Chapter 14
It was after midnight when I arrived in Fair-view and drove to the motel. Billie was awake, watching the late-late show. She looked soft and tempting, lying there with nothing on but one of my big, sloppy T-shirts.
"What's happened to your face?" she asked, rolling off the bed. "You've been in a fight."
"Ran into that mug I was looking for."
I opened my suitcase and dropped in the pillow case with all the money. Then I went to the bathroom and began washing up and peeling away the dried flakes of blood. Billie came in to help me.
I saw her legs, bare beneath the bottom of the T-shirt, as I leaned over the wash bowl. She unbuttoned my shirt and took it off of me I took care of my fat lip, then I stripped down and took a hot shower.
Billie had the covers thrown back on the bed. I toweled off and fell onto the matress, face down. For ten minutes she gave me a rub-down, working the kinks out of my shoulders .It felt great.
Finally I rolled over, feeling lazy and contented. Billie slid the T-shirt over her head and we were lying together, mother-naked. Her hands began to explore, and mine did too. Two minds with but a single thought.
I'm glad you came back to me, Hank," she whispered.
"Glad to be back," I replied.
"I was afraid for a while that you had dumped me."
"Not on your life. I've got plans for you."
"What kind of plans?"
"You just come a little closer, I'll give you a demonstration."
"All rightee-" And then she giggled. "Oh, that's what you mean? You wicked man."
"Sorry-"
"Oh, don't stop," she gasped. I moved my hand from one breast to the other. Billie rolled over and raised her shoulders, shoving the soft pillow against my cupped fingers. She was a very helpful girl. I squeezed the warm, satiny flesh.
She whimpered.
Running my hand across her body, I caressed her belly, then her hips. She squirmed and dug her fingers into my shoulders. I felt her quivering under my touch.
"Don't ever stop-" she whispered.
Pressing tightly against me, she kissed my face and neck, then dipped the point of her tongue into my ear. It was a dandy sensation that left me trembling all over.
My lips were still sore where Duke had busted me. She was very tender, licking them gently. I had both her breasts in my hands, squeezing them, toying with the hardened nipples.
Billie gave a cry of delight. Her head rolled back, bearing her pale, lovely throat. Her auburn hair was fluffed around her face. Her eyes were tiny slits behind dark lashes.
Clinging to my neck, she wriggled her body, moving to the center of the bed. I was poised above her. We moved at the same instant and fused together. She uttered a gurgling cry and leaped up to meet me.
The tempo started slow and grew faster. Together we writhed and tossed, building to the inevitable conclusion. I shoved her hard against the bed while her eyes stared at me wildly. We were soaring together, lifting higher and higher. And then we were there at the same instant in time and space.
Our bodies tensed, throbbing, as wave after wave of warmth and electric excitement washed over us, leaving us weak and spent and happy to be in each other's arms.