HI Folks! Well, Eliza finally made it to a baseball game. William once again caught a foul ball, however, it ends in her lap! I hope you are enjoying this story if you are reading it on this site. I am publishing as Carol157 on A03 in case you have been reading it there. Any feedback is welcome. Love-Carebearmaxi
A New Sport
Chapter 6
Decisions
"Eliza, have you eaten?" William asked as they rode in the cab to The Carlton Hotel.
"No, I haven't eaten anything since breakfast. It's 8:00 pm. I assume you are hungry or you would not have asked," Eliza responded. She sat next to William and tucked her arm around his. At their feet on the floor of the carriage were William's clothes and toiletries, Eliza knew he had packed for the whole night and next morning. He would leave for the precinct from her hotel room.
They arrived at the hotel and Eliza was only on the second floor so they walked up the stairs. As soon as the door was shut, Eliza unpinned her hat dropping it on the bed.
"I noticed you haven't had time to unpack. When did you arrive?"
"I arrived late this morning," Eliza said turning around and watching William busy himself. "I then quickly went to your precinct where I was received warmly and then directed to your boarding house where I met Mrs. Wallace who, after a rather long tea and conversation, then instructed me where the baseball field was located."
"Well, I apologize for not being where you can find me so easily," William said preparing his articles for his bath. He opened the door to the bathroom and was fascinated by its size.
William made a whistling noise and then he said, "Your business must be booming if you can afford a hotel in the USA with a bathtub this large."
"It is, William. We need to discuss that," Eliza said sotto voce.
"Do you want me to draw your bath for you?" Eliza asked as William returned to the main part of the room.
"Eliza!" William exclaimed in shock. She stood with her arms open wide in nothing but her sheer lace dressing gown. With her golden blonde hair unpinned and falling to each side of her face and shoulders, her slight body almost entirely revealed to him in the white lacy gown, Eliza looked very much as William had pictured what she would look like on their wedding night. Somehow he knew that she could no longer wait as he could not.
He moved forward slowly drinking in the vision of a virginal Eliza. He wanted her now more than ever. He put his hands on her upper arms and found her trembling and he smiled. Her blue eyes pierced him with the power of her love and desire revealed to him fully. Her eyes followed him. Momentarily he saw a question or a fear and all he wanted to do was to put her at ease. He could see her shoulders trembling and her lip quiver.
Inside his own body, his heart beat like a drum hammering so loud that he could swear you could hear it from the outside.
"I want you, Eliza. Can you feel that?" He asked as he took her left hand and placed it on his chest. He had changed into regular clothes before they had left his room at the boarding house.
"I'm so sorry, William. I love you. I should never have let you walk out that door," she said softly almost losing her voice to the intensity of her feelings. She almost started to cry.
"Eliza," William sighed as she bent forward with both hands and undid the first button of his shirt and kissed the crevice between his strong pectorals. He encircled her in his arms rocking her ever so slightly. Holding her tightly, he kissed the top of her head. He felt her delicate but strong arms wrap around him and hold him tight in return.
"I want you, too, William. I have missed you," Eliza said moving in his embrace to look up into his face. She was so sorry for never saying how much she loved him before he left. She would explain it someday to him, but all that mattered now was that she was finally with him again and in a place where they both wanted to be.
Then with an intense look leaving no doubt what he wanted to do, William kissed her. Not like the beautiful bittersweet kiss they had shared when he left London, but a searing kiss offering all of himself to her and praying that he would not scare her into changing her mind.
While they deeply kissed, Eliza had worked William's shirt buttons. She broke the kisses long enough to blaze a trail of open mouthed kisses on William's warm flesh where the buttons were undone by her handiwork. She trailed one slight finger down the line of hair from the center of his chest to his navel. She smiled at William's intake of breath as her hands and lips had reached below the waistband of his trousers. She kissed her way back up to William's neck and standing on her tiptoes gently kissed the hollow of his throat. She loved the way his beard tickled her. It was so soft.
Moving his chin so his eyes could absorb the lusty look in her eyes, he caught her lips in another searing kiss.
