Chapter 14 #2
“Thank you, Devon.”
“You don’t have anything to thank me for. You know I care deeply for Aurora,” I said, stammering a bit, because feeling his hand on my skin had sent my heart racing and an annoying buzzing in my ears made me understand that I was about to collapse from how flustered I felt.
“Only for Aurora?” he asked, suggestively and with an impossible-to-hide gleam in his eyes, and I couldn’t prevent the natural blush from coloring my cheeks.
“What?”
Without saying a word, he took my hand and I allowed it; at that moment he could have asked me for anything because I was completely surrendered.
With two large strides he led me to my bedroom.
As soon as we entered, he closed the door and stood in front of me.
We were in semi-darkness, but I could see him perfectly with the light coming through the window that led to the balcony.
The sexual tension was palpable and about to make us explode.
“You didn't answer me,” he said, cradling my face between his hands and looking at me with eyes veiled by passion.
I think we were both aware of the torrent of emotions we were feeling at that moment, because I was sure he felt them too. And I knew clearly what I had to answer.
“I've been thinking about you a lot too,” I affirmed, with conviction, but with a trembling voice.
“And I haven't been able to think about anything but you, Devon Dulcet, my sweet doctor.”
He lowered his mouth to my lips and kissed me.
Our bodies pressed together, embracing tightly and melting our lips in a passionate kiss.
I missed his kisses, missed his touch, missed him.
A sigh of pure satisfaction escaped my mouth and William invaded it completely with his tongue, taking possession of it and all my senses.
I only felt for him, only felt when he touched me.
A fire began to slide through my entire body, destroying everything, awakening all those sensations and fibers of my body that had been dormant, I believe, forever or since before meeting him, because I had never felt what William Cavaller made me feel.
“God, Devon, I need you. I don't think you can imagine how much I desire you. I haven't been able to stop thinking about you, I'm going crazy,” he whispered, as he began to pull the summer dress I was wearing over my head and then my underwear.
William devoured me with his gaze, his eyes looked like they would burn.
Without breaking eye contact, he took off his shoes, socks, jeans dragging his underwear along with them, and then his white t-shirt.
I traced his body with my eyes until resting on his erection that was growing larger.
He was so sexy that he left me breathless.
“'Sweet,' don't keep looking at me like that because I won't be responsible for my actions.
I'm trying to maintain what little self-control I have left so I don't pounce on you and bury myself deep inside your body.
I want to make you mine in every possible way so that you'll only remember my name,” he said, with a husky voice.
His words made me shiver, but I was eager for that to happen. I desired him fervently and was going to leave analyzing the consequences of my actions for later; at that moment I wanted to enjoy what he was offering me, because what he offered was too tempting.
“I want you, William.”
He smiled and led me to the bed. He made me lie in the center while he positioned himself on top of my body.
“You're so sexy you drive me crazy... I'm about to catch fire.”
His mouth took possession of one of my breasts until driving me wild and then he paid the same attention to the other. It was impossible for me to stay still and I couldn't suppress the gasps that escaped without control.
His lips continued down my body until finding my sex and making me hold my breath.
He began to taste me while his hands caressed me, and I could only think that I was about to die from pleasure.
He increased his rhythm when he noticed I began to tremble.
I let myself go completely and exploded in a devastating orgasm.
When I began to regain my senses, I saw him return to my side with a small package in his hand.
With the condom in place, he looked at me with something resembling adoration.
“I trust you,” I said, looking at him and caressing his cheek, while he closed his eyes and began to penetrate me.
We both moaned as our bodies joined together, the pleasure increased rapidly and William reached deep inside me.
I grabbed his shoulders and arched my back.
He lowered his mouth to my lips and kissed me passionately.
When he broke the kiss and looked at me again, his feverish gaze made me shiver once more.
With a deep gasp he withdrew and thrust into me again, slowly at first, but always filling me completely.
The friction was driving us crazy and we couldn't stop moaning and gasping louder and louder.
