Chapter 43:
Note: I remind you that this is an M fiction. Don't read if you don't like it. Otherwise, enjoy!
At around 8:00 p.m., Julia decided to get out of her compartment to "get some fresh air", although they were all stuck in this train which was still at a standstill. She locked her compartment after having also double-locked the bathroom. She feared that anyone might come in and sabotage her work to prevent her from finding something.
She headed straight for William's compartment, and she did not meet anyone. Since the murder, everyone had been confined to their rooms. And that was perfectly understood.
William had not come back to see her since late afternoon. He was angry… She did not like it. She needed to be with him.
She knocked lightly on the compartment door and heard movement behind the door. It slowly opened to reveal the young man's face. They looked at each other for a few moments before he opened the door wide, waving her inside.
Julia then turned to him as he closed the door. He was dressed in the same golden black bathrobe she had worn when she showered at his room at the hotel.
The young man said nothing and simply looked at her, his face expressionless. Julia took a deep breath.
"I love you William...I didn't mean what I said to you earlier and you were right to be angry. I appreciate Magnus as a friend, but it's not going and will never go away. It's you that I love William…" the young woman declared, her eyes shining. "It is you that I love."
She looked him in the eyes, a silence settling in again as he did not answer. William suddenly approached the young woman and kissed her passionately. So passionately that Julia gasped. She grabbed his shoulders and let herself be carried away by the kiss. She pressed her full length to him, and she heard him sigh as he directed his loving kisses into her neck. He opened her white shirt to lower it over her shoulders. He then kissed her bare shoulders, and she tilted her head back, hard to believe the intensity she was feeling right now.
She ran her hands through his hair and then down his back, which she scratched lightly. She lowered her hands and passed them over the collar of the bathrobe to open it completely. The thong came off and his whole body was revealed to her. She pulled back and closed her eyes as she felt her head turn slightly. He had such a muscular and perfectly sculpted body. His chest was so attractive and his arms strong and manly.
He grabbed her hips again to bring her closer to him, as if to protect her and keep her warm in his arms. She lifted her head to kiss his neck passionately. And the reactions of the young man were not long in coming. He almost ripped off her shirt which immediately opened.
He looked at her body haloed by her corset and the young woman blushed at the intensity she saw hovering in his gaze.
"Does it hurt?" he asked, concerned.
"No…well, I'm used to…" Julia stammered, surprised at her question.
He walked around her to stand behind her. She felt him begin to untie her corset and he did it with such ease that she wondered furtively if he was used to it. She scolded herself. Now was not the time to think about that...
Once he was fully untied, he reached out to untie his hair and brushed it to the left side lightly brushing his neck. He kissed her furtively then finally took off her corset. Julia literally felt liberated. She breathed better right away and felt her aching ribs relax from the pressure. She did not have time to really realize that she was now half naked, that William went back in front of her. She looked up at his and felt her breath quicken. He suddenly knelt in front of her and grabbed her again by the hips. She looked at him and thought for sure that he was going to take off her skirt. But no... He did not. He caressed her hips and pulled her ribs up. He massaged every mark made by the corset, every wound that had dug her abdomen and she sighed. He kissed her wherever he could, and the young woman felt cherished. She felt loved and she thought it was the first time she felt that.
Almost moaning and feeling her underwear getting wet quickly. Taken a momentum, she lowered all her stockings finally standing completely naked in front of the young man whose gaze she saw become even darker than it already was. William got up and imitated his lover by removing his last underwear. The young man smiled quietly at Julia who could not help but do the same.
"I love you Julia… Excuse me for earlier. I'm not a jealous person and yet with you…" William nervously scratched the back of his head. "Mr. Duval came back to see me… He told me that you had convinced him…"
"William." she cut him off. "Do you really want to talk to me about Magnus now? While I'm naked... in front of you?" Julia said with a playful look.
"No, you're right, we'll talk about it later." concluded the young man, suddenly taking Julia in his arms, who laughed out loud.
He carried her to one of the armchairs in front of the window and she was so surprised. He sat her on it and took her legs in his hands which he put on his shoulders while kneeling. The young woman felt her center throb as soon as she felt him approach her. He slowly kissed her inner thighs and she felt herself growing impatient. She wanted him to kiss her where she needed him most. But he made her languish. And she could see that he thoroughly enjoyed this little game.
