And you're left behind
She bit her lower lip and stared at his back in silence. It had started raining again and the furtive movements of the drops falling on the window of the room sharply contrasted with their immobility. She moved her legs under the sheets, made them rustle as she came closer to the edge of the bed where he was sat. Her lips brushed his shoulder; she passed her arms around him and hugged his frame in an awkward attempt of comfort that only vaguely resulted as seductive. So she went on and kissed his cheek, not knowing what to say. Sometimes she felt like she was with Stanley, unable to speak properly and bring him the warmness of some words that would ease his pain.
He leaned his head backwards, with closed eyes; then smiled and grabbed her waist but didn't go any further, leaving her to it.
"Perhaps he's the right one, you know."
She caressed his forehead and waited for his reply, half-sat on his lap. He sighed and frowned.
"But they've been dating for only three weeks. How could she marry him so quickly?"
"I don't think love is a matter of time. If you're sure of your feelings then why would you wait?"
Will cleared his voice and locked his eyes with Karen's. He looked preoccupied, lost.
"Would you have married someone like that?"
She thought about Grace and Leo; how happy they had seemed to announce their union while coming back from a stroll through Central Park. It didn't sound like the interior designer and her big wedding plans, but for meeting Will in the anonymity of The blue lagoon almost every night, the millionaire knew how a life could be unexpected; weirdly charming. She raised an eyebrow, staring blankly at the bed.
"Oh I did; when I was eighteen. The circumstances were quite different though."
"She's leaving me behind."
"She's just having her own life, Will."
"And I don't belong to it anymore."
She pouted, rolled her eyes to emphasize the ridiculousness of such idea which made him for laugh for knowing she was right. There was no need to be childish like that. He grabbed her hips and straddled her properly on his lap; started caressing her lower back, planting light kisses on her neck.
"I may need some comfort, Karen…"
She laughed softly before pushing him to lie down on the mattress. They rolled on their side and she settled on her stomach, her back pressed against his chest. She turned her face to look at him; smiling.
"Let's see what happens when I leave you behind…"
He passed his hand on her breasts as one of his legs came to cover her own ones; his lips got back to kissing her neck. She closed her eyes and moaned.
She huddled in Jack's arms and put her feet on Will's lap with subtle boldness, under the cushion he was holding; a fake innocence. She looked up at Grace and smiled, vaguely listening to her friend who was lost in the story of her honeymoon. She had just passed the door, put down her suitcase and the words had rushed out her lips like a torrent of sparkling impatience. She had probably missed them as well as they had missed her; the sequels to such a close friendship, its a bit disturbing perhaps. A fifth element always ended up breaking the balance; they had no life out of their circle, they couldn't handle it.
She hadn't meant the slightest gesture, just felt like having a rest and enjoying Grace's presence. She had thought a lot about the interior designer and the way her marriage would influence her relationship with Will; who would fall down first? How? Wh?. She dreaded it a lot but also knew that it belonged to the rules of irreversibility. She hadn't really minded about their dates until then; it was just that this time, she wasn't sure that Grace would choose the attorney over Leo.
Obviously Will was focalized on an extremely different idea to spend his time with her and so he spread his legs a little. Her feet slid on his inner thighs and rested there for a while; teasing seconds during which she let him wonder if she had got the message. Her tiptoes went up slowly. She felt the fine fabric of his pants caressing her skin, the zipper. She moved a little on the couch to find a better position and finally came back to her silent ministration. Her caresses were slow, imperceptible for Grace and Jack but Will's reaction against her foot made her swallow hard. She opened her mouth to hide a louder breath as she kept the movement on; not looking at Will. She had grabbed the interior designer's photos and was leafing through them absent-mindedly, wishing nothing but feeling the attorney against her if not inside her.
Her tiptoes tightened over his leg as her other foot was still going on and Will's excitation was reaching a point of no-return. He was biting the inside of his mouth, restraining the least gesture. She glanced at him for a couple of seconds and couldn't help but smile, amused even though she would have died for the same treatment on her own body. His hand pressed the cushion he was holding and pushed her foot closer to him. She looked at the picture of some palm trees and raised her eyebrows in a silent reply to the attorney. She speeded up the pace until she felt him let go. His moan got hidden in the clearing of his voice.
*"By the way Karen, I know you wanted a debriefing evening with me but Leo's sister is in town so I'm not available tonight."
The millionaire looked up at Grace and shrugged.
"It's okay. Will owes me something anyway."
She turned her face towards him.
"Isn't that true, honey?"