"I want very much for this to continue, love, but are you ready for me? Because we are going to bathe together in there and then I want to carry you into this room and make love to you in this bed all night."
Then something caused sudden apprehension in Eliza. William saw the blue fire of passion in her eyes suddenly turn to fear. She became nervous and shy in her manner to him once again as she walked away out of his arms. She turned around and saw his curious look.
"I'm not teasing you, William. I just need a moment to think before I commit myself to you fully. Did you know that in spite of my seducing you I am not exactly experienced in this department?"
"Eliza, have you never been with a man before?" William asked a bit surprised.
Eliza bit her lip and answered, "No….yes… I have, but it meant nothing. It was an experiment. It happened when I was 17 and I was at home and…"
"Rupert?" William asked knowing full well Rupert was liable to make a pass at William before he looked at Eliza that way.
"Rupert? Of course not, you know he prefers men."
William whistled and shook his head. "I don't know why. You are so beautiful and passionate although sometimes I have wondered if you really want or need someone at all."
"My priorities have changed a lot since I was 17. I do love you, William. I love you so much and I want you," Eliza cried hurriedly walking back to him and reached up kissed him.
"Then why do you hesitate now? I will not hurt you. I only love you and want you."
Eliza looked up into his face.
"Did you want to marry me?"
He stroked her hair and let his hand run to the ends of her tresses rubbing the tips between his fingers.
With an earnest expression in eyes, he answered deeply and softly, "Yes…oh yes. I've thought of nothing else since you told me you loved me."
He watched her face as he said these words to her and he was rewarded with a beautiful smile and her knuckles stroking his face. He smiled briefly then with a deep intense look he kissed her and swept her up in his arms and carried her to the bath.
They stood before the steaming water contained in the claw footed tub. The electric lights were off, but a candle brought from the room's small dining table into the bathroom rested on the sink. The light was dim and leant a rosy glow to the otherwise austere white tiled room.
They continually kissed and held hands tightly the whole time the hot water was filling the tub and the heat warming the room.
William could not take his eyes off Eliza in the lacy white dressing gown which did little to conceal her body. He could see the roundness of her breasts and the pink tips of her hardened nipples. He softly released her hands and stroked to her breast to softly undo the laces that held the gown closed. He clasped her other hand in his and kissed it. As he undid the other laces, he bent and kissed her deeply and softly passionate. Again he heard her breathing and she opened her mouth to explore his. Her gown was open now and William slipped his arms around her naked body, cupping her small buttocks, and kissed her harder.
Eliza moved her head and broke the kiss but nuzzled her face to feel his soft beard on her cheek.
"Take me, William," she whispered softly looking into his eyes and seeing the desire mixed with love in his expression. She helped him shrug out of his shirt. She ran her hands over his smooth muscular shoulders and chest and core. She wanted William to know how much she wanted him. She felt she had always shied away from it. When he left her that rainy March night, she was angry. However, after the anger subsided, she found she not only missed them working together, laughing together, eating together, but missed the physical side of him. She had never seen him fully unclothed. Everything had always been proper between them. Their monthly dinners always contained brief hand holding at the table and usually a chaste kiss goodbye when he took her home. She gazed at him now, and she gasped at how beautiful his body was. She bit her lip and knew that he was hers and always had been hers and all she had to do was let him know how she wanted him in return.
Her subsequent fantasies of him after he had left had not done him justice.
William allowed her to do what she wanted. He was happy just to have her love him and respond to his approaches in like fashion. He was afraid she would turn and run away from him once he really knew what he wanted. He noticed she had become hesitant in unbuttoning his trousers.
"Eliza?," he placed a finger under her chin and lifted her face to his.
"I want you, William."
Regaining her confidence and remembering her desire for him to be with her, she unbuttoned his trousers and gently stroked his hard manhood through his undergarment. She looked up to gain his reaction and she was rewarded by his quick intake of breath and shallowing breathing.
William assisted in shedding his trousers and undergarment and stood completely nude in all his male splendor for her observation. He removed the final barrier to seeing her body by helping her slip the robe from her shoulders.
