The Butterfly House (10 page)

I helped her down the hall to the bathroom and filled up the tub with a few inches of warm water. I was praying if I didn't answer the door they'd just go away. I grabbed everything off the counter and a sharp knife. I knew we had to cut the cord
and that
I had to sterilize everything thing.

Suddenly my teapot started whistling. I heard voices at my door. I quickly grabbed the pot and shut off the burner. I heard Angela cry out at the same time they started knocking on my door. I stood there frozen. Minutes went by as they knocked and then pounded on my door.

Then I heard my neighbor John yell out his door at them over the pounding rain. He said that I was probably at class or working, that I was not home. The knocking stopped. I breathed a sigh of relief as I ran back to the bathroom with my tea pot and cell phone. I was calling an ambulance one way or another.

Angela was lying on the floor in pain. I helped her into the warm water and quickly went to work using some alcohol and warm water  with a soft cloth. I cleaned all the blood off her and helped her wipe down herself in order to avoid any bacteria. I drained the tub and filled it up again a few inches. I could see the baby was crowning. I had to move fast.

“Ava get in my purse and get the papers in there out, please hurry!” she cried breathlessly.

“
For God sakes Angela this baby is coming, we can worry about that later!” I yelled. I was trying so hard not to panic.

“
Please Ava get them!”

I wiped off my hands and ran out to the living room for her purse. I saw the papers the minute I opened her hand bag. They looked like legal documents. I ran back the bathroom.

“I have them, now what?”

“
Ava please sign them, I'm making you my son's guardian.”

guardian? I couldn't be a guardian to a surrogate baby. I said as much. She fought to get the words out in between contractions.

“I'm keeping him, please just sign the papers. I'll explain it all later. I don't want my baby to be alone if I die!” She cried out.

I had no idea what was going on but this baby was coming so for now I'd sign them. I grabbed a pen from my bedroom and signed them, then Angela signed them. She was going to live and so was the baby if I had anything to do with it.

I called 911 and asked for ambulance. The men had been gone long enough that I felt safe taking the risk. The baby wasn't waiting, a few minutes later with the help of the 911 operator Angela's son was born. With the operator's help I managed to cut the baby's cord. I felt Angela’s hand on my arm. She smiled at me.

“
Baby Miles will need you Ava, please take care of him for me.”

A few seconds later she was suddenly very still. At first I thought she had just passed out or had fallen asleep. I heard the ambulance and ran for the door, carrying the baby in my arms in a towel.

The medics worked on her for almost thirty minutes via the radio with the hospital. When we arrived at the hospital she was still not moving. They took Miles from me. I was taken to a waiting room. Baby Miles was very tiny, he had come too early. It felt like hours until they finally came to me asking me about her family or next of kin. I had no idea who her family was. I had those papers in my pocket. I thought about the bruises she always had and her begging me to sign them. I told them I was the baby's guardian and her only family. They explained she had a stroke with a brain bleed. Angela was placed in a coma-induced state to decrease the swelling of her brain. Then they told me about baby Miles.

My world just stopped as the impact of the situation hit me. I was now responsible for a premature infant who had a critical heart issue and his mother was in a coma. I was taking a serious risk if Angela's husband or family found out. I had looked over those papers I signed. I wondered how this would play out if the baby was promised to a family and Angela's husband or that family came forth. I filled out the baby's birth certificate giving him both our last names,
Miles Mercy Wild.

The more I thought about it the less I worried because Angela's husband didn't know who I was to my knowledge. I quit my job the next day. I went home, cleaned up my apartment and got rid of all Angela's bloody clothes by taking them into the hospital. I dumped them in the bio-hazard bins. I put the custody papers in my safety deposit box but kept a copy hidden in my apartment. I never looked back. I didn't tell a soul. As much as I wanted to share this with Nolan there was no way I could yet.

I had just enough time to shower and change. I plugged in my flat-iron as I was digging in my closet for something to wear. I pulled on a pair of low rise Mudd jeans and a white blouse. I was going to keep it pretty casual, after all pizza was casual. I flat ironed my hair and went with a light hand on my makeup. I put on some vanilla lime scented lotion then stepped into a pair of sandals.

