue to surprise me," he said.
I smiled against his chest. With the sound of the ocean, and the storm moving out to sea, we fell into a peaceful sleep.