He covered his teeth with his lips and pressed down gently on her right nipple then moved his jaw back and forth to give it a twist. He felt her skin heat up and watched, from up close, as it turned from a delicate, light color to pink then deep red. She moaned when he did it again. She whispered, with her eyes closed, “That feels like biting.”
Alain noticed that her hand had moved from his shoulder to the back of his head and she was guiding his head back and forth from one to the other.
She moaned again. “This is not fair. You’re not taking me by force, but I have no choice. You’ve incapacitated me by lifting me in the air, and you’re having your way with me. My body is responding against my wishes. You know that soon I will not be able to fight back.”
“That’s true. Soon, we arrive.”
Her eyes sprang open. “What do you mean ‘arrive’? I told you we would not be taking this to its conclusion. When I give myself to a man, I want to be in charge. I’m not in charge of you. You don’t obey orders. Now, we must stop.”
He looked up at her. “What are you afraid of?”
She looked all around the room without answering the question.
He said, “Do you think to find an answer in a corner of the ceiling, perhaps behind the bed or under the chair?”
“What I am afraid is not your concern?”
Alain allowed her to slip through his arms until his hands found her lovely rear end. Her skirt didn’t follow the rest of her body and bunched around her waist. He said, “My sweet, it is very much my concern. Why do you think I have hesitated to do this? I don’t want to live with a shrew, but I can’t live without you. So I have decided on this course of action. I can think of no other way to change our lives. You would run away if I gave you the chance.” He paused. She watched him with worry in her face. He continued, “If I did nothing, sooner or later, you would run away in actuality, and I would lose you.” He filled his hands with her panty covered body. She tried to dislodge his hands and couldn’t budge them. He moved, first one hand then the other, inside her panties so that he held her perfect butt, skin to skin. She wiggled to make him let go. He didn’t.
He tilted her over on the bed, slowly and with painful gentleness, on her back. His hands were in the perfect spot to slip inside the waistband of her panties and pull them off her legs. She gasped. “Alain! What are you doing?”
“I’m taking your lovely panties off, Mignon. I’m doing what must be done for us to be together.”
He reached between her legs toward her pussy. Her hand was quicker. She covered her fragrant garden with her hand. “Stop. Please. All of what has happened up till now has been fun and games. Touching me between my legs puts us across a line of some kind. How do you say it?”
“When I touch you, I will have crossed a line.”
“Bon. What you said.” She looked in his eyes then looked away. Her voice as she said her next words sounded disconnected, as if the woman who spoke them couldn’t bear to own them. “You can’t do that unless you’re willing to stay with me forever. It is too much to ask for me. To let you have that liberty and not be assured of your presence in my life.” She swallowed and swallowed again.
“I know that.”
“No. You still don’t have it completely. You’re assuming I will become pleasant and agreeable. What if I don’t. Will you stay with me if I still persist in complaining and screeching? What if you succeed in getting inside me with your big penis, and you give me a baby? Will you be there to help?”
Alain found her eyes with his. He was serious. “Did you know that Reynard and I are both of the military?”
“No. I didn’t.” She hadn’t moved her hand. It was still a barrier to his progress.
“We were with the Commandos Marine in Afghanistan. We don’t take on a responsibility and let it go afterwards. It is not in our nature.”
For the first time, Mignon showed herself, naked and vulnerable. She crossed her chest with her arm, hiding her exposed, defenseless breasts. “Please. Take care of me. Don’t leave me. I will let you go forward because I love you. And... and...” Alain allowed her pause to continue until she said, “...because I have wanted you to do this from the day I stepped into your kitchen. But you must promise. Will you take care of me as a husband should?”
Alain smiled at her. “I will. Until we occupy two plots in the cemetery, side-by-side.”
She moved both hands. They lay on the bed, palms up, by her head. Alain kissed her once more to tell her that he appreciated her sacrifice.