I heard a knock at my door then my cell vibrated with a text from Nolan. He was here. Smiling I tossed my cell phone into my purse, I was nervous but I had looked forward to seeing him all day. I was hoping he felt the same way as I turned out my bedroom light and left.

Nolan ~
Thirteen

My palms were sweating as I knocked on her door. She lived in a warehouse style apartment in a pretty nice looking neighborhood.

When she opened the door I was speechless at first. She was wearing jeans that fit her curves perfectly, her belly was pierced and she had on a white blouse that gave glimpses of her bare belly and the curve of her hips. It was sexy as fuck! I could barely take my eyes off her.

“
Hi!”

“
Hi, God you look beautiful.” It just came right out of my mouth. The more time I spent near her, the less control I had over myself.

“
Thank you Nolan,” she said blushing. God that was hot too! I loved the way she said my name, all deep and throaty.

“
I thought we'd have dinner at my apartment then check out my shop. Is that okay with you?” I asked.

“
Sure, I'm super excited to see what you do for a living.”

I watched as she locked her apartment door, it was a huge steel door. I saw she had her keys on the key ring I had made her, that made me smile.

Putting my hand on the small of her back, I led her to my car. I opened the door and watched as she got in. I caught the scent of vanilla, lime and just
her
. I was so fucked, my cock was already struggling with need. I adjusted my jeans as I walked around to my side and took a deep breath. I really liked her, I didn't want this to be about sex but then my body had been in lockdown for so long, it was a shock to the system. It would calm down as the night wore on and I was used to being around her – I hoped.

Ava

We arrived at Nolan's apartment after battling evening traffic for almost forty-five minutes. We drove into his building's private lot and parked. We took the elevator to his condo. The ride up was long. Nolan lived up on the eightieth floor. I couldn't help but stare at him while we rode up. His shirt was red and he had on black jeans, he looked smokin hot! I wondered what his bare skin felt like. He smelled so good it was heady. I really needed to stop undressing him mentally but I was preaching to an empty church.

His condo was huge and there was glass everywhere, even his bookshelves were glass. It was right out of an episode of
Dream Homes
on HGTV. I walked over to the huge windows where his bookshelves were. The skyline was amazing.

“
Ava would you like a glass of wine or I have soft drinks, ice tea or water.”

“
I'd love some wine, please.”

I looked over his books. He had titles on glassblowing, metal-working and a huge collection of Poe, Stephen King, lots of court room drama and at the very top I saw a lot of rock star biographies.

“You have
Heavier than Heaven
and
The Journals of Kurt Cobain
. He's one of my favorite singers.”

He came over with a menu and two glasses of wine. He set everything down on the coffee table then walked over to the shelf and pulled down the volumes.

“He's one of my favorites too.” he said handing the books to me.

I sat down on his sofa with them. “I was shocked to the core when he died. He was so young and had so much talent.” “Do you have a favorite song? I love
Lithium.
”

“
I do, the song
Dive
from the
Incesticide
album, I loved every minute of the music on it.”

“
Even
Mexican Seafood
?” I said laughing.

He said of course as he sat down beside me. I picked up my wine glass and took a sip.

“This is heavenly, I haven't had wine in forever.” I said

“
Barbera d'Alba, Produttori di Govone
,
It goes well with Italian food.” At the mention of food her stomach decided to growl.

“
It sounds like we need to feed you, what do you like on your pizza?” he asked me smiling.

I blushed, I was embarrassed by my stomach growling. I went long periods of time without eating due to my crazy schedule so my tummy grumbled often.

“I love Margarita pizza with extra green olives. What about you?”

“
I love Margarita pizza minus those green olives.”

Being all serious I said “You should know that green olives rate up there with black peppercorn sauce.”

“Only a black peppercorn sauce
thief
would think that way,” he said leaning close to me.

I couldn't stop myself. I leaned over and whispered. “I've been known to steal green olives too so it's a good thing you don't like them.”

Our lips were so close. I felt his hand reach for mine and he pulled me close, the books sliding to the floor.

