Behind Closed Doors

Chapter 18

*Blythe*

I walked back upstairs limping a little after what happened down stairs. I carried my now clean clothes up to my room and I see Will in the lounge bed with the curtains covering over him as if it was blanket. He was laid across and seemed to be asleep. Maybe I'll surprise him in my bathing suit once I get on. I walked in my room and dropped the basket of clean clothes. I quickly changed into my bathing suit and pulled my hair into a messy bun. I put a big tee shirt over my bathing suit and walked out my room. I walked pass the pathway to downstairs and heard footsteps coming up.

I quickly ran outside and shut the patio door. The flashbacks of what happen just a few minutes ago appeared in my head. He tortured my body in a way he has never done before, it hurt and felt amazing at the same time. I don't know how long I can bear it, this desire, this craving for his body.

I took off my shirt and dived into the water. The water took my hair out of the bun and my braids flew free in the water. I swam through the water feeling like a mermaid being freed from a net that trapped me away from my freedom. I soon rose out of the water and saw a figure looking down at me, it was Will. He was smiling down at me.

"What took you so long?" he asked me squatting down to my face.

"What? 'Your girl' can't get herself ready for a fun day?"

"My girl? You never liked it when I called you that."

"Well I guess I got to get use to it now since I am. I mean you already confirmed it with Rachel." He soon laid down on the ground still in my face being adorable. When is he never. He came closer to my lips and laid them on mine. It felt as if I haven't touched his lips in a long time. I pulled him closer to me to the point where he fell into the pool making a big splash. I giggled and without warning he pulled me down into the water with him. Looking at in the water was almost like a fantasy I once had when I first met him.

We both came out of the water and started laughing out of nowhere. He came in front of my face again and continued kissing me. I could feel his hands underwater grabbing my thighs wrapping them around his waist. Our kiss grew deeper and passionate to moving a higher level of pleasure. I feel his hands tugging on the strap of my bikini, but the funny thing is that I let him. What is happening to me? I've changed to some kind of sex freak. My bikini finally came off and his hand caressed my breast. I could feel something was gonna happen.

His hands suddenly slipped in my shorts and he began doing it, teasing me. I closed my eyes and the flashback of the laundry room came up again. I laid my head back and let the pleasure take over my body. I gasped out as he reached a very sensitive spot I don't think Trevor as ever touched before.

BUT WE HAD TO STOP!

"Will wait! W...wait! We have to stop." But he didn't, he kept going almost reaching my climax. "Will, Will I'm close! Please stop, st...stop. I, I....AHHHHH!" I finally reached it, I reached my climax. I exhaled rough and moaned out. I could hear him chuckle in my neck as he breathed out.

"Why did you want me to stop?" He asked whispering in my ear.

"I though we were going further. A...and I want our time to special."

"Don't you think I didn't want that too. Our first time together was in a spot, but I want to make it up to you. Blythe. You are very special girl to me. I'm in love with you ever since we became friends."

"I wonder what took you so long to actually admit it?" He chuckled and kissed my cheek.

"I wonder when you were gonna accept it. That's when."

"Well now, I do accept your love deeply." I kissed him hopefully not to go so far.

One Hour Later...

Rachel asked Will and I to help her get the house ready for the guest later tonight. We mostly talked, giggled, argued good things and just enjoying ourselves. She was very straight forward with him, even the kids jumped all over him as if he was their big brother. It made me happy to see them treat him like he was family and not some stranger I brought in the house. Trevor hasn't even shown his face after the little episode in the laundry room.

"So William what made you fall in love with this amazing young woman?"

"Well lets say, she found me in that dark and brought me to the light."

"Aww. That's what Trevor said about me when we first met. He was so sweet, gentle and kind." Hearing her say all this was like a stone being thrown at my head over and over. Sweet, gentle and king? In what scents, mentally or physically?

"He seems more like the type man that would be. I've seen the way that you two are with each other. The way he looks in your eyes, the way he smiles at you and worships you like a queen. I plan to do the same thing with Blythe. Maybe wait till after we graduate college."

"You two are so amazing. But on a serious note, when you first met here you never looked at her skin color?"

"No I never did. I always looked more into her eyes and heart. Skin color was never the first thing I looked at. She was always nice to me, she was there for me and she helped me through some tough times especially with family. They always pushed me into being a big business man like my father, except I have plans on investing my baby's dream."

"She is lucky to have you." Trevor said coming out of nowhere up the counter looking directly at Will and I. I had a feeling this wasn't going to end well.

"Trevor, honey nice of you to join us." Rachel said happily and kissing his cheek as he came beside her. He grabbed her waist and starting kissing her. I rolled my eyes and continue cutting up food ignoring the fact that this was happening right in front of my face while my boyfriend was next to me. Yes I said my boyfriend. She said things about me I never thought he would say about me.

"I couldn't help but hear you talk about Blythe, how you truly feel about her and how you plan to invest for her dreams. But what about your dream, son?" He was starting to get really serious with him to the point I wanted to say something.

"I never really had dreams for myself, everything was planned for me ever since I was five years old. Now that I'm finally well old enough to make choices for myself, I made my own plans. I know what I want, sir."

"Vey impressive. Blythe, you know, you never really told me your big dreams before." He was trying to test me, well game on!

"My dream was actually to be writer and to also maybe a film writer, producer and director plus be an actress. But now, I think I would want my own little production company."

"Mmm. Well you know if you need more of investment or property you know you can always talk to me or ask me."

"How thoughtful, honey." Rachel said touching his hand smiling. Could this day get any worse with his sudden sensitive attractive to help me with my "dream".