The Butterfly House

by Meckley, Lori

  My world just stopped as the impact of the situation hit me. I was now responsible for a premature infant who had a critical heart issue and his mother was in a coma. I was taking a serious risk if Angela's husband or family found out. I had looked over those papers I signed. I wondered how this would play out if the baby was promised to a family and Angela's husband or that family came forth. I filled out the baby's birth certificate giving him both our last names, Miles Mercy Wild.

  The more I thought about it the less I worried because Angela's husband didn't know who I was to my knowledge. I quit my job the next day. I went home, cleaned up my apartment and got rid of all Angela's bloody clothes by taking them into the hospital. I dumped them in the bio-hazard bins. I put the custody papers in my safety deposit box but kept a copy hidden in my apartment. I never looked back. I didn't tell a soul. As much as I wanted to share this with Nolan there was no way I could yet.

  I had just enough time to shower and change. I plugged in my flat-iron as I was digging in my closet for something to wear. I pulled on a pair of low rise Mudd jeans and a white blouse. I was going to keep it pretty casual, after all pizza was casual. I flat ironed my hair and went with a light hand on my makeup. I put on some vanilla lime scented lotion then stepped into a pair of sandals.

  I heard a knock at my door then my cell vibrated with a text from Nolan. He was here. Smiling I tossed my cell phone into my purse, I was nervous but I had looked forward to seeing him all day. I was hoping he felt the same way as I turned out my bedroom light and left.

  Nolan ~ Thirteen

  My palms were sweating as I knocked on her door. She lived in a warehouse style apartment in a pretty nice looking neighborhood.

  When she opened the door I was speechless at first. She was wearing jeans that fit her curves perfectly, her belly was pierced and she had on a white blouse that gave glimpses of her bare belly and the curve of her hips. It was sexy as fuck! I could barely take my eyes off her.

  “Hi!”

  “Hi, God you look beautiful.” It just came right out of my mouth. The more time I spent near her, the less control I had over myself.

  “Thank you Nolan,” she said blushing. God that was hot too! I loved the way she said my name, all deep and throaty.

  “I thought we'd have dinner at my apartment then check out my shop. Is that okay with you?” I asked.

  “Sure, I'm super excited to see what you do for a living.”

  I watched as she locked her apartment door, it was a huge steel door. I saw she had her keys on the key ring I had made her, that made me smile.

  Putting my hand on the small of her back, I led her to my car. I opened the door and watched as she got in. I caught the scent of vanilla, lime and just her. I was so fucked, my cock was already struggling with need. I adjusted my jeans as I walked around to my side and took a deep breath. I really liked her, I didn't want this to be about sex but then my body had been in lockdown for so long, it was a shock to the system. It would calm down as the night wore on and I was used to being around her – I hoped.

  Ava

  We arrived at Nolan's apartment after battling evening traffic for almost forty-five minutes. We drove into his building's private lot and parked. We took the elevator to his condo. The ride up was long. Nolan lived up on the eightieth floor. I couldn't help but stare at him while we rode up. His shirt was red and he had on black jeans, he looked smokin hot! I wondered what his bare skin felt like. He smelled so good it was heady. I really needed to stop undressing him mentally but I was preaching to an empty church.

  His condo was huge and there was glass everywhere, even his bookshelves were glass. It was right out of an episode of Dream Homes on HGTV. I walked over to the huge windows where his bookshelves were. The skyline was amazing.

  “Ava would you like a glass of wine or I have soft drinks, ice tea or water.”

  “I'd love some wine, please.”

  I looked over his books. He had titles on glassblowing, metal-working and a huge collection of Poe, Stephen King, lots of court room drama and at the very top I saw a lot of rock star biographies.

  “You have Heavier than Heaven and The Journals of Kurt Cobain. He's one of my favorite singers.”

  He came over with a menu and two glasses of wine. He set everything down on the coffee table then walked over to the shelf and pulled down the volumes.