“
Ava I can't help it, I have to taste you.” His lips touched mine and I was lost. He tasted so good and I wanted him. I wanted him with every breath I fought to take. He pulled me over onto his lap. My stomach growled even louder this time. We both laughed. Damn my stomach again and its timing.

“
We better get that tummy of yours some pizza and green olives.”

He ordered our pizza, my side with extra olives. While we were waiting for our food he put on some music. I heard Yanni's album
Voices
playing. I always wanted to see him live, the man had such talent and I loved his lead violinist Karen Briggs. She played amazingly.

“
I love Yanni, you have great taste in music.” I said.

“
Thank you, I listen to music a lot when I work.” “You do realize you have one of the best voices I have ever heard?” he said.

“
I used to sing in church and high school drama club. I enjoy it but it's something I do for pleasure.” “I could never chase it as a dream.”

“
Why not? You have a voice that rivals Janis Joplin, Madonna
– all those sisters of rock, pop and soul.”

“
Look what dreams do to a lot of people, it takes way too many people to an early death. I want to help people, I don’t have time for dreams.” I knew as soon as I said that, it was a lie but I wasn't going to admit that. 

“
I don't believe that for one minute Ava Wild! I've heard you sing. You sing from the inside out. That's the love of music
not
just singing for pleasure.”

I was saved from commenting my huge denial by the doorbell, our pizza had arrived. Did he really get all that from hearing me sing? I wondered.

After the delivery guy left, Nolan brought the pizza, more wine and some napkins into the living room. He put them on the coffee table.

“
Would you like to watch a movie?”

I hadn't seen a movie in a very long time. “Sure.”

We looked over the rentals on his cable service and after a mad discussion over which Johnny Depp
we thought was his best we decided to watch the new remake of
Dark Shadows
. I remembered coming home from school and my mom refusing to let me watch it so I watched it on the sly in my bedroom while doing homework.

The movie was hilarious. We finished all the pizza and were on the last of the wine when Nolan put on some music again. It was getting late but I didn't care. I had no class in the morning, just a visit with baby Miles and then of course I was working. Here in this moment was where I truly wanted to be.

He pulled me to my feet. “Dance my lady?”

I pretended to look around the room, then pointed at myself. “Are you asking me Mr. Walker?” I said batting my eyes.

Laughing he pulled me in close. “Yes silly girl,
you
.”

We assumed the slow dance position like a bunch of giggling clowns and then it happened.

The perfect song came on,
Waiting for a Girl Like You
. I loved that song. 

Nolan began to sing the words softly in my ear as we started to dance. We stared into each other's eyes. Time suddenly slowed down as our lips came together gently, then the kiss deepened. His left hand tightened in mine and his right arm pulled me in even tighter.

I wanted this, his kiss and much much more.

Nolan ~
Fourteen

Nothing prepared me for the first time with her, just touching her was like heaven and hell. I wanted her. I wanted her in the most soul-searching way.

Somehow we ended up on the floor and her clothing seem to pile up as I kissed her neck and then helped her unbutton her shirt. We made fast work of her bra and jeans. Her skin was so firm and soft. My cock went into overdrive from the moment her legs were bared to me. I didn't want to ignore an inch of her no matter how much I wanted to explore those long legs. 

Her breasts were round and tipped with those dark cherry pink nipples I had seen before. I couldn't keep from sucking hard on them as I worked my way down her flat tan belly. I pulled her panties down slowly. I kissed the soft areas of her thighs and a tiny little mole on her knee as I pulled them off, then I tossed them onto the pile with the rest of her clothes.

I slid both my hands up her long sexy legs.
Fuck me!
I was about to lose my mind as I looked at her shapely calves and thighs. I traced her tattoo with my fingers. Her legs were tan and so firm but so feminine. I could have come just touching them. It reminded me of her tormenting me as she danced. This time however they were real and right here. I could touch them all I wanted.

I flicked her belly ring with my tongue as I moved lower.

I could hear her moan as she pulled at my hair. “Please Nolan”

“
Ava I want you so much but we don't need to rush we have all night darlin.”

