It had been three weeks. Three weeks the young woman gave her appointment at a hotel in the city. For three weeks he received a small white envelope on which was just writing his name. This delicious scent escaped. He could never help but smile when reading what was write on the card inside, a date, a time, the number of a room. No more no less. It became a clear message. They always met in the same hotel but never the same hours, the same days. William always transmitted to her what day he would be free and she fixed the appointment. Thus, he always came back to the room. Sometimes she commanded drinks, sometimes to eat, sometimes she simply was lying on the bed, dressed in her lingerie smiling widely. It happened a few short minutes before they let the passion and love they were, burst. Even if they shared an hour together, and never a whole night, they ensured that these stolen moments were magical. Sometimes they exchanged only a few words, sometimes they took some time to speak, but each time they could not help making love, as if they had the feeling of having to catch up all the time they lost away from each other during all these years.
Night fell on the city. They were lying one against the other, staring into that of the other. William stroked the fingertips Julia's arm as she let dance her fingers through his dark hair.
-I have to go, murmured the young man, I'm on duty tonight.
She just nodded and she left eye to stand and leave the bed. She wrapped herself in the sheet and walked to the window looking onto the street, catching the glass of wine she had not done before their antics. William simply watched her figure to emerge in the frame of the window, seeing how her hair was once again in shambles. He smiled shyly. He could not help himself, he needed to plunge his face when he made love to her, he needed to let his fingers slide between her blond curls and the result was there. William had to admit that she was always beautiful when he arrived in the hotel room, always perfectly coiffed, makeup, elegant, but he still loved more than anything to see her like that, knowing he was responsible for this, knowing he was the only one who could admire this view.
With a sigh, he left the bed. He quickly put his pants and he headed to Julia to hugged her kissed her neck. She closed her eyes, feeling the young man draw against him, feeling her back up against his bare chest.
-What is going on Julia? Whispered him in her ear.
-Everything is fine.
-I know you, he said in the same way without looking at her, staring street against the bottom, you're not in your normal state. Did I hurt you? Or...
-No William, cut Julia tenderly looking at him, you're perfect with me, you are an amazing man.
She stroked his cheek tenderly before coming to file a tender kiss on his lips.
-So tell me what's bothering you?
She kept her gaze in his anchored before coming to snuggle in his arms and sighing deeply.
-Darcy, she said with a sigh when he closed his arms around her, he suspects something, I feel it. I can no longer push him constantly, he did not understand why I don't want to make love, and he is sure I'm hiding something. He became insanely jealous and I begin to be afraid of him.
-Has he laid a hand on you? Has he made threats? William threw in fear.
-No, he is not capable of such things, said Julia, but I do not feel safe. I fear for Olivia too.
William's away for her to meet her eyes and he speak again on her lips.
-Julia, it is better to stop everything then.
-Stop? Repeated the young woman stunned. ... You want us ... we separate?
-For the moment, if Darcy learns our relationship he could go after you or Olivia and I will not forgive me.
-I told you he was not violent, Julia retorted leaving his embrace.
-We know that he is responsible for drug trafficking Julia, even if he himself is not violent, he knows men who can execute his orders.
-You say you will protect us, you promised me.
He reached next to her again to hug her and caress her cheek.
-I will give my life for you both Julia, he murmured, dipping his eyes in hers, but I will not risk yours. We are near the end, once the traffic is felt and Darcy in prison for complicity in murder, we can live our love openly. But we still need a little time.
-And in the meantime? I ... I can not live without you William, I can not, Julia repeated, placing her forehead against his, I beg you, do not leave me.
She approached him to caress his lips with her and let her hands slip into his dark hair then she closed her eyes.
-You and me William, nothing more than us, murmured Julia on his lips before kissing him a long moment, please I need you.
He did not answer right away, seeing the tears sliding down the cheeks of the young woman. He wiped his fingertips before kissing her in turn.
-When this is over I promise to take you away a few times, just you, me and Olivia. But in the meantime we have to be careful.
-I do not bear not to see you.
-We will, but less often.
He watched her with interest and she just nodded. Then she snuggled in his arms again, unable to feel safe anywhere but in his embrace, as if she would die every second if she did not feel his heart beating against hers.
The blows to his front door woke with a start. He had been woke up from a sweet dream, a dream where he enjoyed kissing the woman he loved, both lying in a mouthful prairie sun, hearing children laughing a few meters away. William frowned, looking at the time displayed on the pocket watch he had put on his night table. 3:46. George, William thought leaving the bed
The shots rang out again as he approached the door to open.
-I'm coming, the young man grumbled, I'm coming.