  “He's one of my favorites too.” he said handing the books to me.

  I sat down on his sofa with them. “I was shocked to the core when he died. He was so young and had so much talent.” “Do you have a favorite song? I love Lithium.”

  “I do, the song Dive from the Incesticide album, I loved every minute of the music on it.”

  “Even Mexican Seafood?” I said laughing.

  He said of course as he sat down beside me. I picked up my wine glass and took a sip.

  “This is heavenly, I haven't had wine in forever.” I said

  “Barbera d'Alba, Produttori di Govone, It goes well with Italian food.” At the mention of food her stomach decided to growl.

  “It sounds like we need to feed you, what do you like on your pizza?” he asked me smiling.

  I blushed, I was embarrassed by my stomach growling. I went long periods of time without eating due to my crazy schedule so my tummy grumbled often.

  “I love Margarita pizza with extra green olives. What about you?”

  “I love Margarita pizza minus those green olives.”

  Being all serious I said “You should know that green olives rate up there with black peppercorn sauce.”

  “Only a black peppercorn sauce thief would think that way,” he said leaning close to me.

  I couldn't stop myself. I leaned over and whispered. “I've been known to steal green olives too so it's a good thing you don't like them.”

  Our lips were so close. I felt his hand reach for mine and he pulled me close, the books sliding to the floor.

  “Ava I can't help it, I have to taste you.” His lips touched mine and I was lost. He tasted so good and I wanted him. I wanted him with every breath I fought to take. He pulled me over onto his lap. My stomach growled even louder this time. We both laughed. Damn my stomach again and its timing.

  “We better get that tummy of yours some pizza and green olives.”

  He ordered our pizza, my side with extra olives. While we were waiting for our food he put on some music. I heard Yanni's album Voices playing. I always wanted to see him live, the man had such talent and I loved his lead violinist Karen Briggs. She played amazingly.

  “I love Yanni, you have great taste in music.” I said.

  “Thank you, I listen to music a lot when I work.” “You do realize you have one of the best voices I have ever heard?” he said.

  “I used to sing in church and high school drama club. I enjoy it but it's something I do for pleasure.” “I could never chase it as a dream.”

  “Why not? You have a voice that rivals Janis Joplin, Madonna – all those sisters of rock, pop and soul.”

  “Look what dreams do to a lot of people, it takes way too many people to an early death. I want to help people, I don’t have time for dreams.” I knew as soon as I said that, it was a lie but I wasn't going to admit that.

  “I don't believe that for one minute Ava Wild! I've heard you sing. You sing from the inside out. That's the love of music not just singing for pleasure.”

  I was saved from commenting my huge denial by the doorbell, our pizza had arrived. Did he really get all that from hearing me sing? I wondered.

  After the delivery guy left, Nolan brought the pizza, more wine and some napkins into the living room. He put them on the coffee table.

  “Would you like to watch a movie?”

  I hadn't seen a movie in a very long time. “Sure.”

  We looked over the rentals on his cable service and after a mad discussion over which Johnny Depp we thought was his best we decided to watch the new remake of Dark Shadows. I remembered coming home from s
chool and my mom refusing to let me watch it so I watched it on the sly in my bedroom while doing homework.

  The movie was hilarious. We finished all the pizza and were on the last of the wine when Nolan put on some music again. It was getting late but I didn't care. I had no class in the morning, just a visit with baby Miles and then of course I was working. Here in this moment was where I truly wanted to be.

  He pulled me to my feet. “Dance my lady?”

  I pretended to look around the room, then pointed at myself. “Are you asking me Mr. Walker?” I said batting my eyes.

  Laughing he pulled me in close. “Yes silly girl, you.”

  We assumed the slow dance position like a bunch of giggling clowns and then it happened.

  The perfect song came on, Waiting for a Girl Like You. I loved that song.

