Loved But Broken

Chapter 7

“William,“ lips crashed into mine stopping any more words from being spoken. My arm reached the crook of his neck, pulling him deeper into our kiss. Slipping my other hand down his side, popping the button on his jeans, zipper sliding down his erection free against my waiting core. He loosened my skirt and falling to floor I stepped out of it. He gently laid me back on his bed. Kisses trailing down chest to the inside of my thigh. He was teasing me. His tongue slipped inside my waiting core. Faster, circling around, deeper inside me, screaming his name out wanting more. Close to climax, flipping him over lowering my lips to his mushroom top his tongue filling me more. His mushroom filling my mouth, deeper my tongue along his stem while he filled me deeper and faster. Both reaching climax filling each other to the brim.

Flipping around, his mushroom on the edge of my core sliding inside me I teased him slowly. Lips crashing into his. Thrusting harder and faster close to climaxing again. He seen the glint in my eye flipped us both around, thrusting harder. Both reaching ecstasy at the same time. In that moment there truly was no-one else in the world but us. Screaming his name, he crashed his lips into mine once again, tasting like honey I could stay in this moment for ever. Forbidden love would it last. Time would tell.

Days passed, Dad and Mum were barely talking to me. Speaking to me only if it was about school work. Year 10 was difficult. Exams were even harder. More in depth than previous years. Delving into the history of our great country the vastness of the lands, all about the Simpson desert, opal mines in Cooper Pedy. My thoughts far from history thinking only of William and I. Days passed, weeks went by. Thinking when am I going to see the love of my life again.

“Soph, how was school today? Did you get through exams? Got many lefts to go?” Dad questioned me as soon as I got back in the door. Looking up from the latest episode of Myth busters. Mum had grounded me forever to keep me away from the outside world. I was on a strict rule. Only allowed out for school or to see Grandpa that lived around the corner. Mum was so tough on me lately all I could think of was such hypocrite. She forgets we have seen things from a young age that she has been at fault with. They were doing everything in their power to keep me away from William. I finally got my phone back today.

Dad was starting to soften my grounding. I can stay home tonight instead of being dragged down the pub to watch Mum and Dad play darts for hours. I think it was mostly so I could study for the remainder of my exams. It still sucked though and of course they weren’t leaving me entirely alone old Delores was living down the road in still in the same place.

“Heya Soph, what’s on the agenda for you tonight?” I looked up from revision notes on what is pi and formulas for working out radius, circumferences etc. William was walking in the door. “Where’s your parents, they around.” He asked surreptitiously.

“Nah, you missed them by about twenty minutes hot stuff. They’re down at darts for a while. I got some dinner on if you’re hungry. Dads got beer in the fridge like usual. I can do with a break from these books. Exams time of the year sucks and it’s only the half yearly ones. Dreading end of year. As long as I pass and get into Yr. 11 and do the subjects, I really love I’ll be a happy woman.” He smiled at our own personal joke between us.

“Cool, I could do with a decent meal for once. Been slacking off the last few weeks.” His smile always lit up his entire face and he only ever smiled that way around me I had noticed. Standing up I met him halfway across the room, reached up and crashed his lips into mine. I missed his kisses all this time. Knowing we definitely had a few hours before the parents got back. I had plans to make the most of it.

Our old fashioned 1950s stove lit, pan on the element and 3 juicy steaks frying away. Separately I’d cut up a few spuds, carrots, broccoli, pumpkin steaming the vegies in our steamer. I got to work seasoning the sizzling steaks in the pan. William was beside me soaking the sweet smell of his first home cooked meal in weeks. I was relishing in the much-needed break and sense of defiance of being finally alone with this god of a man. Sneaking peeks at his tanned biceps, lips curling into a grin as I snuck a look at those sparkling golden eyes that were embedded into my memory. He snuck up even closer behind, wrapped his arms around me to spin me around into his chest. Standing there in his embrace felt like forever.