This was the woman whom he had loved for decades and had stolen his heart from the moment he met her. Eliza, with whom he had always sparred, was intelligent, beautiful, and was the woman he had always known was his destiny had become suddenly shy again in his presence. She trembled in his arms as he kissed her. He gently stroked her body and moved one finger between her legs and found she was very ready for him. Eliza, who was never bashful about anything including her eagerness to consummate their love this night, looked up at him with all the love, desire, fear and need for him.
"Don't be afraid, my love," he quietly told her.
"Take me, William," she repeated and stroked his face and then repeated the gesture at his hardened maleness.
He took her hand and guided her to the steaming tub of water. He held her hand as she stepped into the hot water.
"It's perfect temperature," she remarked and looked at William. Her eyes never left his face or his body.
"You are so beautiful, Eliza. God I love you," William drawled after sitting down in the tub and encouraged her to do the same.
Eliza sat on one side of the tub facing the sink and the one lone candle. She watched as William, stiff and hard, stepped himself into the tub. He sat on the other side of the tub so he could look at her.
"Come over here. You're too far away," William deeply said inviting her to sit in front of him, so he could wash her back.
Eliza produced a washcloth completely warmed and wet. She handed it to him.
William clasped her from behind within his arms and his legs as best he could as Eliza sitting in the well between his bent knees felt his need poking at her back. The tub which for one would have been more than ample space but for a rather broad man plus another person minimized the space. The water helped facilitate their ease of being with one another. It was relaxing. William was still a bit sore and stiff after playing baseball today, so the warm water helped.
Inside William was so filled with his love, desire, and warmth for Eliza, he was almost speechless, if asked, how it felt to hold Eliza in his arms like this. What's more is that she welcomed him and told him that she loved him and wanted to be with him. William could ride to heaven on that alone. That's all he needed. She loved him and wanted to be with him. Whatever else that entailed it would be discussed later. For now, the most important thing was to share this experience with her after longing for her.
Eliza leaned into William's embrace and leaned against his chest. After finally acknowledging to herself that she needed love in her life and acknowledge William was all the love she needed, she had wanted to do nothing but please him and make up for any unpleasantness between them. He had come to acknowledge that she was good at her job, and he did what he was able when it came to supporting her professionally.
However, Eliza had acknowledged her love for him and how much she missed him. The letters between them sometimes spurred more than weekly update. In Eliza's case she found her life profoundly lonelier although she had social interactions with a few from her business but not the same intimacy and lifelong experiences she shared with William. Simply put, he knew her best, wanted only the best for her, and loved her for who she was.
Coming back to the physical William enclosed in his arms and he touching her intimately and lovingly, aroused her need for him as a woman needs a man.
She leaned into him. She put a hand up and brought his face down to kiss her. She wanted nothing but to stay in his arms and kiss him. She let go an audible sigh. "I hope I have made you happy. I thought of nothing else for the last few months since I wrote you about what has changed for me."
"I never thought I would ever get the privilege of loving you like this, Eliza," William mused and loved it because she then scooted to her knees. As she straddled his thighs she felt his hard member teasing her core.
William sat in the warm water and put his hands around her slim waist and repositioned himself to slip inside her.
She audibly sighed at the feeling of having him inside her. Eliza was surprised at how utterly easy he was inside her. He filled her whole being.
"My love," he whispered huskily and enclosed her in his arms. Her legs were around his waist and she maneuvered slightly to grow the fire and friction. He knew that he did not want that to end. She moaned with pleasure in his arms and he was so fully inside her. She stroked him inside as she moved her hips.
Eliza rested her head on William's shoulder for just a minute which changed the position of him being inside her. She maneuvered her hips again and sighed against his ear.
"Oh my God, William," she said sinking down further on him. She felt his arms enclose her tighter and enjoyed his mouth on her neck causing goosebumps and chills down her back. His hands could not have been more skillful in loving her body as his heart loved her soul.
William pulled her away a little and coaxed her to look in his eyes again as reinforcement that she wanted this. She did with a little sinful smile she gave him. His direct intense gaze dissolved and William took her ample breast in his mouth and played her hard nipple with his tongue. Another pleasurable sigh from Eliza and friction increased causing them to rush things a little. The water acted as an accomplice and it rippled with their motions. William trailed his mouth to hers where their breaths mingled and then he followed with passionate kisses down her neck and shoulder as she had done the same to him. Eliza held him tight and rode with him as he rocked her shifting himself within her igniting all new fires causing goose flesh on her skin as they both neared the inevitable joyous pinnacle of their consummation.
