Love of a Lifetime (4 page)

Her stomach was jittery by the time she turned onto Elliston Drive.  All she wanted to do was throw
herself
in Bill’s arms and feel his skin against hers, his heartbeat against hers.  Smell his familiar and comforting scent, taste the unique flavor of William Bradshaw. 

She had to repeat her mantra of ‘Thou shall not falter in the face of Bill’s sexy smile and sultry looks.’  If she wasn’t careful, she would crumble to the ground and allow him to walk all over her.

Pulling into the driveway, she noticed that the Yuccas were in full bloom.  She knew when she opened the jeep’s door the sweet flowery smell would surround her.  Smiling, she remembered Bill had planted them as a surprise shortly after purchasing the house.

Her childhood home was in a more rural setting and her parents had chosen to let the natural vegetation of Yucca trees and bitterbrush landscape the property.  After her parents died, she had missed the smells she had grown up with.  In order to give a little of that back to her, Bill had purchased a couple of trees as a home warming gift.

Walking over to the closest tree, Carla reached out and touched the whitish flowers that emitted the sweet aroma.  Normally this time of year she would be sitting outside with a glass of tea, reading a good book, and enjoying the life she so loved.

She didn’t love it so much anymore.  Now her marital home had a sense of achy loneliness that reminded her of the months following her parents’ deaths.  Did all failed marriages feel like that?

“They bloomed a few days ago.”  Bill’s voice startled her out of her rampant thoughts.  “I woke up the other morning and could smell them and I thought ‘I bet Carla was happy when she woke up,’ but then I remembered you weren’t here to enjoy it.”

Carla turned and saw the sad expression on his beautiful face.  Big dark rings still circled his eyes and he had lines around his mouth that weren’t there before.  Their separation had definitely taken its toll on him.

Tentatively, he held out his hand to her.  Profound relief played upon his features when her palm brushed against his.  It was obvious he was expecting her refusal and she thought for a moment that she might have been too hard on him.

“Are you hungry?  Dinner is ready and waiting for us inside.”  She nodded and together, hand in hand, the walked towards their home.

“This is wonderful!”  Carla exclaimed, astonished at the feast before her.

Bill smiled.  He and Claire had prepared all her favorite foods.  The grocery bill alone was enough to make him queasy, but the end result was more than worth the cost and the effort he put into it.

“How did you do this when you don’t know how to cook?”  She cocked her head curiously.

“I have my resources.”  He smirked.

Laughing, she sat as he pulled out her chair for her.  “You ordered out didn’t you?”  She teased.

“Actually, no.
  I cooked every bit of this meal.”

“Really?”
  She couldn’t help but be extremely pleased at his efforts.

It must have showed too because his smile turned from arrogant to shy and his cheeks were tinged with pink.  “It was definitely an eye opening experience, but well worth it.”

They talked and laughed over inconsequential things during the meal, just enjoying each other’s company.  It was like it always had been between them, like their problems were a million miles away.  Unfortunately they weren’t, though, and the time had come to face the music.

Bill carried their plates into the kitchen and returned with two slices of raspberry glazed fudge cake.  As he sat back down at the table he grabbed Carla’s hand and asked, “What do I need to do, Carla?  Tell me what you want and it’s yours.  I can’t figure this out on my own and I die inside a little more each day without you.”

Carla swallowed hard.  “I wish it were that easy, Bill.  I do.  But I can’t just tell you what to do and expect it work.  You need to make those decisions, not me.”

“But I don’t know what to do because I don’t know what you want.”  He said softly. 

“I want you, Bill.  I want to be a part of your life.  Not as your housekeeper or as an observer, I want us to have a partnership like we had before.  I want to spend time with you, in person not on the phone, and I want us to do boring everyday couples things together.  I want the mundane life of a husband and wife.  I want to eat dinner together every night, maybe watch a movie and go to bed together.  I want a husband who keeps his promises, and dammit, I want a sex life!”

