Will to Love (14 page)

He stretched beside her on the bed.
 
His burning hand moved inside her panties.
 
His fingers explored and reached its intended destination - her wet centre.
 
She moaned.

"Oh, God, you're so wet, baby".
 
Will nearly lost control at the touch of Clarise's hot, wet, core.
 
But he didn't want this night to end so soon so he kept himself in check.

His fingers found her swollen clit and rubbed it gently as he kissed her mouth passionately, absorbing her soft cries of pleasure.
 
He pulled up to look at her but continued his ministrations on her clit, spreading her wetness on it to increase the sensation.
 
He watched her reaction as he pleasured her, his excitement increasing as he did so.

Will pushed her panties down, wanting to get rid of that barrier.
 
Clarise helped by lifting her hips as he swiftly slid the garment down her legs.
 
Panties gone, he trailed soft kisses on her legs, moving upwards, he pushed them apart and settled between her thighs.
 
The sight of her, wet and swollen, made him groan out loud.
 

He licked her wet entrance and flicked her clit with his tongue.
 
"Oh, baby, you taste so good," he whispered in awe.
 
Clarise moaned at the sensation and his words.
 
Slowly, Will pushed a finger inside her and moved it in and out.
 
God, she's tight.

Clarise clutched the sheets, her body ablaze from what he was doing to her.
 
Then he inserted another finger as he kissed and licked her clit, tongue flicking fast, then slow, then closing his mouth on the sensitive nub to tenderly suck, over and over, as his fingers moved in and out of her.
 
Clarise panted loudly, tensed, then cried out as she came hard.
 
Oh, God, that was so quick!
 
Will felt her squeeze his fingers like vise over and over.
 
He stayed with her until he felt her relax.

"Oh, Will, that was..."
 
Clarise was lost for words.
 

He sat up with a self-satisfied smile on his face.
 
She noticed that he still had his pants on.
 
Well, she would just have to do something about that!

She sat up and undid his belt just as slowly and deliberately as he had undressed her earlier.
 
His breathing became more laboured.
 
Will captured her mouth as she pulled his zipper down and she tasted herself on his lips.
 
She moaned softly.
 
That was so erotic.

 
With his help, she took off his pants then her gaze lingered on his erection, now only covered by his boxers.
 
She gently cupped it and Will moaned softly. "Oh, fuck."
 
He was so hard and...big.
   

She took off his boxers, and without a word pushed him down on the bed on his back.
 
She looked in his eyes that were looking back at her with wild need.
 
She gripped his erection and ran her hand up and down his length a few times.
 
Then leaning down, she licked the moisture that beaded at the tip and swirled her tongue around the head.
 
"Clarise!"
 
Will grounded out as if pained and plopped fully on the bed, squeezing his eyes shut, mouth agape.
 
She closed her mouth on his length and sucked and licked as she caressed his balls gently with her hand.
 
"Ahhh, Clarise!"

   
Will lifted his head to watch her pleasure him.
 
Oohh, she looks so damn, fucking hot sucking me.
 
It was all he could do to stop himself from coming.
 
Will pushed himself up and gently pushed her away.
 
"I won't last too long if you keep on doing that, baby," he croaked.

With quick movements, he sat up, gave her a quick kiss, and went to dig out a packet of condom from his pants pocket.
 
Clarise was grateful he was prepared, although if he wasn't, she was.
 
She planned seduction after all and had a box in her bedside drawer.

Will had the condom in place in no time.
 
He came back to her and they exchanged more scorching kisses.
 
Will kissed her feverishly from head to toe, paying special attention to her nipples and then back to her clit.
 
Oh, how she loved his tongue on that part of her body!
 
Clarise felt fully aroused once again and moaned lustily.
 
"Will," she breathed.

Will couldn't wait any longer.
 
He positioned himself between her legs and inserted the head of his thick, throbbing cock in her waiting core.
 
He moved slowly, inch by inch, letting her adjust to him.
 
God, she's tight!
 
His body wanted to ram hard into her but he held himself.
 
He wanted to make her come again before he finished.

Clarise groaned at the incredible sensation of being filled by Will.
 
He moved in and out of her slowly, and when he was fully sheathed, he pulled almost all the way out then thrusted all the way in, slowly, again and again until she wriggled underneath him, encouraging him to increase the pace of their coupling.
 
He leaned and covered her with his body and moved faster, their kisses absorbing their groans and moans.

Faster and harder he thrusted into her, their need mounting higher and higher as they both strived for release.
 
Clarise was unable to contain her moans of pleasure as she felt herself nearing climax, then with a loud cry she came hard and fast around him.
 
Will felt her tighten around his shaft and groaned loudly as he, too, reached his climax.

He collapsed on top of her, panting.
 
"Am I crushing you too much, sweetheart?" he asked throatily as he planted a gentle kiss on her hair, unwilling to move.

"Hmm.
 
Not too much.
 
Don't move yet," she said languidly, loving the way he called her 'sweetheart'.

He smiled and let himself relax.
 
He shifted their position a little so she wasn't absorbing his full weight, but remained inside her.

"That was incredible.
 
You were incredible," he whispered in her ear.

"I think you were just as responsible for that," she said with a smile.

After a quiet moment, he kissed her temple, got up and announced he was going to the bathroom.

Clarise laughed when she saw him turn the wrong way in the hall, then head back the other way in the right direction.
 