Eliza rode with him as their waves of pleasure crested. William's head lay in the crook of Eliza's neck as he panted his way down from the top. She breathlessly kissed him and cried his name as she had crested only a few moments after him. The water was still warm and Eliza felt him still inside her where he had only seconds before emptied himself into her. She slipped off him slowly as she recovered from her own pinnacle panting. She lay him between his spread legs. She ran her hand in the water.
"William."
"Yes, my love," he said as he playfully kissed the nape of her neck. His hands
played with her breasts coercing her pink nipples to harden. He loved to look at her. Her skin, normally so pale, was a blushing pink from his loving. She jumped and giggled at his touch. "
"As much as I would love to lay here, the water is becoming cold," she panted out pleasantly stroking his chest from behind her.
He bent her forward and kissed down every vertebra of her spine. The water was
becoming cold he had to acknowledge that plus he could feel his fingers and toes becoming rather wrinkly. He held up her hand and noticed the wrinkles in her fingers.
"We're both going to be shriveled if we do not get out of the water soon," William remarked and kissed her fingers before releasing her hand.
"I will get out first and then I will help you out. I do not want you to fall," he quietly told her.
As he exited from the tub, Eliza gave him a cheeky look taking in his loose curls.
"I've forgotten how shaggy you can look when you're not dressed and pomaded to the nines. I rather like that look, William. I hope your other women appreciated it as much as I do."
"No need to worry what other women thought of my curly hair. You are the only woman I care about. "
He wrapped a towel covering his lower body as he spoke. He wondered what made her think of other women with whom he had sex. Surely, she's not feeling inadequate because she was the only one who mattered to him. He had hoped he had shown her that.
"So I guess that means you want me to be shaggier when I go to work? What do you think the Chief and all the other lads will think?"
Eliza smiled and then allowed him to take his hand and assist her stepping from the tub. She felt exhilarated and truly loved. She was a little sore using muscles that had not seen the light of day for a long time, but at his question she indicated her answer by coming into his arms while he wrapped a towel lovingly around her body.
"I want to be the only one who sees that part of you. That may sounds selfish but I always have been." They kissed each other as they stood there.
"I'm a lucky man," he remarked savoring how she looked naked and wanting by candlelight.
She reached up and kissed him.
"I'm the lucky one, love," she returned.
Eliza waited for William to pull the plug in the water before they both entered the main room with the bed.
William lovingly removed Eliza's towel from her body and gently dried her from the o top of her shining hair to the tops of her small feet. He kissed her face, her neck, and every conceivable part raising goosebumps for the both of them. He told her he loved her and wanted her to be his wife.
"This is a strange time for a proposal, William," she teased.
"Well, I think it's a grand time," William said with a smile. "I promise I will ask you again properly."
Eliza stroked his beard with her hand and gave him "you'd better" look.
Eliza responded to William's new caresses with her own. They lay in the large bed wrapped in each other's arms mouthing words of love. When William touched her breasts again even slightly her breath caught and she opened herself freely and wantonly to him.
William was so ready and willing to love her again that he kissed every inch of her flat stomach and stroked with his fingers her hips and lower savoring the taste of her has his mouth followed his fingers. He gently rubbed each soft inner thigh with his beard listening to her gasps for air and her hiccupping of breath.
"William," she whispered. She was glad he had scooted back up the bed to face her. She kissed him long allowing their mouths to just rest. Eliza stroked his rock hard maleness with the back of her hand.
"Yes, my love, my Eliza," he whispered as lingered around her neck and face and kissed her several times.
"Let me love you now," Eliza gently commanded. He allowed her to take over by lying on his back.
He had stopped and looked at her. He was curious as to what she wanted to do with him.
He turned over onto his back. While watching her and stroking her arm, he said, "If you love me too well, you're not going back to England."
