The Driver

CHAPTER 12

Again, I was pushed by the strange impulse to protect her. As I stood watching her, the atmosphere became laden with a tension that seemed to draw me towards her, even though none of us had moved.

        As my gaze conveyed her desire, I became more and more aware that we were alone in a desolate field. She was so detached from everything that was going on, like an oasis of refuge in the desert. Her eyes widened, shielding her face. I withdrew my hand, shocked by the irresistible impulse to touch her.

        What would cause me such a reaction? Especially one so powerful? It did not have any rationality; in fact, nothing made any sense.

        I made the most natural gesture in the world. I kissed her. Her mouth was soft and full. That afternoon, my desire to enjoy it had grown too great, and now that is what I was doing.

          I went forward to find more sweetness, moving my tongue over the shape of the bottom lip. She made a strange sound, then softly turned to me. I strengthened the grip of my arm and completely free her into the kiss. This time it was even sweeter and more and more exciting.

        Our mouths met and moulded, merging into a search for pleasure. Her mouth seemed like a softness lit up beneath mine, revealing a passion I would never have suspected.

        Her chest was pressed against mine, and her hands curled up on my arms, gently pressing her fingernails in a pleasant pain, which further increased the hotness that ran through my veins.

        She was astounding and seductive and I did not want to know anything else, I just wanted to feel her. I had thought of her so many times, but I had never believed and never even suspected that she would awaken my long-forgotten sensations.

        It was as if I had been reborn and known love for the first time. I was enveloping feelings I never thought I would be able to. I had never wanted a woman so much and yet I was afraid to continue. The rain made the moment itself much more exciting.

        I wanted her so bad. I was touching her and kissing her everywhere. I felt how much she wanted me, I felt like she would not try to stop me. When I realized she could not take it anymore, I penetrated her. She made a scream so crystalline and sweet, but at the same time strong and attractive.

        I couldn't believe I was able to have s*x with a woman on the street, during the day, on the hood of the car. It excited me so much and my adrenaline was at its peak.

        I knew I could be seen at any time, and that gave me indescribable pleasure. s*x with her was more than I would have ever expected to experience in my life.

        We stayed hugged for a few minutes like that, naked and hot. Even the rain could not cool our bodies. I was afraid she will run out of my arms and I would never see her again. I do not think I could have lived with that. I had to do absolutely everything necessary to convince her to give up that stupid promise.

        To convince her to give herself one more chance at happiness. I did not want to promise her anything because I was not capable of it, but I could promise her that I would love her and protect her every day as if it were our last day on Earth. I did not know what happiness meant so I could not promise her something I did not know.

-       What do you say if I suggest we go to my house tonight? Please do not run away from me this time.

-       I should probably say no, but not today. Today I want to be with you and enjoy the moments you can give me. Today I can be all yours without promising you anything for tomorrow.

        I was surprised by what I was hearing, but happy at the same time. I did not think she would accept it with such ease, and I looked into her eyes. I did not want to see regret or guilt because she was breaking her promise made it to herself for so many years.

        I saw love and desire instead. I could see in her eyes what I was feeling, and my heart was starting to beat louder and louder. I fell in love every minute I spent with her. Was it possible for man to be capable of such pure and infant feelings?

-       I want to stay here a little longer before we go to your house. It is so beautiful and quiet. I like rainy summer days.

-       Then maybe I should tell you what is waiting for you at my house.

-       I hope I am not expecting a few women with whom we are going to have an orgy!?

       We both started laughing.

-       No, I told her. After you left, I hired a maid. I have a very big house, far too big for one man and because I did not spend much time at home it was always messy. So Mirela, my housekeeper, comes day after day to do the cleaning even if it is not necessary so often. Some days, when she does not have much work, she starts cooking. There are days when she cooks so much that I must do parties at my house, so I do not throw away the food. By the way, she cooks some super delicious dishes. Today I do not know what she cooked because I still have not had a chance to go home. And because I felt way too lonely, I adopted a dog. It is very big; his name is Zeus. I hope you like animals because he is very loving, sometimes annoyingly affectionate, and he will jump on you even before you get into the house.

-       I like animals very much, especially dogs. I have always wanted a dog, but I cannot afford it because I am always away.

-       I have never had a chance to ask you, and I hope you do not mind me doing it now. Did you suffer because of a man?

-       That is why I prefer solitude. It is my way of healing. It does not always work, but at least people do not get a chance to hurt me anymore. My story is far too complicated, and if I told you everything it would mean putting you in danger. I care very much about you and I would not hurt you. Being alone helps me better transpose into the skin of the characters in the books I write and gives me the opportunity to create worlds that I find hard to get out of. That is why I always change the country where I finished writing a book. My fantasies end with the book, and I must find another place to inspire me.

-       It sounds romantic.

-       Sometimes it is, but sometimes it depresses me. As much as I wanted to be alone, I wish I had someone by my side sometimes. Until I met you, I have never met a man who would arouse any interest. I think it is time to go. It is dark and I think I am cold. We are both wet and we are probably going to get sick.