Chapter 10
"Let your decisions reflect your hopes, not your fears."
—Nelson Mandela
Devon
You owe me an answer.
Standing before me and looking at me with utmost seriousness was him, William Cavaller, and that was all he said as soon as I opened the door and his intense blue eyes locked with mine.
“Mr. Cavaller? What are you doing here?”
“The very same. And I came for my answer.”
“I don’t understand,” I managed to stammer.
My heart began to beat so hard I could feel it pounding in my chest. Was he really standing in front of me, or had I fallen asleep in the armchair and was dreaming?
He moved closer and leaned forward to bring his sinful mouth to my ear.
“I asked if you were in a romantic relationship and you didn’t give me your answer because we were interrupted. I don’t usually leave questions unanswered, I don’t like it, so I’m not leaving until you give it to me.”
When he pulled away, I didn’t know what to say or do. I looked at him and felt like I was about to fall to my knees because they were going to give out at any moment. Did Cavaller find me attractive enough to desire me?
“I need your answer, Devon, because a man should be clear about what he’s facing.”
Hearing my name from his lips and in that voice made my entire body shiver. God help me because, yes, I wanted to have sex with this man.
“No,” I managed to respond, though I didn’t know where I found the voice.
“No, you won’t give me the answer, or no, you don’t have a relationship?”
“I’m not in a relationship,” I confirmed, not believing this was happening.
“Perfect,” he said, placing his hands on the back of my neck and pulling me toward him to, without warning, press his lips against mine.
He was kissing me! And I thought I might lose consciousness.
His kiss was scorching. He traced my lips with his and with his tongue, urging me to open them.
When I did, his tongue invaded my mouth and explored it completely.
He captured my tongue and sucked it forcefully.
I had never been kissed like this before.
It was undoubtedly the best kiss of my life.
Why had no one ever kissed me like this?
Why had I missed out on this erotic and wonderful experience?
“Cavaller...”
“Tell me, ‘Sweet.’”
“This isn’t right,” I whispered, though completely surrendered.
“This is the best thing I’ve done in a long time,” he affirmed, breathlessly.
Without stopping kissing me, he made me step back and closed the door with one hand. He pressed me against his body and wrapped me in his arms.
“William,” he said, taking my chin so I would look at him.
“What?” I asked, not knowing what I was saying or where I was, as if I were in a parallel universe.
“My name is William,” he said, looking at me with seriousness and desperate need, and then commanded: “Say it.”
“William,” I whispered, and I was sure that name would remain imprinted on my lips.
A moan of pleasure escaped from his lips and he smiled.
He returned to my lips and took possession of them and my will.
He kissed me agonizingly slowly, savoring me and making me feel dizzy.
The kiss was becoming deeper and more passionate.
I must confess that I had never desired or longed for someone so much; I was about to catch fire.
And I surrendered to this man I barely knew but who, for reasons I couldn’t explain, felt right and was what I had been waiting for all my life.
He embraced me, pressing me against his strong body, and his evident erection pressed against me.
“God, ‘Sweet.’ You can’t imagine how much I want you.
Since I saw you, I’ve wanted to kiss you, to have you like this, to get between your legs.
.. you’re so beautiful, so sensual, so sweet.
.. you’re driving me crazy. Tell me where the bedroom is or I’ll completely lose my head and take you on this carpet,” he begged, between moans.
“At the end,” was all I could say.
He lifted me up and began walking with me in his arms. When we reached my bedroom, he didn’t even turn on the light because the moonlight also illuminated that room.
“I’m burning for you, ‘Sweet,’” he affirmed, looking at me with a mixture of lust and confusion.
“I want you too,” I said, between gasps. There, I had said it.
“I’m going to take off this dress that you probably wear to drive men crazy because today no one could stop looking at you.”
He began examining the dress and seemed to have no idea what to do to remove it from me. I raised my arm and began to lower the zipper that was on the side. When he saw me doing it, he stopped me by putting his hand on mine.
“Let me do it so I can fulfill my desire to take it off you. All night I’ve been dreaming of this moment.”
The dress slid down my body until it ended up on the floor. His eyes traveled over my entire body, which at that moment was only dressed in sensual black thong.