“I’ll do it.  I’ll limit my time at work and I’ll consult with you when things come up.  I’ll be home every evening, whenever you want me to be, and I’ll take you anywhere you want to go whenever you want to go.  And sweetheart, making love to you is no hardship.  I’ll make love to you every morning, noon, and night.  I just want you to come home.”

She wanted to come home too.  It was so hard to stand her ground and not give in.  Every fiber of her body was trembling from the effort.  Her heart was galloping a mile a minute and the hopeful look on her husband’s face was more than she could bear.

Tears trickling down her face, she cupped Bill’s cheek in her palm.  “I’m not coming home, Bill.  Not until I know for absolute certainty that this is going to work between us.  I don’t know that I’ll survive leaving you again.”

Without warning, Bill smashed his lips to hers.  The kiss was fierce and proprietary and she couldn’t stop the little moan that rumbled in her throat.  She always loved when Bill got all domineering and evidently that hasn’t changed over the months of abstinence.  If anything it has gotten stronger.

“I’m not letting you go, sweetheart.  You’re mine and I’ll get you back.”  He kissed her again only this time was softer, more seductive.

He led her hand to his groin where he rubbed his hard, achy dick up and down against her palm.  “How about we start working on that new and improved sex life right now?”

Oh, what the hell
, she thought.  They were married and consenting and it had been so long since she had been touched in this way.  She ached from wanting and didn’t see a need in depriving herself of the intimacy she craved.

Carla hooked her fingers in the waist band of Bill’s pants and pulled him towards the living room couch.  His eyes were alight with embers of arousal and he stared into her eyes the entire way.  Once she reached her destination, she pulled his shirt up over his head and pushed him backward onto the middle cushion.

His bare chest was a magnificent sight, all muscle and smooth silky skin that was lightly sprinkled with hair.  She stroked his
pecs
as she settled on his lap and kissed the hollow of his throat.  Nibbling kisses moved up his throat and over his chin.  Opening his eyes, he found himself staring into her sultry green depths as she took his mouth in a heated kiss.

One of Bill’s hands wove through her hair to hold her still for his mouth to capture hers while the other hand slid down to cup her ass. He loved her ass.  It was perky and round.  The kind of ass a man could hold onto as he pumped into her over and over again.  Moaning, he pulled her closer until her pussy was flush against his engorged cock.

His marauding tongue dominated her mouth as she persistently rocked her pussy against the hard ridge of his erection. The motion rubbed against her sensitive clit, sending sparks of pleasure throughout her body.  She couldn’t remember ever being this aroused before.  She was so hot she felt as though her skin would melt off her body before they were through.

She couldn’t wait any longer.  She had to have him inside of her now.  Reaching down, she hastily released the button of his pants and unzipped the zipper.  Worming her hand inside, she grabbed his velvety hard length and stroked it the best she could.  Bill moaned at the contact and responded by tearing her clothes away from her body.

Yanking her sweater up over her head, he reached around and unclasped her bra.  Her breasts spilled into his greedy hands as he freed them from their confines.  They were a familiar comfortable weight and he didn’t realize how much he truly missed her until that moment.

Worrying her nipples with his fingers, he released lips and slowly kissed his way down her chest.  Sucking one succulent bud in his mouth, he suckled first one nipple then the other.  He caressed her breasts in his big palms before pressing them together to suckle both nipples at the same time. 

Carla buried her fingers in Bill’s hair and held him close.  Throwing her head back she increased the speed of her thrusting hips.  God, she was always so responsive to his attentions.  So damn sexy it drove him to the brink of madness.

After he was satisfied that both nipples received equal treatment, he stood her in front of him so he could pull her pants down her legs.  Placing her hand on his shoulder, she used him as leverage as she stepped out of her jeans. 

