Night had already fallen when they returned to the building. William had not wanted to let go Julia's hand for a second, because he knew that in one second everything could change, in a heartbeat, in a glance. He pulled her with him in the kitchen and he smiled at the wicker basket on the table.
-It was not there before, whispered Julia arriving next to him.
-Rose had to drop it when we were in the garden.
-Rose? Julia shot by freezing there.
He looked up at her and smiled tenderly. God, he missed watch her, see that little spark of jealousy in the eyes of his wife filled him with joy. He chuckled and he tightened his fingers on hers a little more.
-You have nothing to fear from Rose, she is a pretty young woman I must admit, but she interests me in anything.
-One more who has succumb to your charm, Julia muttered under her breath.
-Not at least in the world darling, although she admitted find me charming, you do not have to be afraid of her, because I have eyes only for my beautiful wife, and also because I am really not her type.
-Her type? And what kind of type William? If she brings you food and she allows her to enter as she wish in our home, is that she feels something for you.
-Sympathy, Rose works to our neighbors, quite unbearable people I confess and they do not consider her as she should be. She is charming, gentle, helpful, funny, and she has not her tongue in her pocket, she looks a bit like you.
-And I should not worry that she see my husband when I'm away?
-It rather I should be worried that you frequent her when I'm not here. And I doubt that she is like that knowing how madly in love I am with you.
Julia did not reply and frowned, she was not certain to follow William and when he smiled and spoke again, she understood.
-Rose is not attracted to men, Julia.
-Oh.
He laughed at the embarrassment of his wife and he turned to the basket to open it and look at what was inside.
-She provided enough for two, he muttered without looking at her, how about joining the living room and we ate there? I have not yet installed the electricity and the living room is the warmest room.
-Yes, considering that you have only one chair at the table.
-I wil add one tomorrow.
Julia smiled and before he had time to say anything either, she dropped her hand to take the basket and head to the door.
-You better to it so Murdoch, she said, turning to him before leaving the room with a light and airy step.
He watched her go, then he simply followed. They then began a few minutes to light dozens of candles all around the room before sitting on a blanket on the floor. They left the food and shared it before eating quietly. That was days that Julia had not eaten properly, and she appreciated this meal for many reasons. Her body finally seemed not to dismiss everything she ate, William was near her, she became aware that he was fine again, that he became the man he had always been. She could see the glow of the flames dancing in his eyes when he plunged his gaze into hers. This whole evening was so romantic and both had full consciousness. They found themselves, and yet they had not kissed, not yet, even if they would die with desire. Thus they talked of everything and nothing, the police station, current investigation, the young woman that William had met a few weeks earlier, the progress of his work.
-When are you going back to the station? Julia whispered, finishing her glass at the end of the meal.
-I do not know, there is still so much to do here.
-William, said his wife, placing her hand on his, you're a policeman, not a carpenter. Even if you do wonderful things here, this is not your place. You must go back to the station, and if you found the sight there is no reason that you are not. You miss it, I'm sure.
-Yes I miss it, investigate, to see you in the morgue, hear you say your autopsy report, go to interview suspects, I miss George's questions, and even the shrill voice of the Inspector, he said laughed softly as she did the same, but I do not know if I'm ready.
-Still to doubt you, huh? She said tenderly stroking his cheek. Do not doubt yourself William, everything will be fine. Well then, I miss you too. I love when you come visit me at the morgue when I feel your hand caressing my back and my hip before you leave, I love your look when I do autopsies.
-I do not always have in mind what you tell me, I confess, he said, placing Julia's lock behind her ear as she brought his face to hers softly.
-Do you think I do not know? I know the look you have when you imagine things other than work, when you drag it on my body, when you dive it in mine, when the desire grows in you. I know that look William, the look that you have, at this precise moment.
He did not answer. He was literally mesmerized by the young woman in front of him, leaving her fingers slide between his dark hair behind his ear. He saw her moisten her lips. He could read her, she asked it, that he kiss her, finally. Julia felt that delicious warmth in her, she wanted him to understand how much she needed him, desperately. But she knew William would not make the first move, not this time. She leaned gently her head to the side and gave him a tender smile, stroking his nose with hers. They closed their eyes at the same time, enjoying the proximity of their bodies and their breath mingling.