I could feel the heat coming off her and smelled her sex as I moved closer. Her musky scent was driving me insane. Her pussy was bare, smooth and so pretty. My desire jumped another notch as I admired the raw beauty of her bared to me. I pushed my cock in my jeans harder into the floor of the carpet, fighting my own needs.

I gently parted her pussy lips and slid a finger inside, then two. She was so wet and tight. She fought me a little as I pushed deeper.

Then I felt it. What the hell? Was she a
virgin
?

“
Ava love are you sure about this?” I asked panting as I fought to slow down. My cock was already pounding like a freight train into the floor. I searched her face.

“
Nolan please touch me, I want you so much.” Her face was flushed, her hair a beautiful mess. I watched her blue eyes darkened with need as she stared back at me wildly.

I had never touched a virgin before other than heavy petting in high school. I didn't want to hurt her. I slowed down my breathing. I wanted her to feel every moment of this as pure pleasure with little or no pain. I wanted her to feel my desire for her but not all at once. A first time should be special not rushed even if it was in passion.

I stroked her gently with one finger at first then two, she was so wet and hot. I couldn't help it I had to taste her now. I slid my tongue over her clit as I moved both my fingers gently in and out of her pussy. She rose off the floor and pulled on my hair harder. I rubbed my goatee gently over her pussy. I sucked down tight, pulling on her clit with my lips as I stroked her a little faster. Her feet dug into the carpet as she came. I felt my cock jerk hard with a little cum dripping inside my jeans as I watched her lie back on the floor. She had eased up on my hair. She had tears in her eyes as she looked at me.

“
Ava, darlin are you okay, did I hurt you?” I was afraid I'd hurt her or maybe she didn't want this.

“
Hardly,” she said.

Smiling she pulled me to her for a kiss. She fought to get the buttons of my shirt open. I helped her with my jeans then my boxers. She pushed me down on the floor, her hair trapping me as I fought seeing through its silky strands.  I watched her touch me. I laid back with a groan as intense pleasure sweep over me at the feel of her soft hair and then her lips on my bare chest.

“Oh my God Nolan your nipples are pierced,
fuck me
that's hot!” she said as she used her teeth to tug at the rings. She licked and pulled on them at the same time.

Hearing her say
fuck
turned me on! I thought I died as she slid her mouth down my belly and then she licked the tiny drops of pre-come off the head of  my cock slowly. My cock was so hard I thought it was going to crack  in half as I felt her warm wet mouth on it.

She stroked it with her hand then licked it slowly. She ran her tongue over the head, then up and down the sides. I wrapped her hair up in my fist so I could watch her. She watched me watching her, licking her lips before her mouth was all over my cock again. I swear to God nothing was as intense or hot as that. Her eyes smoky with desire watching mine. I was going to come soon if I let her have her way much longer.

I pulled her up to me for a kiss. She pouted but I had other plans for her sexy fucking body. I wanted her right now so much I wasn't so sure I could be gentle anymore. I pulled her to her feet and had her sit in the corner of the sectional sofa. It had straps that came with it under the cushions. I had no idea what they were for when I first bought it but I had plans for them right now. I had her hold on to each one as I put her legs over my shoulders and went to work on her wet tight pussy with my fingers and tongue. She came again, this time more furiously and with this hot little scream. Those straps held her still for me as she pulled on them tighter. I smiled to myself, they would come in handy in the future I hoped.

“
Nolan please, I want you! Fuck me!” she was begging me, panting hard as if she was in die or need for a real thirst for something. I had something for that need and thirst; however she was going to slow down and wait.

“
Ava please I don't want to hurt you!” I was worried making her mine was going to hurt no matter how much many times I had made her orgasm with my mouth and fingers first.
Fuck me,
did I just say that? But I did want her to be mine,
all mine
. I was falling for this
drop dead stunning
woman and I didn't want to fight it anymore. I remembered when I first spoke those words mentally to myself that first night at
The Butterfly House
, they were coming back to haunt me but I wanted to be haunted by her. I had strong feelings for her and right now they felt so right.