Noelle (Babysitter’s Club 4)

“Hmm?” I gave her what she wanted until she needed air before lifting my head again.

I kissed my way to her ear as I held her close. “I want you?” Her little body trembled just the way I knew it would. “Feel how much I want you.”

I was looking into her eyes when I led her hand between us to the hardening growth behind my zipper. Now I set about seducing her with words whispered softly in her ear.

She didn’t move her hand, didn’t pull away as I trailed my fingers over the warming flesh of her neck while stealing kisses from her lips. And I felt my cock grow even longer, harder beneath her hand.

In my mind I remembered all the other times that came before. All our firsts; I never forget, though they may torment me while I wait for her. It’s part of the curse, but one I readily accept.

I felt that other presence as it entered the garden and used my mind to keep it at bay as I lifted my love in my arms. She dared not come close this time, I’d taken steps to make sure that she didn’t.

I can’t protect my lover from it all, but I’d learned my lesson over time and knew what I could shield her from.

I will always stand between her and danger, something I hadn’t always been able to do. I lifted Noelle in my arms and headed back to the house, walking without haste so as not to alert her.

I saw the hated specter out the corner of my eye and with one swift turn of my head she disappeared behind a tree. My arms held her tighter as I lengthened my stride until I was climbing the steps.

Once inside I made my way to the stairs. I felt her body stiffen in my arms once we reached her door and relaxed again when we passed it on our way to mine.

I didn’t breathe easy until we reached inside and the door closed behind us. I put her down next to the bed and turned to place the monitor on the table next to my bed. I hope my daughter sleeps through the night.

I turned back to her, cupping her face between my hands and looked down into her eyes. In just a little while those eyes will be opened. Not fully but some. Enough that the worrying would start.

And in the coming days her life will take on new meaning. For now, I dropped my hands from her face and pushed the straps of her top from her shoulders.

I moved slowly, wanting to enjoy every second of this moment. I pushed the old memories aside to make way for new ones as she looked up at me in the moonlit room.

So trusting, and yet I knew she was afraid. She’s always been afraid of losing her virginity. It’s an old drawback from the first time we met. Back then girls were told horror stories to keep them chaste. But I knew that that was one of the things that followed us because it was meant to keep her from me.

This time though, unlike our last meeting and the others before, the world had changed. Young women weren’t held to the same frightening standards and the act of lovemaking was no longer taboo.

I looked down as her top slipped past her high firm breasts. I drew in my breath at the familiar sight, my finger reaching out to trace the mole that sat just beneath her cleavage.

I almost wept at the sight of it. Instead I drew her into my arms, too overcome with emotion to do much more. Words burned my tongue but I held them back.

Not now, not yet, they won’t mean anything to her anyway. She wouldn’t understand if I told her how much I’d missed her. How hard and long the days and nights had been while I waited, plotted, planned. But soon!

Pushing her back away from me I covered her lips once more as my hands reached for the waist of her tiny shorts. Always she’s so tiny, fragile, soft. Nothing ever changes. It’s how I always know her. That and this feeling between us that not even time and distance can erase.

I pushed the shorts down off her hips until they fell with a soft drop to the floor at her feet. Her panties were next, and I didn’t have to look to know that they would be a soft pastel color. That too never changes.

As I lifted her in my arms, the thing outside started up a loud wailing. I placed her on the bed and stood back to relieve myself of my own clothing until I too was naked.

Her eyes followed me and I saw the fear mixed with longing as the two struggled inside her. Coming down over her, I didn’t give her time to hear the sound that was getting ever closer. Instead I distracted her with a hand between her thighs, touching what’s mine for the first time in way too long.