Whole station was abuzz last three days. Inspector Brakenreid always took to heart the annual police games, but William had to admit that year, also stamped with impatience.
-I have never seen you in such a state William, launched Julia laughing lying on their bed while William was barely clothed pumps on the floor beside her, I know you take great care of your body, but the pumps, really? Is not that a bit too much?
-We must win Julia.
-You have never been so entousiaste to the idea of participating in police games.
-It is for Kathleen ... and for you, I want you to be proud of me, he replied breathlessly continuing his excercises.
Julia had not replied, smiling shyly, admiring the perfect body of the man she was madly in love.
The big day had finally arrived and they were very lucky that the sun is in the game. All men of the police stations number four and three were present. Also their respective families. It was with great pleasure and pride that William walked in the park, his wife closely tight against him, Kathleen before them. Julia had thrown regular glances, she saw him happy, as he had rarely been in the past. She was then unable to help but lean toward him to come kiss his cheek. Immediately, William had looked her a little lost.
-I love you William, had merely sighed the young woman before resuming her drive to Mrs. Brakenreid who was waiting a little further.
They all had a pleasant day, between laughs, effort, food and drinks. The children played in the park, the couple had fought with strength and determination to win over several trials, young women had watched, admired, encouraged, and finally the last event happened. The final round, one that would change everything.
Once again tied, it was one thing to make a difference; fighting in the ring.
-Sir, I am not ... had started to protest William as George bandaged his hands.
-I do not want to know Murdoch, muttered Brakenreid, you are the only one still fit enough for that, I am sure you will manage. If I did not have my back break I have been delighted to pounding on Hallbort and if Crabtree had not sprained his ankle as a girlschool in the potato sack race, he would have done it.
George and William shared a look before Brakenreid strikes the shoulder of William.
-Go.
With a grimace, William left his chair and walked to the makeshift ring. While listening to the latest recommendations of his superior, a young woman came towards them.
-Good, no more than two minutes with him Doctor, I do not want you to do him lose his concentration.
So Brakenreid left them alone.
-Do you really need to do this William? Julia whispered. You know you do not need to make us proud, Kathleen and I ...
He cut her off by putting his finger on her lips he stroked a few seconds.
-I will fight for you my love, and a little for the Inspector that will be untenable if I refused, he added, laughing softly, wish me luck.
-Good luck, Julia whispered before kissing him, and do not forget that whatever happens, you will be entitled to the night of winning tonight, added the young woman with a teasing smile before leaving him without one word and without looking back but with a supported approach.
He watched her, as he had done so many times, his gaze on her hips swaying from left to right, and then the bell a little further brought him back to reality; the fight.
The fight lasted several minutes, until the winner of breath, had his arm raised by the referee. The cheers and applause erupted from all sides. But he did not care, he locked eyes filled with admiration of the young woman who was a little further, he saw the little girl with blond curls run to him to throw herself into his arms. He then took her against him to twirl in the air and she laughed out loud by shaking her neck.
-Paaaapaaaaaa, ried Kathleen, you are the best.
William's smile had never been greater, when he realized that at last he was happy, when for the first time, the girl he loved deeply had called him simply: dad.
They had celebrated worthily the victory of the station number four, William the first, the hero of the day for all to see, especially in the eyes of his daughter and his wife that he was leaving very rarely. Well then, when night fell, everyone found his home. The Murdoch family had a picnic in the garden, enjoying the pleasures of last fall before reaching the winter. When Kathleen fell asleep in the arms of his mother, who listened for hours the incredible stories told by his father, he took her against him and they returned inside.
William took several minutes to put Kathleen in bed, eyes barely open between yawn, she had insisted that he do it himself. Julia had not yet taken her eyes tenderly smiling at the scene unfolding before her. After a last kiss given to the girl, they left the room, joining their hand in hand. When William saw his wife turn the key in the lock, he immediately realized that the night was not over. He caught the eye of Julia sank against him, pulling her towards the wall. She sighed, feeling it in her back, but the next moment, she grabbed William's lips for a long, deep, languid kiss that cut their breath.
-And now what would you say to pick your prize, champion, Julia whispered on his lips before gently biting the lower lip of William.
He did not answer and slipped his hand in the small of her back to draw against him. He felt Julia slipping her hands on his chest, opened his jacket, his shirt, without stoping to kiss her. When he wanted to remove her blouse, she stopped and looked into his.
-Let me do, you must be exhausted.
He nodded mechanically, feeling his breath catch and his heart beating wildly in his chest. Julia smiled again and she lost her kisses on his neck. Then she pulled him his shirt, lowered his suspenders, and finally she pulled his shirt to look at him a while shirtless. She saw William flinch at his touch and she stroked his skin a long time, seeing that he began to lose control. Very gently, she snuggled in his arms and let her fingers caress his biceps.
-I understand why you beat this man so easily William, you're so good ... this injury makes you so ... attractive.
He gave her a look of astonishment, not having the habit of hearing use this vocabulary like that. She smiled and showed even more seductive, touching his injured bone.
-You are a naughty boy Detective Murdoch, and tonight, I am going to be a naughty girl.
-Julia what ...
She stopped putting her finger on his lips and a moment later, he felt her open his pants to slide on his ankles. She did the same in his underwear without leaving his eyes or stop him to smile. And a second later, she knelt in front of him. He looked ready to protest, uncomfortable with this situation they had known only rarely, but when Julia began her sweet torture, all his will was shattered and he could only put his hands against the wall moaning her name.
They were closely intertwined for many minutes, Julia sat astride William while they recovered their breath, staring into one another. William's fingers danced in the damp nape of his wife tenderly stroked his cheek.
-Four times in one night William, it had not happened for a long time, since ...
-Your last birthday, William replied breathlessly, and we did it six times, before resuming in the morning.
-After the day you had, I think for tonight it is goooood ... the young woman moaned while William had pressed his hand on her back to butter her femininity against his manhood, not already darling, Julia whispered closing her eyes, so you can not start already now biologically that ...
-Shut up, muttered William on her lips before kissing.
-But you have to regain strength.
-So in the meantime, let me show you that I can be a naughty boy.
She frowned, and the next moment, he made the switch violently on the bed so he finds himself lying on her. He placed a chaste kiss on her mouth and he immediately directed his face below her navel. She met his eyes again filled with righteous desire before he plunges his face in a place that made her lose her mind.
-Oh William, Julia moaned in pleasure seeking is ready for a new moment of tenderness, love and passion.
to be continued ...