  Nolan began to sing the words softly in my ear as we started to dance. We stared into each other's eyes. Time suddenly slowed down as our lips came together gently, then the kiss deepened. His left hand tightened in mine and his right arm pulled me in even tighter.

  I wanted this, his kiss and much much more.

  Nolan ~ Fourteen

  Nothing prepared me for the first time with her, just touching her was like heaven and hell. I wanted her. I wanted her in the most soul-searching way.

  Somehow we ended up on the floor and her clothing seem to pile up as I kissed her neck and then helped her unbutton her shirt. We made fast work of her bra and jeans. Her skin was so firm and soft. My cock went into overdrive from the moment her legs were bared to me. I didn't want to ignore an inch of her no matter how much I wanted to explore those long legs.

  Her breasts were round and tipped with those dark cherry pink nipples I had seen before. I couldn't keep from sucking hard on them as I worked my way down her flat tan belly. I pulled her panties down slowly. I kissed the soft areas of her thighs and a tiny little mole on her knee as I pulled them off, then I tossed them onto the pile with the rest of her clothes.

  I slid both my hands up her long sexy legs. Fuck me! I was about to lose my mind as I looked at her shapely calves and thighs. I traced her tattoo with my fingers. Her legs were tan and so firm but so feminine. I could have come just touching them. It reminded me of her tormenting me as she danced. This time however they were real and right here. I could touch them all I wanted.

  I flicked her belly ring with my tongue as I moved lower.

  I could hear her moan as she pulled at my hair. “Please Nolan”

  “Ava I want you so much but we don't need to rush we have all night darlin.”

  I could feel the heat coming off her and smelled her sex as I moved closer. Her musky scent was driving me insane. Her pussy was bare, smooth and so pretty. My desire jumped another notch as I admired the raw beauty of her bared to me. I pushed my cock in my jeans harder into the floor of the carpet, fighting my own needs.

  I gently parted her pussy lips and slid a finger inside, then two. She was so wet and tight. She fought me a little as I pushed deeper.

  Then I felt it. What the hell? Was she a virgin?

  “Ava love are you sure about this?” I asked panting as I fought to slow down. My cock was already pounding like a freight train into the floor. I searched her face.

  “Nolan please touch me, I want you so much.” Her face was flushed, her hair a beautiful mess. I watched her blue eyes darkened with need as she stared back at me wildly.

  I had never touched a virgin before other than heavy petting in high school. I didn't want to hurt her. I slowed down my breathing. I wanted her to feel every moment of this as pure pleasure with little or no pain. I wanted her to feel my desire for her but not all at once. A first time should be special not rushed even if it was in passion.

  I stroked her gently with one finger at first then two, she was so wet and hot. I couldn't help it I had to taste her now. I slid my tongue over her clit as I moved both my fingers gently in and out of her pussy. She rose off the floor and pulled on my hair harder. I rubbed my goatee gently over her pussy. I sucked down tight, pulling on her clit with my lips as I stroked her a little faster. Her feet dug into the carpet as she came. I felt my cock jerk hard with a little cum dripping inside my jeans as I watched her lie back on the floor. She had eased up on my hair. She had tears in her eyes as she looked at me.

  “Ava, darlin are you okay, did I hurt you?” I was afraid I'd hurt her or maybe she didn't want this.

  “Hardly,” she said.

  Smiling she pulled me to her for a kiss. She fought to get the buttons of my shirt open. I helped her with my jeans then my boxers. She pushed me down on the floor, her hair trapping me as I fought seeing through its silky strands. I watched her touch me. I laid back with a groan as intense pleasure sweep over me at the feel of her soft hair and then her lips on my bare chest.

  “Oh my God Nolan your nipples are pierced, fuck me that's hot!” she said as she used her teeth to tug at the rings. She licked and pulled on them at the same time.

  Hearing her say fuck turned me on! I thought I died as she slid her mouth down my belly and then she licked the tiny drops of pre-come off the head of my cock slowly. My cock was so hard I thought it was going to crack in half as I felt her warm wet mouth on it.