"William, please…" Julia sighed. "I cannot stand it anymore…"
The young man smiled at her and lightly kissed her sex, which almost made her jump out of the chair. He suddenly got up and she really thought she was going to hit him. He was playing. He wanted to make her languish. He held out his hand to her and, she did not quite know why, but she took it without question, feeling her femininity pounding. He then sat down on the chair himself and swung her around to sit on top of him. Julia hesitated for a moment. She had had sex before, but no one had ever let her take control. And it seemed like he wanted to leave the field open to her. This idea seduces her immediately.
She came forward and put her legs next to those of the young man while climbing on the armchair. She found herself face to face with him and he looked at her with a loving gaze which she returned. However, she remained elevated, still hesitating, unsure of her own abilities and performance. Still, the young man gently caressed her cheek and smiled at her before taking her hips, so she sat fully on top of him, their centers touching. They moaned with pleasure at the mere touch. Carried by the moment and by the look of pure adoration that William gave her, the young doctor began to move her hips on him, feeling their sexes rubbing passionately. Julia could not help but moan again as she felt her clit loving this moment. She looked at the face of the young detective who had his eyes closed with force. She closed her eyes herself and moved her hips more rigorously, feeling her wetness ease the encounter.
Feeling completely out of her depth and seeing her lover being totally restrained from cumming on this foreplay, Julia moved quickly, lifting her hips, and suddenly lowering them onto his erect shaft. William opened his eyes, and a moan escaped him. Julia glued herself completely to the young man and rested her head on his shoulder, her face turned towards his neck which she allowed herself to kiss and suck at the same time as she moved her hips with sensuality.
She knew she had never felt anything like this. She knew it perfectly. Making love with William was incredibly passionate and surprising. He leaned closer to her, placing his hands on her upper back to bring her as close as possible, kissing the top of her head. The exchange became so passionate that William's hips almost lifted off the chair, almost rocking them. They moaned in pleasure, feeling utterly overwhelmed by the feelings racing through their minds and entire bodies.
Julia gripped the top of the emerald, green armchair with both hands and came intensely, feeling her hips produce increasingly jerky and disorderly movements. She felt her lover rule and come in turn inside her, finding satisfaction in reaching his own orgasm.
Their muscles relaxed in one fell swoop, their breaths almost gasping, their hair completely disheveled. William sighed in relief and contentment before kissing his lover's neck again, deciding to leave a mark near the base of her jaw. He pulled his face up and kissed her lips, moving his hips slightly to try to squeeze out a few last bits of pleasure. The young woman sighed in well-being, also rocking her hips gently, feeling the post-orgasmic intensity envelope them in a cocoon.
Their hips slowly slowed down, still kissing lazily and lovingly. They stopped completely, and looked at each other, trying to gauge each other's reactions and feelings. Silence settled for a few seconds before a smile broke out on Julia's face, the young man immediately imitating her.
"Are you all right, William?" Julia asked shyly.
"Obviously!" laughed the young man, his eyes bewildered by what had just happened. "It was incredible. I really thought you were going to kill me."
"Oh!" Julia burst out laughing and hit the young man's arm, pouting falsely.
William laughed back. "I love you. I am madly in love with you. It doesn't matter that we've known each other for a week..."
"Aren't you afraid that...we're too different?" Julia hesitated. "That when we get back to Toronto things will be different?"
"No…I don't think that will be the case…" William asserted, frowning.
"We're very different…I mean, we've argued a lot before…" Julia blushed.
"Before making love?" joked the detective. "Julia. We are different, that's for sure. But I love you. If you love me too, when we get back to Toronto, will we court each other quietly? What do you think?"
"I completely agree." smiled Julia, completely reassured. "Finally, the train should already start again, shouldn't it?"
William sighed as he glanced at the unchanged landscape.
"I went to see Mr. Barton and Mr. Lauzon. They're still fixing the train and they think we can leave tomorrow morning."
Julia frowned and finally rose from the young man's lap. She walked into the room to retrieve her shirt.
"What are you doing?" the young man immediately worried.
"Nothing, don't worry, I'm thinking of borrowing your shower if you don't mind." smiled the young woman.
She saw the young man raise an eyebrow and she smiled. She thought she knew what he was thinking.