-I missed you William, Julia whispered, terribly missed.
He did not answer, he could no longer think, articulate, nothing else mattered. And when he felt Julia's soft lips on his, the world around him stopped turning. I have missed you too , he thought, pressing his lips against hers more, oh Julia if you knew how much I missed you. Forgive me, forgive me my love.
She felt William's draw against him, put his hand on her thigh and touch fingertips thin skin of her neck. She felt deepen their kiss. She felt his tongue slide over her lips to ask permission to enter and taste hers. Julia agreed, and she opened her mouth. She clung with all her strength to him when he wrapped his tongue to hers, when he showed himself enterprising and bold, snatching a groan of pleasure. She stroked his rough cheek and she could not help but smile without breaking their kiss. William was not quite as before, and she loved even more that he had become, especially with the little beard. They separated a little, just enough to cross their eyes and catch their breath. In a glance, they understood. Julia put her arms around the neck of William and slowly he got up, taking her against him. She closed her eyes, enjoying the sensation of the body of her husband against her. He put his hands on her hips and his forehead against hers and slowly, step by step, he led her to the mattress a little further. While standing next they plunged their gaze into each other again. William's fingers started back to the nape of his wife and he slid between her blond curls to remove her silver bar. And her hair fell cascading over her shoulders. He smiles.
-You cut your hair, he said simply.
-I know you love them, but they became really too long. There is not a big difference.
-No, indeed, but you are not less beautiful.
They shared a smile and William kissed her again.
-I must admit I love to see you with that beard, Julia admitted stroking the chin of William, my "so perfect and always impeccable husband" would become a wild man?
-Do you love wild men? He retorted, smiling.
-You know what I love William, you always knew. And you always gave me what I loved.
In response he simply smiled to her, before kissing her with all the passion and love he felt for her. Julia's heart exploded in her chest, he knew how to make her mad, he knew how to love her and she knew that again tonight, he would like the way she loved him to.
William's hands glided over her body, this body that had missed so much and he had dreamed about every night since he had left. He caressed her shoulders, her breasts, leaving his thumbs tickle her nipples that he could barely feel through the fabric. Julia moaned deeply playing again with the tongue of her husband. He stroked her chest and belly, hips and she drew a shy laugh when he put his hands on Julia's buttocks to draw against him. He left his mouth to run his kisses on the neck of his wife, who slid her hands over his chest and slowly opened his shirt. He seized her lips again when she slipped the shirt on his muscular shoulders. Once the fabric down, Julia pulled the undershirt of William stuck in his pants. She looked herself to caress very slowly his body on the passage of her hands. William trembled when the fingertips of Julia barely touched his skin. She then departed from him, just enough to keep her mind and remove his shirt just enough to contemplate his muscular and perfect body, to see the heavy breathing of William who kept his eyes closed, just waiting for her to continue her soft and exquisite torture. Julia then leaned forward to kiss him under the ear while moving her hands in his back , his waist to his shoulder blades.
-William, she sighed in his ear, I'd feel your skin against mine. What you would say to remove these clothes?