But he was not expected to see the young woman in front of him. She was returning from the club at this hour and he saw the twinkle in her eyes dancing, she was not sober.
-Julia, what ...
He did not have time to finish his sentence she rushed into his arms to kiss him passionately, clinging with all her strength to him, slamming the door behind her. He did not struggle, yet he was completely lost.
-Good evening Detective.
-What are you doing here?
-I just close, Darcy is on call, Ruby is at home and she takes care of Olivia ... I'm all yours, all night, she said lovingly on his lips before trying to kiss again.
-Wait, said William away a bit of her, I do not think it's safe.
She did not answer and she just looked down at his chest that she watched in detail. He saw her bite her lower lip for a second, just before her fingers brush against his skin. He froze a few seconds. This simple gesture always make him lost his mind and she knew it. Without a word she went down her hands down his pants. She saw the breath of William accelerate. She gave him a look, a smile, and she undressed him. She saw his member swell and another smile played on her lips, then she knelt in front of him.
-Julia, what are you doing?
He asked this question mechanically. Of course he knew what she was about to do, that he had always refused. She had confessed to want to give him such a pleasure but William had always protested. He briefly felt her lips on his sensitive skin one night, but she only file a tender kiss on his member at rest. He wanted to protest again, tell her he did not want, that he respected her and that he would never ask her such a thing. But he could not. He was frozen in place, unable to speak, unable to reason. He met her eyes again and the next moment, he lost his mind. He did not know why this time he had not said no. He fought with all his forces. And when he felt the tongue of the young woman curl around him, he no longer fought over a second. He slipped his hand into her hair to hold her against him and he just closed his eyes, let out a groan of pleasure escaped his throat. Minutes passed as she gave him her most tender caresses, as her tongue, her lips, her teeth, her hands traveled on his privacy. And after a few minutes, he gave more and more strokes, he was ready, he would explode and she knew it. She looked again at him, to see him abandon at her kisses and caresses and suddenly she straightened. He frowned and she kissed him passionately.
-Would you like that I stay tonight? She said lovingly leaving her hand travel on his erected member.
He did not answer and she felt the fingers of William slip into her back to open her dress which immediately slid to the ground. He unhooked her bra bluntly, he went down her panties quickly leading her underwear down in the race and he pulled her against him.
-We will finish what you started my love.
She simply smiled and leaned over to kiss him but William turned her. He slipped a hand between her thighs to come tickle her privacy. She arched, feeling the virility of William jam against her buttocks. He let his hands slide over her entire body, from caressing her breasts, biting greedily the skin of her neck as she pushed other moans of pleasure. He then left her against heart and she turned again. A glance was enough for them to link their mouth. He took the opportunity to lift her leg and place it on his hip and with a sigh he took her. They lay on the ground and he renewed his embrace, seeing her arch her back and moan a little louder when he sank with his whole length. He placed his hands on her hips as he had dreamed, and he took her, again and again, just watching her succumbed to his attacks. When he knew he was going to explode in her, he stopped and he lay down on her already moist body.
-I love you, he whispered in her ear.
Julia did not reply, instead she gave a violent jerk to switch and end up on top of him. She continued to wave, keeping her eyes deep in his, moaning his name lip. He saw her close her eyes and he sat up to bury his face in her neck to take them both to ecstasy, to explode in unison in a cry of pleasure.
Julia kept her arms wrapped around the shoulders of William, mouth ajar for breath, her body still shaking with spasms. She had needed him tonight, she had the need to forget what was her life. She had the need to feel loved and desired, to be with the man who was everything to her. She was at peace, finally, in his strong arms which pressed tightly against him. She closed her eyes when she heard him wishpering her name lip. She was where she has to be, she knew it.
The sun had begun its race in the sky, he was going to be late for work, but yet the Detective Murdoch does not care a second. He was sitting on the edge of his bed, dressed, shaved, ready to go, but he stood there watching her sleep peacefully. The sheet slipped on her body and he admired her bare back that presented his view. He was dying to let his fingers danced on her skin, to wake her with the sweetest way it is. But something in this attitude bothered the man of faith he was. He loved this woman, he did not doubt it for a second. But he doubted her love to him. She had never told him all these little words that meant so much. He wondered who he really was for her, if he was just a toy she used, if he was only her lover she had seen in the middle of the day or night when she pleased. A man who was always there when she need it. William pursed his lips and he brushed a strand of hair that engulfed her face. He wanted to believe that he was not that, but that morning, he doubted. So he looked at her again a few minutes and then he leaned over to file a soft kiss in her hair. She barely moved but she did not wake up. He walked away without a word, and he left his apartment. He would have to think about this.
to be continued...