Chapter 29:

Julia sighed to release her anxiety and gain courage and daring. She walked quickly over to William and held out her hands to him, still shivering. She took her jacket in her hands and pulled it with all her strength when it was, indeed, completely glued.

Once the jacket removed, she threw it on the ground, not far from it. She then grabbed the front of his shirt and began to unbutton it, heart pounding as William averted his gaze entirely. When the shirt was fully opened, she tugged it again with force. He slipped an arm through it, then another, and soon the shirt was completely off. This time, Julia froze in place, feeling her body warm immediately. However, they were not near the fire... She could not help but let her gaze wander over the young man's muscular and wet chest. His arms were toned, and she watched the beginning and end of William's collarbone. His shoulders… Everything was so seductive.

She quickly pulled back and turned her back to the younger man, hoping he had not seen her moment of weakness. She did not know if he was still looking away when she finally took off his shirt. The white shirt that she threw in the same place as the black jacket.

William finally came to. So much had happened since that morning and now they were here. Undressing because their clothes, already too tight, stuck entirely to their skin.

They really had a wonderful day and their snowball fight had been so much fun. Then they had come home soaked, Julia had lost her key and now… They found themselves in the same room, undressing. She had taken off his jacket and then his shirt and he had looked away, not wanting his brain to interpret these images in any other way. But, after a while, he looked down at her. He could not hear anything, and she had already taken off his shirt… In reality, she was looking at him. She was watching him with so much attention and longing that he felt his pants tighten.

Julia suddenly turned around and he rolled his eyes to calm himself. He had finally refocused on the young woman who was still shivering with cold. He walked over and unbuttoned her navy-blue robe, little by little. From top to bottom. It seemed like the pimples never stopped. When he was at the end, he proceeded to undo the corset when he was caught completely off guard. It was not a corset she had under her dress, but nothing at all. No corset nothing, just a completely bare back.

He froze for a moment, both hands still gripping the sides of the seam of the robe. He finally moved his hands up the dress and moved closer to Julia. He was so close to her that he knew perfectly well that she could feel his breath on his neck. But she does not say anything. He only saw her chest heave faster and harder.

He pushed the dress with a little force so that it came off, to just below her shoulders. He could not help but stare at the young woman's slender shoulders and the graceful curve of her neck. He thought he was going crazy right now. The young woman raised one hand to hold the dress to her chest so it would not fall off. But she did not move to go to the bathroom. She stood there, her back half uncovered, her shoulders visible and attractive.

Taken a momentum and unable to resist, William bent down and kissed as softly and slowly as possible the upper back of Julia. Her floral scent filling his nostrils and her soft skin caressing his own lips. The young woman gasped almost imperceptibly and leaned forward slightly.

The young man raised his head a little more and looked at her neck again. He put his lips to the crook of her neck and kissed her passionately. He let his tongue stick out to taste her admiringly. The young woman sighed, tilting her head to the side to give him full access to her collarbone.

William finally put his hands on the young woman's stomach, holding her close as he continued to kiss her neck, more and more passionately under the moans of the young woman who finally put a hand in the young man's hair, silently begging him to continue. He passed a hand a little lower on her abdomen. He felt his penis stand up furiously in his pants and he clung to the young woman so much that he knew she felt him totally

He slowed his kisses and lifted his head to kiss her cheek noticing her closed eyes and slightly gaping mouth.

Suddenly, she opened her eyes and stepped forward, stepping out of his embrace. The young man remained frozen when he realized his previous actions.

"Julia…" he tried to speak. His mouth completely dry. "I'm sorry…I don't…I…"

"No, it was…intense…" she replied, a smile in her voice that made the young man breathe in relief. "I don't need to warm up anymore... I'm going to take a cold shower instead..."

William laughed nervously, understanding the double meaning. He felt his shoulders drop in relief as he watched her walk to the bathroom and shut the door firmly behind her.

He remained frozen in place for a few moments, feeling his heart racing. What had just happened… it had been exceptionally intense. He had never experienced such a thing and yet, they had done nothing extraordinary. He was a little lost, to be honest. He had intense and strong feelings for the young woman, it was undeniable. But he also knew that he was holding himself back and not being overwhelmed by what was much more than feelings.

The young detective quickly took off his pants which were just as stuck to his body as the rest. He was thinking. In reality, he was afraid, and he knew it perfectly. What would he do if something happened to her? If she fell ill for example… William shook his head. They were not there yet. He did not even know how the young woman felt. She had not told him anything. He only remembered her reaction when he made her understand that with Miss Forbes it had gone further than it seemed.

She had to feel a little, right? Otherwise, she would not have let him kiss her neck...

As he put on some dry clothes and sat down by the crackling fire, he suddenly remembered what she had told him. That she too had almost lost her way with Magnus Duval. He had felt an emptiness inside him… Imagining this man laying his hands on her… He rolled his eyes. He had to clear his mind.

Finally, the bathroom door opened again. He looked at her and stopped himself from panting. She looked beautiful in the black-gold bathrobe he had lent her. She had her hair down, cascading over her shoulders. She walked into the room and sat down next to him her cheeks slightly rosy.

"Are you all right, William?" she asked softly, her hands clasped in front of her.

"Yes, and you?"

"Yeah...You're not upset about what happened, I hope..." she worried.

"Of course, not…" sighed the young man. "How would you like me to be."

"I do not know…"

The room fell silent again and William surreptitiously thought that their previous little scene might have embarrassed them. But no, it was nonsense. They both wanted it.

He finally directed his gaze to the young woman who smiled at him, and he did the same. He wanted to kiss her. To want so much. But he restrained himself. He wanted her to take the first step. He had already revealed himself a lot, it was her turn now… He did not want to seem out of place.

Note: It seems like it's getting hot between them two haha! Hope you still like my story. Thank you for reading. And thank you so much for the two previous comments :) to answer your questions, in fact I write stories in French first. All my stories are in French and then I translate them into English, it's easier for me. I was hesitant to post them in French at first, but I imagine there are more English speaking people reading these stories.

And so, my stories are finished well in advance in French. And then, I translate little by little, chapter by chapter, that's why I post one a day, so as not to be caught up haha! That way I only translate one chapter a day, it's easier too. I don't know if that's clear haha! Anyway, Happy New Year everyone!