As she waited for Will, she wondered if he would stay the night.
 
She wanted him to.
 
Very much.
 
But she won't ask.
 
She didn't want to be the demanding, clingy girlfriend she instinctively knew he wanted to avoid.
 
He didn't say that in so many words but that was what it appeared to be when he agreed to her one-date-at-a-time suggestion.

For the first time since she propositioned him, Clarise thought about the meaning of her words.
 
Did taking it one date at a time mean there were no expectations or commitments beyond the date they were on?
 
If so, could she even call him her boyfriend?
 
Or was she just someone he slept with every now and again?
 
Did that mean she couldn't demand that they see each other exclusively?
 

Clarise had only just started realising the possible consequences of the arrangement she made with Will.
 
Could she handle them?

Pain and panic threatened to surface but she pushed them away.
 
Tonight, she would refuse to think about what it really meant to be on a one-date-at-a-time arrangement with him.
 
She wouldn't let anything mar this special moment they just shared.

And in any case, it was her fault for not thinking things through before she suggested it.
 
She had no choice at this time but to make the most of what she could have with Will.
 
And hope that her worst thoughts would not eventuate.

Will came back to the bedroom, still naked, looking so handsome.
 
Clarise noticed how toned he looked.
 
She remembered he played tennis with her future brothers-in-law.

He sat on the edge of the bed and leaned over to give her a chaste kiss.

"Are you playing tennis with Rick and Mark this Sunday?" she asked as she stroked his cheek.

"No.
 
We're having a two month break.
 
We just finished our 'finals'.
 
Rick and I lost the doubles, by the way.
 
No prizes for guessing why," he grinned.

She chuckled.
 
"Will you be seeing them anytime soon?"

"I don't think so.
 
I don't see them a lot when we don't play.
 
I don't have much time for socialising," he said with a wry smile.
 
"What about you?
 
Will you be seeing them anytime soon?"

"I'll be seeing Megan and Rick tomorrow when we get together at my parents' place."
 
She looked at him, wanting to ask what he thought about letting her family know that she was going out with him.
 
Her future brothers-in-law were his friends, after all.
 

"Will you say anything to them about us?" he asked her.

Here's her chance to ask.
 
"Do you think we're in that kind of a relationship that we go and tell our families?"

Will mistook her query as a mock question rather than one that needed an answer and sighed with relief.
 
"I'm glad you think that, too.
 
I agree we just keep 'us' to ourselves for now."
 
He kissed her again before getting up to get dressed.

Well, there are my answers.
 
No, he doesn't think we're in a kind of relationship you tell your family about and, no, he's not staying for the night.
 
She couldn't help but feel disappointed and sad.

She got up and put on her robe.
 
"Would you like some coffee before you go?"
 
She wanted him to stay longer.
 
She didn't want him to leave yet.

He pulled her close and kissed her forehead.
 
"No, I better go.
 
I have to go through some job applications for the management position in Melbourne."

"On a Friday night?"

"Yes.
 
I work when there's work, and right now, there's a lot of work."
 
He looked at her intently.
 
"Like I said, my time frame for what I want to achieve is very tight."

She nodded and put on a smile as she followed him to the door.

"Goodnight, baby.
 
I'll call you," he said as he kissed her before opening the door.

When?
she wanted to ask but all she said was, "Goodnight."

Just as she was about to close the door, she called after him.
 
"Will, can I call you?"

He stared at her for a second, as if the thought never occurred to him.
 
"Sure," he answered and waved goodbye.

Clarise wondered if he really meant it.

CHAPTER NINE

"Martin, are you about done with barbecuing?" Clara called to her husband.
 
"Clarise has arrived!"

"Yes, everything's ready." Martin responded as he wiped the sweat off his brow from the heat of the barbecue.
 
It was early March, the beginning of autumn, and the weather was perfect for a backyard barbie.

Clarise walked out the backyard and waved hello to her dad, Megan and Rick.
 
"Hi, dad.
 
How's it going?" she asked as she gave her father a peck on the cheek and a one-armed hug, carrying her homemade tiramisu with her other arm.

"Good, Clarise.
 
How are you?"
 
Martin looked at his daughter up and down, as if making sure she was okay.
 
He did this every time he saw his daughters.
 
About two years into Megan dating Rick, he'd been doing it to Rick too.
 
It was his way of confirming he cared about Rick as a son.

"I'm good, dad."
 
She turned to her sister and her fiancee.
 
"Hey, guys," and gave them kisses and hugs.

"We're glad you're finally here.
 
We're starving!" Megan declared.

"Sorry, the tiramisu took me longer than I expected.
 
And I got up a little late."
 
Clarise couldn't sleep until the early hours of the morning, too consumed with thoughts of Will, the sweet memory of their lovemaking and whether they were heading anywhere as a couple.
 
"You should have started without me," she admonished them.

"Oh, don't worry, we've been having little bites here and there."

Clara came out with some garden salad and everyone settled for lunch.

Clarise loved this time with her family.
 
She, Megan and Rick came here to their parents' place usually every two to three weeks.
 
The last time she saw them all was during Megan and Rick's engagement party two weeks ago.

"So, Clarise," her mother said while scooping herself some garden salad, "how is Victor going?"
 

Clarise looked up in surprise.
 
She had forgotten that her family still thought she was going out with Victor.