“Soph?” he whispered into my hair "look at me babe please.” He raised my chin towards him how could I resist those eyes. His soul was broken into pieces, hurt that only I could truly see, the same hurt I had felt all these months. He took my lips to his pushing for his tongue to dance with mine. Unable to resist and stay mad at him. I allowed him entrance. His hands slid along my whole body while mine danced along his. Stripping each other he took me right there on the dining room table. I needed this, I missed this with him. I really did love him. He also loved me. Breaking away from each other only after smelling our dinner almost burning, we jumped apart fixing our clothes and both finished getting our meal.

He set the table again with a fresh table cloth glasses and plates. I filled his plate with two of the steaks, and lots of vegies. He worked hard shearing sheep and being a roustabout in the day always worked up quite the appetite. Something about him though I didn’t see him as a cowboy like most I seen the man behind the cowboy the real William. Never judging him and he never once judged me. Things were finally getting back to normal, finishing our meal. William washed up while I grabbed my text books and revision notes from the living room before Mum and Dad got back home.

We sat in my room for hours. I laid in his arms and he quizzed me on revision. This exam was going to kill me tomorrow. Maths not my strongest subject but I wasn’t put in the advanced group for nothing. I was quite smart. What felt like hours later, William left me to study alone, going back to his room. Old Delores was coming down the road I noticed as I peered out my window. Great what’s the old bag want now. Waiting for it I know she’s going to knock on one of the four front doors hopefully not the one that enters straight into my room. Mum and Dad tried to lock it but couldn’t find the key and didn’t want to waste money on a locksmith. They were trying to trust me to do the right thing and not sneak away.

“Sophie, are you home?” Mum’s friend yelled out from the porch.

“Yes, come in I’ll put the kettle on.” I yelled back out. Delores currently had dark hair and she had attempted to streak it with red. It looked hideous on someone her age but I had to be polite. Mum and Dad had already warned me they didn’t want a repeat of the last time I had a run in with the old bag.

Delores entered the main door and weaved her way through the maze of doors to our sitting room. “Sophie, I want to apologise for the way I acted when your parents were away. I was out of line and I’m sorry.” She started saying as I brought a cup of tea and my coffee into the sitting room. We finished painting the area only a few weeks ago Mum finally talked Dad into apricot-coloured walls and Dad was sober enough to finish the room with some help from William. Hopefully the rest of the house would be finished before the end of the year.

“Oh Delores, don’t worry about it.” I replied to her. Thinking Dad and Mum already scolded me for my actions and I’m grounded for eternity on top of them trying to keep me apart from William. Quietly I snuck a message off to him warning him to go out the other door if he had to go out.

Me: hey don’t come into the sitting room old hag here

Delores sat in our purple sitting room burning to ask more you could see her mind ticking over. I waited patiently for her speak sipping my coffee. “So, Sophie how is the exam prep coming along.” I couldn’t help but wonder what she really wanted to ask because her mind was still ticking as she questioned me about the exams.

“Oh, you know almost over until the end of the year. Then I might be in strife.”

“Fair enough. You got many exams left. Mum was telling me you have had a busy week with them.”

“Yeah, I got one tomorrow, and the last two are on Friday. Thankfully.” Why was she questioning me on all this? My phone vibrated in my pocket. Surreptitiously I peeked at it.

William: Ok. If you need back-up I’m here. I’m just ducking into the shower.

William: she doesn’t know I’m here does she

Me: nah sexy she doesn’t know she’s just checking up on me. Making sure I haven’t left the house.

Me: Dad and Mums current rule. Lol.

Putting my phone back away. Delores looked up from her tea. For a woman of almost fifty you would think she would be more mature than pick on a teenager. I was one of four youngest in our grade and for the first time in years Mum actually acknowledged my birthday. She made me a mud chocolate cake and decorated it with Happy 16th Sophie she even managed to invite my friends who lived out of town. We all camped out in the backyard while Summer was still around.