“My God! You have a breathtaking body. You’re gorgeous,” he affirmed, looking at me as if I were the moon and stars to him. He approached, and when he was about to kiss me, I put a finger on his lips.
“Get undressed so I don’t feel so exposed.”
“You do it. Undress me,” he asked.
With trembling hands I began to remove his clothes while he kept looking into my eyes.
His burning gaze made me nervous but also excited me even more.
He was so eager that he ended up helping me, and his clothes joined mine on the floor.
When I saw him completely naked, I had to contain a moan of pleasure and amazement.
This man was perfect from every angle, simply perfect.
A body sculpted by the gods. Broad shoulders, muscular arms, flat abdomen marked by perfect abs, powerful, large and strong legs, his.
.. his... was big, very big and completely straight and hard, topped off with an extremely attractive and masculine face.
Without a doubt, he was supernatural, and I found it impossible to take my eyes off him.
This man was a fantasy come true, and tonight I could enjoy him, and I wasn’t going to be intimidated.
I wanted to do it and let myself go. I wasn’t going to think about tomorrow because I knew there wasn’t a tomorrow with him, but I wasn’t looking for that either, so I would forget my shyness and prejudices and surrender to pleasure without remorse.
At that moment, everything else ceased to matter
William’s mouth took possession of my breasts, making me moan and throw my head back.
“So soft and delicious,” he whispered, while continuing to torture me with pleasure.
Gradually he pushed me until I fell onto the bed.
He crawled over my body to take possession of my mouth and kiss me with overwhelming passion.
Then he moved down my body with his lips, leaving nothing unexplored.
When his head positioned itself between my legs, I looked at him, and at that moment, he raised his gaze and looked at me with a mischievous smile.
A second later, he placed my legs over his shoulders to have more access to my sex and grabbed my buttocks, and that vision made me feel pleasure in anticipation.
When I felt his tongue, I thought I would faint.
William Cavaller knew perfectly how to drive a woman crazy.
I was definitely going to die of pleasure.
Without having control over my body, one of my hands flew to his hair to hold onto him while with the other I desperately clutched the sheet.
When his fingers joined the caresses and his movements became intense, my body began to move uncontrollably until I let go and the orgasm shook my entire body.
“Aaah,” I screamed, and I felt him gasping.
“Say my name,” he asked, with a broken voice, while continuing to move his fingers inside my body.
“William!” I screamed again.
I felt like I was losing consciousness, I felt like I was losing my head and with it the little sanity I had left. I had never experienced something so intense and wonderful. Compared to what I had felt, my previous sex life could be classified as an absolute failure.
While I was regaining my senses, his gleaming gaze warned me that he wasn’t finished with me yet. He put on a condom, which I hadn’t even noticed when he went for it, and positioned himself between my legs.
“Do you trust me, ‘Dulce’?”
“I trust you,” I affirmed, with conviction.
Without taking his eyes off me, he took both my hands, intertwined his fingers with mine, and slowly and with great care, began sinking into me.
The sensation of feeling him invade me was glorious.
I wrapped my legs around his hips and began to move, accompanying his thrusts.
We both panted, moaned, screamed, and moved uncontrollably.
It was the best experience of my life. William slid to the deepest part, came out, and entered again, making that contact, that friction, drive us delirious.
He looked at me with feverish eyes and seemed amazed, which made me feel bolder than ever.
I grabbed onto his strong shoulders and pulled him to kiss him as if my life depended on that kiss.
William responded with the same passion and increased the intensity of his thrusts. We were both on the verge of collapse.
“You drive me completely crazy, I think I’m going to burn in hell,” he murmured, without stopping his panting.
When I felt the orgasm exploding in my body, I arched my back and screamed his name.
“Williaaaam.”
“Oh, my Goood,” he growled, as his body shook with a monumental orgasm.
He fell on top of me while I embraced him with my legs and arms. It seemed incredible to have had that experience with him.
We barely knew each other and had had a sexual adventure, an adventure like the ones my friends had always advised me to have, but we had connected in such a way that I felt completely vulnerable.
William raised his head and looked at me.
“‘Dulce’, are you okay?”