A Starting Point

CHAPTER FORTY- I'M ON FIRE

William

I pulled her legs around my waist and carried her into the house. I leaned my back against the wall beside the door and sat up, bringing her with me. He couldn't waste time going to his couch or his bed. I just wanted to have her there, her body pressed against mine.
"I wanted so much to touch you," I said in a deep voice.
She looked at me and then, with her eyes closed, she kissed me. Heloyse managed to be sensual with just that kiss.
I ran my hands over her legs that were covered by the fabric of the dress. Her soft skin contrasted with the hardness of my palm. Heloyse was delicate in every way.
I lifted the hem of her dress a little more and she stopped kissing me. She placed her hands on my chest and slowly lowered them. Her touch made me stiffen even more.
When she got to the end, she slipped her hands under my shirt and slowly caressed my abdomen. She climbed onto my garment, curling the hem, and then looked at me, waiting for me to raise my arms. And I did what she wanted. She threw my shirt away and lingered, looking down at my stomach. She bit her lip and touched me again.
She liked what she saw.
His hands came down and played with the waistband of my pants.
“Will?
- Yea? I said quietly.
"I promised not to let him get any closer." But, I can't think straight when you kiss me. The only thing I think about is how I wish I had him inside me.
Oh shit!
She couldn't say things like that. That delicate mouth must be wrong to say something like that. That was terribly sexy.
I took out the hairclip that was in her bun and let her thick hair fall freely down her back. I put my hand on the back of her neck and brought her closer, invading her mouth with my tongue, in a possessive kiss.
Possessive! That was the word that best defined what happened to me whenever I was around her.
I lifted the hem of her dress and slipped it over her head. The first time we did something like this, it was night and we were under candlelight, but I could see how beautiful she was. Now, in the middle of the morning, I had her on top of me, half-naked and I had never, ever, in my entire life, seen anything so splendorous than Heloyse and her incredibly appetizing body.
I unfastened the front clasp of her red bra, slipped the straps down her arms, and tossed her to the floor. I looked down at the tiny pair of panties the same color as the one I'd just taken off. The sides were thin, lace and flimsy. I ripped off the sides and she looked in disbelief at the destroyed piece.
“I liked this set,” she said, smiling.
- I am not. I prefer you without.
Her smile widened and she lifted her body a little. I pulled off her panties and threw them away.
She took my belt off, unbuttoned my pants, and I lifted my hips. I helped her down my pants and my boxers. When my cock sprang free, Heloyse exhaled and smiled.
- You're beautiful.
She touched me in a soft way and I was almost losing control. She pressed her lips to mine, her tongue invading me and I felt her hand hold me a little tighter. She stroked me hard, increasing the pace and if she kept it up, I'd be there before my time.
I took her hand and stopped her.
"I need you to stop now."
She ran her tongue over her lips and it sent waves of desire through my body. I touched her neck and as my tongue worked on her nipples, Heloise fidgeted impatiently. I lowered my hands to the folds between her legs and felt how wet she was. And I was the one who made her like this.
“Are you ready for me, sunshine?” It wasn't a question.
“Oh, I always am.
“Damn answer!”
I lifted it and slid it over my throbbing member. Her flesh was tight and she descended slowly, all the way down.
Heloyse had her arms around my neck, her face turned down, watching our bodies unite. She gasped, looked up, and before I could say or do anything, she moved.
I wanted this woman for myself, in a way I couldn't explain. I was a primitive male, with an animalistic instinct and Heloyse was the prey. I just wanted to devour her.
I had my jeans still covering my legs while she was on top of me, completely naked. It was sensual, bordering on perfection. I gripped her hips, pushing myself faster and harder.
She rode me, her eyes closed and her mouth hanging open. Her hot insides enveloped me up and down. There was a fire in us. Huge flames of fire, burning our skin. That's what we felt and we couldn't deny it.
Your sex was hot!
I put my finger in her opening and circled there, eliciting more moans from her mouth.
"Yes, that..." she said in a clipped voice.
I circled my finger and entered her, harder. I wouldn't hold out for long and neither would she. She wanted to reach her destination, the end of the road and I would take her.
“Faster,” she said.
I wasn't a slow walker, I always liked to run, so I increased my thrusts. That was hot. Yes, yes, his sex was pure fire.
I saw small beads of sweat form in the valley of her breasts and I ran my tongue over her lips. I was a thirsty man.
"I'm almost there..." he said.
So was I.
She bit her bottom lip and I knew what was coming next.
Heloyse let out a loud moan and I felt her tighten around me. She moaned deliciously, enjoying her orgasm and after a few thrusts, I spilled into her, feeling my body shudder.
We held each other, breathing hard.
I inhaled the scent of her hair and mentally thanked her for being there with her. The two weeks that passed were terribly unbearable. I needed to be there.
