William was glad to hear it. And he showed it to Joy by holding her tighter. “But do you think there could be anif I can’t have you nobody willrevenge factor on his part?”
Joy was shaking her head. “He didn’t give a damn about me, William. Not onegotdamn. The only reason he wanted to see me while I was locked up was to laugh at me so he could say I didn’t come see him while he was locked up, so that was my punishment. I know Z. He never loved anybody ever. He don’t know the meaning of love.”
“So I have nothing to worry about with that young man?” William asked.
“If you don’t get out of here,” Joy said with a laugh. “You have nothing to worry about at all. And I mean at all!”
William smiled as if he was relieved, but her insistence did very little to assuage his concerns. He wasn’t letting her out of his sight until the mystery of that gunman was resolved.
But as she sat on his lap, he needed a different type of resolution. Joy began to feel it too as his penis was hard-pressed against her and as his breathing changed. And he was standing up without giving her a choice in the matter.
“We’re going to bed,” he said definitively, and carried her there.
CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR
They made love for a full hour at a frenetic pace.
It started slow enough. She was sitting on top of him, riding him hard, and he was squeezing her breasts as she rode. Then he was holding her hips as she rode him, as she slid along his penis with long, easy glides.
But then he laid her body down on top of him, and wrapped her into his muscular arms, and began pumping into her even harder and much faster than she had been riding him.
And then they were spooning, with her back to his front, as he continued pounding her ass until they could not delay it any longer and they both were cumming.
That was when William put her on her back, laid on top of her, and continued that unrelenting pounding they both needed and wanted and had to have, until he poured his everything into her, filling her up, and finishing her.
They both collapsed when he finished. She didn’t think she would be able to walk again it had been so intense. He didn’t think he could ever regulate his breathing again it had been so exhilarating and invigorating and so charged with sensuality that he thought he was going to lose control.
Although is experience was unmatched, he had never had it that intense before. And although Joy had very limited experience, hardly any compared to William, it was a first for her too. She didn’t think she could take it, or would even want it that furiously. But she welcomed it with open arms. It was just what the doctor ordered.
When he rolled off of her and they laid side by side on their backs, it would be several more minutes before they could so much as move.
Eventually Willam would look at Joy, and Joy would look at him. They were still sufficiently drained, but coming back to strength. “Do we still have to go to your country club tonight?” she asked him.
He smiled. He knew she’d do anything to get out of it. “It’s only three in the afternoon. You’ll feel better later.”
“But do wehaveto go?”
William rubbed her hair as he stared at her. “Yes.”
“But before my accident you weren’t going to even be in town. You aren’t scheduled to be there.”
“Actually I am. We are.”
That made no sense to her. “Since when, William?”
“Since I made a reservation for the two of us.”
“But you can cancel a reservation.”
“And delay the inevitable?”
Joy didn’t understand. “What inevitable?”
“Your introduction into my world. Which has to happen eventually. And besides, it’s not any old dinner anyway.”
“What is it then?”
William reached into his nightstand drawer, pulled out a long, narrow wrapped box, and handed it to her. “It’s your birthday dinner,” he said. “Happy birthday, darling.”