"We'll see," she purred kissing him and then straddling his thighs she could feel his hardness at her back. She ached to have him inside her again, but this time she wanted to love every inch of him as he had her in the bath and out of the bath. Eliza was not experienced with men as she had told William, but she instinctively knew William and wanted to show him how she so deeply needed him, wanted him and, most of all, loved him. She was not sure he realized that yet. She wanted to, like all things Eliza, make it undeniably his knowledge.
She kissed him and they savored each other again. Eliza straddled him, and he wanted to be inside her again but he did not want to rush her again. She licked his ear lobe and kissed the warm spot behind his ears. He could not help the chills and excitement that emanated from him at her touch. Her touch which was still so new to him. William never thought that in all the years in the future he would never tire of her. She was the love of his life.
After Eliza continued to nuzzle against William's beard, she proceeded to the other side. She enjoyed his spicy male scent composed of slight perspiration, soap, and the remnants of his cologne that had not been loved or washed away.
"You are never shaving that beard off, love," Eliza murmured softly. Her hands were stroking him everywhere and William's arms held her fast on top of him. They looked into each other's eyes. She stroked his forehead and kissed him and was rewarded by his smile. He returned her kiss and then giving him a wicked smile and lowering her eyes seductively, Eliza, on her knees slid down his body with nudges, caresses and open mouthed kisses. At one point, she lay her head on his well-developed core and listened to his heartbeat all the while stroking his soft testicles and then stroking his hardened shaft.
Finally making it to his shaft, William watched as Eliza took him into herself. She was wet and she slipped onto him slickly.
"Eliza!" William managed in the throes of needing release. He held her hips and guided her movements. He was even more excited when she moaned with pleasure. At one point, she controlled her own movement. He watched as her breasts with hard pink nipples enticed him to knead them. Her cries of need the only sound in the room besides his own.
Eliza, with a strangled cry of her own, managed to cry William's name at the apex of her orgasm. That all-encompassing feeling that heaven's light has finally broken through was still so new to her. She felt his release has body felt his semen empty into her. One of her reasons for hesitating to fully consummate their love was her fear of conceiving a child. However, this time she was not afraid of what their future held. If she conceived a child this night then so be it. She just knew she could not live without William in any way, shape, or form.
Dawn came much too soon. William lie contented as he blinked at the light coming through the slit in the curtains at the window. His body was curled joyfully around Eliza's. He raised his head and kissed the top of her head quietly. The last thing he wanted was to disturb her. He squeezed her gently before he looked for his pocket watch to check the time. He did remember he left it on the night stand behind him.
"It's 7:00 a.m., darling," Eliza murmured turning over sleepily to face William.
William spoke softly and deeply in his throat.
"I'm so sorry, love. I tried not to wake you." He pulled her close to his body so that her breasts were pressed against his chest and they were close enough for another round. However, reality set in and William knew he had to be at the precinct by 9 am.
"How do you know what time it is?" William asked with an uptick to his tone.
"Your pocket watch is on my side. Besides you woke me when you kissed me, I just didn't want you to stop," she said as she coerced William into lying on his back. Eliza crawled into his arms. Her head on his chest and her hand softly gently stroking him.
He reached out and clasped her hand in his. They intertwined their fingers.
"This is your left hand, correct?"
"William, yes, it's my left hand," she said as he continued to view their intertwined fingers. "This is your left hand around my waist, correct?"
"Yes, so it is."
After a moment's pause, Eliza really wondered where he was going with is statement of the obvious.
"I think our fingers look bare especially yours," William said
"What…Oh so what did you want to do about it?"
"I don't know. I'll let you know in a few hours."
"By the way, I don't mean to bring up a sore subject, but do you not have a meeting with the baseball scout?"
"Yes, after…my shift at the precinct. That means I won't see you until later and I have so much to tell you. What are you going to do?"
"I thought after you reintroduced me to the precinct I might be able to track down a female detective to see what it's like to be a female detective in New York as opposed to London."
William did not want to get his hopes raised but it sounded like Eliza was trying to find a way to make an easy transition from England to the United States in her chosen profession. She had not mentioned anything regarding making a home with him, but what else could she be thinking?