The orgasm came sweeping away all my senses and I found myself screaming his name while my sex contracted around his and triggered his orgasm, making him shudder and groan hoarsely.
William collapsed on top of my body as we both trembled with the last spasms of the colossal orgasm we had experienced. We remained embraced.
“I needed you,” he said, his mouth brushing against my neck. “I really needed you.”
“William, I think we should talk because in our last conversation it was clear that we both wanted different things.”
He raised himself up, resting his elbows on the mattress and looked at me seriously.
“I only want to be with you and never said otherwise,” he affirmed.
“You didn't say it, but you demonstrated it with actions.”
He withdrew from my body, removed the condom, tied it off and left it on the floor. He lay back down on his side and rested his head on his hand. I did the same, which left us face to face and looking at each other seriously.
“Actually, you were the one who jumped to hasty and erroneous conclusions.
The day you saw me at the restaurant dining with a woman, I wasn't on a romantic date or anything like that, I was with my ex-sister-in-law, Cristina's sister, with whom I meet once a month to talk about Aurora.
I should clarify that I haven't been dating other women either,” he commented, leaving me completely surprised by this information.
Had I misjudged him?
“You weren't on a date?” I asked, feeling invaded by an irrational joy and some remorse for prejudging him.
“That's what I said, and I don't lie. I may have many flaws, but being a liar isn't one of them. I tend to be frank and direct, even if people don't like what I say.”
“Then I owe you an apology for treating you like an untrustworthy person,” I affirmed.
He looked at me without saying anything and I felt something growing inside me that felt contradictory and disturbing.
On one hand, I felt happy to discover he hadn't been with other women, but on the other, I knew clearly that William Cavaller was taking possession of my heart without remedy and that meant loss and pain, because I couldn't aspire to anything more than a relationship based on sex.
Neither did he want a formal relationship nor could I offer him a future.
“Apology accepted, but you could put a little more effort into it because you treated me very badly,” he suggested, looking at me mischievously with a slow, sly smile.
“A girl has to know how to acknowledge her mistakes,” I said, and without saying anything more, I moved closer to him, took possession of his mouth and then began to move down his body, leaving a trail of kisses in my wake.
William moaned and writhed with pleasure.
When I reached his member, which was already erect again, I took possession of it.
I enjoyed torturing him with my mouth and hands, while I listened to him hold his breath and then audibly gasp.
I had never been a very daring woman, rather I was shy, but with him I felt so fulfilled that I wanted to give him pleasure and allow him to give it to me.
“Dulce...” he whispered through clenched teeth.
It melted me when he called me that, and it also made my heart begin to melt the ice I had covered it with.
“Dulce.... aaah, I can’t hold back anymore, let me put on the condom or I’m going to come in your mouth.”
I looked at him and said what I had never said or done before.
“Do it,” I affirmed, convinced and determined to make him completely lose control and give him pleasure.
“Devooon...” he shouted, and ecstasy overtook him, making him emit a guttural sound of authentic pleasure.
I looked at him and found him with his eyes closed, breathing with difficulty. Being aware that I had made him experience that level of pleasure made me feel powerful.
“God, Dulce... you’re going to kill me,” he whispered, fixing his feverish gaze on mine.
“Was it good?” I asked, with a certain shyness.
“Good? It was wonderful,” he said, pulling me into an embrace. “You are wonderful, my Dulce.”
A while later we left the bed to shower together in the en-suite bathroom in my bedroom. That was also a very pleasurable experience, and when we got out of the shower, I was exhausted.
“Maybe it’s better if you leave now so you can come back early for Aurora,” I suggested, because I remembered that he had said he didn’t want his daughter to see us together.
He looked at me with a furrowed brow while putting on his underwear.
“Are you kicking me out?”
“No, not at all. I simply remembered that you had told me you didn’t want Aurora to see us together, so I assumed you were going to go to your house and come back tomorrow to take her.”
“Aurora won’t find out that I spent the night with you, she’s very young. We just need to make sure we don’t show ourselves as a couple in front of her.”
And that was quite a change.