  She stroked it with her hand then licked it slowly. She ran her tongue over the head, then up and down the sides. I wrapped her hair up in my fist so I could watch her. She watched me watching her, licking her lips before her mouth was all over my cock again. I swear to God nothing was as intense or hot as that. Her eyes smoky with desire watching mine. I was going to come soon if I let her have her way much longer.

  I pulled her up to me for a kiss. She pouted but I had other plans for her sexy fucking body. I wanted her right now so much I wasn't so sure I could be gentle anymore. I pulled her to her feet and had her sit in the corner of the sectional sofa. It had straps that came with it under the cushions. I had no idea what they were for when I first bought it but I had plans for them right now. I had her hold on to each one as I put her legs over my shoulders and went to work on her wet tight pussy with my fingers and tongue. She came again, this time more furiously and with this hot little scream. Those straps held her still for me as she pulled on them tighter. I smiled to myself, they would come in handy in the future I hoped.

  “Nolan please, I want you! Fuck me!” she was begging me, panting hard as if she was in die or need for a real thirst for something. I had something for that need and thirst; however she was going to slow down and wait.

  “Ava please I don't want to hurt you!” I was worried making her mine was going to hurt no matter how much many times I had made her orgasm with my mouth and fingers first. Fuck me, did I just say that? But I did want her to be mine, all mine. I was falling for this drop dead stunning woman and I didn't want to fight it anymore. I remembered when I first spoke those words mentally to myself that first night at The Butterfly House, they were coming back to haunt me but I wanted to be haunted by her. I had strong feelings for her and right now they felt so right.

  “You won't hurt me, please Nolan!”

  I rose above her, pulling her gently to her feet. I carried her to my bedroom. I wanted her in my bed when I took her virginity and made her mine.

  I tore back the covers as I gently laid her down on the huge bed. I opened the night stand for a condom. I started to tear the wrapper when I felt her warm breath on my hard throbbing cock as she spoke. She was now kneeling on the bed looking up at me.

  “Nolan I've been on the pill for years. We don't need to use one of those.” she said smiling.

  I knew I was in good health from regular checkups, it had been a few years since I had been this close with a woman. I realized now how sad my life had really been and I had been hiding from it. I wasn't going to hide anymore.

  “I haven't been with another woman in a very long time, are you sure?”

  Without answering me she took my hand pulling me onto the bed as I tossed the forgotten condom on the floor. Her l
ips were urgent with need as she kissed me hard and ran her hands over my nipples. She was turning me on even more if that was even possible.

  She lay back as my body covered hers. I kissed her left breast over her heart gently.

  “Ava, I want you in my life. There is no turning back, do you know what I mean?”

  “Nolan I feel it too, and yes I do know what you mean.”

  I touched her bare pussy, she was so wet with need. I took a deep breath as I moved my cock to her warm opening. I held back as I carefully eased into her. At first I felt the barrier, then I pushed a little deeper. I slid all the way in. She reared up as I fought to gain control over myself.

  “Are we good?”

  “Oh we are so good!” she said as she pushed up against me. Our hands came together above her head as I began to move in and out of her, setting the pace. Ava was having none of that, she rose up to meet me with hard thrusts of her own. I couldn't hold back anymore. I drove into her hard and quickened the pace. I could hear her breathing. I feel her tighten around my cock. I knew she was about to come and so was I. I grabbed her hips pulling her in tight as we both came. I pulled her to me as I closed my eyes. I was happy for the first time in so very long.

  Ava

  The sunlight beat down on me from the huge curtain-less glass windows as I realized I was naked and Nolan was lying beside me also nude in his huge bed. I sat up looking for a clock. It was just after eight-thirty am. I really wanted to see baby Miles today but first I wanted to spend a little more time with Nolan. I couldn't count how many times we had made love but I felt myself blush as I remembered each one of them in detail.