One Regret(3)

“I get it. I was an idiot.” William held his arms away from his sides and stepped forward. “I’m sorry, Livy.”

“You should be.” I forced myself not to move toward him.

William made it even harder for me to stay mad at him when he said, “I haven’t stopped thinking about you for a minute. I’m so glad you are here.”

“Stop.” It wasn’t much of a protest. I was already walking toward him.

“Do you think you can find a way to forgive me?” William’s playful smile appeared. Now I knew I was a goner.

“You’re not as charming as you think, William Connor,” I said. But he was exactly as charming as he thought. Maybe even more charming.

William reached out and hooked a finger through my belt loop, pulling me to him. “I was wrong. I admit it. Now you can punish me.”

“Oh trust me, I intend to make you pay.” I smiled as I thought about the different ways William could make it up to me.

He stared down at me with his cool gray eyes, his lips hovering an inch away from mine. “Do you have any idea what I’m going to do to you?”

I felt a delicious thrill run through my body. “I don’t even care, just do it now.”

William grabbed me around the waist and lifted me in his arms. Very quickly, he tossed me onto the bed and crawled on top of me. I could see the sky through the ceiling above him and marveled that I was literally in the clouds. William pressed down on me and his mouth covered mine.

I moaned, permitting him access, and his tongue slipped inside. The urgency of his kiss was matched by the writhing of our bodies, rising and falling together. There was far too much fabric between us for my liking and I grabbed at his shirt. I pulled away from his lips long enough to yank the shirt over his head and then we were back at it. William caught my lip between his teeth and tugged at it.

“I want to feel your lips on my body,” he said, and I was happy to oblige.

My lips followed a slow path down his neck and over his collarbone. I shoved him hard, until he rolled onto his back. William’s hands slipped inside my sweater, and then he was pulling it over my head. Sitting astride him, I continued to kiss, lick and suck my way down his chest. Somewhere in the vicinity of his navel, I sensed that we were no longer alone.

“My goodness!”

William shot up, holding me to him to prevent me from falling off the bed. “Mother,” he said, more annoyed than embarrassed.

“I didn’t know you had company,” she said.

I hugged my arms over my chest and died a little inside. William’s mother, Jean, was easily one of the most unpleasant women I had ever met. This encounter was not going to help.

“You remember Olivia?” William kept his arms around me and I burrowed closer to his chest, turning only my head to acknowledge Jean.

“Hello,” I said.

She looked down her pointy nose at me, both literally and figuratively. This time I didn’t really blame her. “Olivia. It’s nice to see you again.” She frowned harder. “I just came to let you know that Cessily is here.”

“Can you give us a minute, mother? We’ll join you shortly.”

“Do what you need to do. Preferably, put on some clothes.” She actually smirked. “We’ll be waiting for you.”

Once Jean was gone, I let out a horrified groan. William just laughed. “Jean is really going to hate you now.”

“Not. Helping.” I smacked him on the chest, then regretted it because he was still shirtless and my hormones were still running wild. “I’m mortified.”

“You shouldn’t be.” William kissed my bare shoulder, then traced kisses up my neck and over my jaw. When his lips reached my mouth, he planted a sweet kiss and said, “You are the best thing in my life. And now you’re about to see why.”

“Who’s Cessily?” I climbed off William and reached for my discarded sweater.

William stretched lazily. “My sister.”

I turned to him in confusion. “I thought your sister’s name was Toni?”

“That’s my younger sister. Cessily is my older sister.” William smiled fondly. “She’s the crazy one, but in a good way.”

“Good crazy?” I wondered if he also thought his mother was a good kind of crazy. “Any other siblings I should know about?”

William ignored me and pulled some clean clothes out of his closet. I took a seat on the bed as I watched him strip down to his boxer briefs. I had to remind myself that this was a non-erotic strip down. “You’ll like Cess. She has no problem calling my parents out on their bullshit. She kind of reminds me of you, actually.”