She let go of my embrace a little and looked at me, a little shy. Then, worry hit me and my heart quickened.
"I didn't use a condom."
— I take pills — Heloyse frowned. - Don't worry.
I nodded, noticeably relieved.
“We need to clean up.
She smiled and got up.
After we were composed, she poured me a glass of water. We were a little quiet, so I pulled her into a hug while I had my back against the sink and sipped my water.
"I want to take you somewhere. Let's go?
- Now?
- IT'S! Now.
She snuggled deeper into my embrace.
— What do I have to wear?
“If you want, just take two changes of clothes. I'm taking some things for us to eat.
- Like this? Where are you taking me? she asked as she pulled back to look at me.
“Somewhere other than here. I want to have this moment with you. I can't go home today. My house is empty.
"Isn't that weird, especially after what happened the last time we saw each other?"
“I don't want to talk about it right now. Please come with me!
She nodded and gave me a smile.
- He is well.
- Thanks!
"Then I'll get the clothes and I'll be right back."
"Okay," I said, smiling.
He grabbed his cell phone, three sets of clothes, underwear and his slippers. She put everything in a backpack and we went to the Ferrel house.
I greeted Thom and Cielo and Heloyse notified them that we wouldn't be back that night. She gave them satisfaction, as if they were her parents. Thom went to the fridge and took out a bowl of fruit salad and handed it to me.
— Sky has done little. It is delicious.
I thanked them and said goodbye to the two, taking the fruit salad to the truck.
Heloyse took a few seconds inside the house and then got into the truck, picking up the fruit salad bowl. I was positioned behind the wheel. I turned the key, bringing the vehicle onto the road.
“Where is this place?”
- It is a bit far. About two hours from here. You will like.
The next few minutes were long and silent. We had this thing of being happy and then, trapped in some thought, far from where we were.
"I still can't believe you came," she said softly.
“Me neither,” I said, eyes focused on the road.
The sun showed that the day would be hotter than that.
Bruce Springsteen's voice filled the truck's interior. I hummed the snippets of the song so low, just to myself. I ended up distracting myself with the music. She looked at me for a few seconds as she turned her attention back to the road. I continued singing.
At night I wake up to sopping wet pillowcases and a freight train passing through my head. Only you can satisfy my desire. Oh I'm on fire
I noticed her face flushing and her hands clasped together. I touched her hand gently, as if she were made of glass and at any moment she was going to break. Then I laced my fingers through hers. I brought her hand to my mouth, placing a quick kiss.
She smiled and I took a deep breath. She wasn't good for my sanity.
- Can I ask you something?
I shook my head slowly.
"Would you tell me a few things about your childhood?"
"Not!"
“I don't know if talking about me is a good thing.
“I highly doubt it. You intrigue me. I don't think I've ever wanted to know about someone so much as I do now.
I swallowed, a little livid, but I decided to give it to her.
"And what do you want to know?"
"Well... Everything!"
“That's a lot.
"Then start saying what's on your mind."
It talks about... about... What's your full name?
Oh hell!
“Before I was adopted, my name was William Davies Lewis. Afterwards, Lewis was removed and in his place, O'Connor was left.
"William Davies O'Connor?" Beautiful name. I like Davies. Sounds like a beautiful boy's name.
She made me, for a few seconds, like that name again.
“My mother called me Davies. It was my grandfather's name, her father.
"I'm going to start calling him Davies," she said playfully.
I frowned, looked at her for a few seconds, then returned my gaze to the road.
"Only my parents called me that." I don't like being called by that name.
- OK! - she said.
I noticed that she got embarrassed and soon changed the subject.
— Music, food and leisure.
"Let's see... I like folk, country, rock music... As obvious as it is, as a good Texan, I like chili con carne." When I have nothing to do, I like to play the guitar, go for a walk, or go into town.
“That's a lonely thing.
“You are lonely too.
"I am." But, I wasn't always. My childhood wasn't as troubled as hers.
Her eyes widened, her face red and her hands over her mouth.
“Will, what did you mean—”
- All right. You just told the truth.
Why would I be mad if it was the truth?
“If you wanted to talk, Will…if you would vent to me…
I hated when people wanted me to open up. Not even the psychologist who accompanied me in childhood had this success.
Just Heloise.
But, I didn't intend to tell more than I already had.
“There's nothing good and amazing about me that you want to know. This is all new. I am taking a woman in my car for the first time to spend time with me. I never had company that I needed to talk to to pass the time. I'm a magnet that attracts boredom. So I have nothing interesting to offer you.
“Fine.” She was upset. — I am content to listen to music. Can I increase the volume?
- Clear!
And it was song after song during the hours we were on the road.
She'd already eaten a bag of potato chips and emptied a soda can. She ate half the fruit salad and then fell asleep.
Sometimes I took my eyes off the road and watched her sleep. I would need to learn to deal with what was happening at some point or another.