Taking advantage of her position, Bill pulled her hips forward and pressed his face into the apex of her thighs.  Inhaling deeply through his nose, he reveled in her intoxicating scent.  He twisted his fingers in her panties and moved the material to the side, burying his tongue deep in her folds. 

She moaned. 
“Ah God, Billy!
  That feels so good!”  She rocked her hips against his face.

She tasted so sweet.  Her pussy was so wet her juices dripped down his chin leaving him bathed in her essence.  His fingers found her opening and thrust inside rhythmically as he flicked his tongue against her clit. 

Her moans of pleasure spurred him on.  He could feel her inner walls clenching against his fingers as she neared orgasm.  Curling his fingers, he rubbed against that magical spot that never failed to set her off. 

He sucked her clit into his mouth, tonguing it relentlessly as she exploded into a million pieces.  He had to wrap his free arm around her hips to keep her from falling as her legs grew weak from the strength of her climax.

He smiled up at her and wiped his chin as she came back down to earth.  “
Mmm
, I love doing that to you.”

She chuckled.  “I love when you do that to me.”

Without getting up, he worked his pants off his hips and down his legs.  Tossing them to side, he pulled her down into his lap and kissed her.  He tasted like a mixture of aroused man and her juices.  She loved tasting herself on him, loved that he smelled of her.

“
Mmm
.”
  She moaned against his lips.  “Please, Billy.  I need you so much.  You drive me crazy with wanting you.” 

His erection slapped against her stomach and she could feel the pre-come leaking from the tip.  Working her hand between them, she lifted her hips and aligned his cock to her passage.  He stretched her deliciously as she filled herself with him.  They groaned in unison as she lifted up and sank back down again and again until she was fully seated.

His hands snaked around to grab her ass.  Using a handful of each cheek, he guided her up and down on his cock.  She increased her pace, slamming down harder and faster in his lap.  He grunted and gripped her ass tighter as lifted his own hips to thrust counterpoint to hers.

  Her mewing cries were magic to his ears.  How had he gone so long without being inside of her, feeling her tight hot depths, reveling in the sounds she makes?  She was his treasure and in his heart he cherished every second she was his.

Her pussy began to pulse and contract around his cock alerting him of her impending orgasm.  He brought one of his hands back to stroke her clit rhythmically.  She cried out in ecstasy as she unraveled in his arms.

“Oh, fuck!  Fuck, Carla! Yes!”

He shuddered violently as her inner walls squeezed around his cock evoking his own climax.  He continued to thrust up as he pulled her down on top of him.  The sensitive head of his cock bumped against her cervix with each plunge adding yet another pleasurable sensation as his semen bathed the insides of her pussy.

Carla collapsed on top of Bill exhausted from her efforts.  She breathed heavily against his neck as she slowly recovered from their bout of love making.  Sitting here, wrapped in his arms, she could almost believe that everything would be alright.

After her breathing returned to normal, she lifted her head and studied his face.  His head was resting against the back of the couch, eyes shut, and mouth slightly slack from exhaustion.  He looked
content,
the lines of strain that were previously around his eyes and mouth were absent.  He still looked tired, though, and she knew she was partly to blame for that.

Feeling her gaze upon him, Bill opened his eyes and smiled.  “Good God, that was fantastic.  I think you may have broken me.”

She smiled in return.  “Are you complaining?”

“Only if you tell me you’re not staying the night with me.”  His eyes bored into hers.

She sighed.  “Billy…”

He shushed her by placing two fingers on her lips. 
“Just for tonight.
  Please?  I want to hold you, make love to you again.  I’ve missed you so much.”  He buried his face in the dip between her neck and shoulder.  “I feel like I can finally breathe again now that you’re here with me.”

She was having a hard time saying no.  She didn’t
want
to say no.  What would it hurt?  It may actually be beneficial to them both and serve as a reminder of what they were missing.  Carla
needed
this attention from him and Bill obviously needed a good night’s sleep. He had already made it known that he was having a hard time sleeping without there with him.