He did not answer, just smiled in her hair which he sniffed the scent. A second later, he found the buttons on the skirt of his wife and he quickly opened to let the cloth fall on the ground. She closed her eyes when William did the same to her shirt and he covered up her chest with his kisses. She threw her head back to enjoy the feeling of his lips on her skin, to fully appreciate the small circles his tongue drew on it. She massaged his scalp, feeling the tension rising a little, feeling her body respond to the attentions of her husband. She smiled, feeling William open her corset, she let out another moan of pleasure when once again he massaged her breasts in his hands, when his thumbs played with small balls of flesh through the thin fabric of her undershirt. Julia walked few centimeters away from him again. She wanted more, much more. She looked into William's eyes and she went down her panties. She saw him looking down at her and painfully swallow. There were only her undershirt that separated her skin from his, this simple little white cloth and William's trousers that he intended to remove in the second. With a mischievous smile, she came to butter her body against William and slipped a hand in his pants. William stifled a groan of satisfaction when she took his manhood in hand, so big and so hard even if they were not naked. Julia massaged him a moment, wanting to feel him tense with more desire for her. William's breath quickened at the same rythm as Julia pressure on his privacy, the rythm at which he could not help but attract the young woman against him, his hands on her buttocks again. She felt that pleasant wetness between her thighs, she was ready, ready to give herself to William. But Julia knew that the time had not yet come, that tension was still rising, so they can reach the fullness they loved so much, together. She then retired her hand of William pants to lift her shirt to make it pass over her head, to meet the gaze full of desire of the young man. They simply smiled and he opened his pants that slipped on the ground with his coat. He put his hands around the waist of his wife, who snuggled against him immediately. A second before Julia wraps around him, before she caresses his sex whom grew more and more with her pubis. They closed their eyes at the same moment, in the same groan and gently, William made her lie down on the mattress. He stood there for just hold her, to feel his body pressed against hers as he overlooked her. Then he kissed her shoulder, the top of her chest, his mouth took the road to her left breast and he wrapped his tongue around her swollen nipple. Julia arched pushing another throaty moan. He wrapped her other breast with his hand, and she lost her mind.
-Oh William, she moaned.
The mouth of her husband continued his lower growth, lower and lower, to achieve her already wet blonde curls. He took her by the hips and gently, she spread her legs a little more. He looked her. This view had missed him so much, Julia open to him without restraint, her body shook with spasms of pleasure she could not control, her chest heaved the staccato rhythm of her breathing, her sweet intimacy, so hot, only for him. William's eyes met Julia's, she was smiling while slipping her hand through his hair. He smiled back and his mouth approached her femininity without he left her eyes. His lips touched her, his tongue caressed. He saw that look in her eye, that look that he loved so much. Julia fought with all her strength, she wanted to continue watching him give her pleasure, but it was stronger than she was, she could not bear it. She closed her eyes, sighing his name, smiling, noticing the new sensation of feeling the hairs of the beard of William on this so sensitive area. She loved it, she loved him so much. She dug her a little fingers in his hair to hold him against her and she moaned again louder. William Oh my God, do not stop, do not stop , not now, do not my love. He continued to kiss, caress, suck, lick, bite tenderly for minutes, watching with delight and pride his wife lose her mind when the voltage again went up a notch, he embraced her body once again, lying his against hers again. He tasted her tongue, he groaned in turn when the young woman rubbed his manhood again, now so big that he knew he would soon explode. He put his hand on hers and she understood. Immediately, Julia wrapped her leg around his hips. She gave a kidney shot, and he felt the tip of his penis caressing her softness.
-Mmmmhhh, he muttered, preparing to take her.
Yet William did nothing. He pressed a burning kiss on the neck of Julia asking more earnestly him to make his own.
-Julia, he whispered on her cheek before walking away just to meet her eyes.
She stood motionless for a moment, unsure of what he wanted. He stroked her lips with fingertips and his other hand rested on the thigh of his wife.
-I want you...
She cut him, laying her finger on his lips and smiled easily. Look at her. He wanted to look at her the moment when he would slip into her. She had understood. She then kissed him deeply and when their eyes crossed again, William penetrated gently. They just smiled. He sank a little more, always more until the moment he could not more. At that time, they closed their eyes and rested their foreheads against each other.
-I love you Julia, William whispered on her lips, I love you so much.
They kissed again and William withdrew a little, to take her again. She closed her arms around him, not wanting him to move away from a single centimeter, happy to feel him with her again, happy to be at the right place, in his arms. William had a hand in the hair of Julia, the other on her hip. They made love for minutes. Each kidney shot took them to a huge state of wholeness and happiness. They burst in unison in a cry of pleasure, Julia trembled again against him and he fell on her body. In peace, happy, together.
to be continued... ;)