I try to push my thoughts out of the way, but my old reflexes aren’t working. My mind is crowded with singing voices and I lean down and bury my head against Helen’s chest.
Her hand comes up and cups my head. She presses me against her heartbeat, and I’m soothed straight away. Her warm skin against my cheek rumbles with the beat of her heart and I feel my desire rising.
Before I can think I wriggle my way down Helen’s body and push her skirt up. I can hear myself moaning and Helen throws her knees apart immediately. With a quick swipe of my hands the panties are gone, and I lock my arms around her thighs to get as close as I can.
She screams, arching her back. I can’t hear my moans muffling inside her pussy as I try to devour her clit
and slit all at once. I dive down deep, pushing her thighs up to work my tongue inside her. She goes insane, clawing at the floor with her hands and writhing, bucking her hips towards me.
I move back up, trailing my tongue gently along until I find her clit again. I press it between my lips and let my tongue slide on it, pressing against it. Just as she starts to squirm, I bring up my hand, putting one finger in her pussy.
She starts to thrash but I’m not done. I move my finger gently while I punish her clit, looking for the right spot. When I find it, I leave my finger in place, not applying pressure but teasing the G spot until it seems to reach for me.
Helen bucks so hard under me I lose my grip on her thighs. I try to keep my tongue and my finger at their work but with her writhing its impossible. I realize she’s coming harder than she ever has in her life and I get my lips down to her deepest cave to catch the flood with my tongue.
She squirms, letting out a sound almost like pain. She rocks her hips forward and back and I spend a few seconds lapping up her sweetness before getting up to lay beside her.
With her hair curling around her face and cheeks flushed, she looks even more beautiful. The slow, lazy smile tells me everything I need to know, and she folds into my arms, kissing me.
While our hands roam across each other, Helen gets my short skirt up and feels around my panties. I’m so teased up from eating her that I shriek and jump up and down, rocking towards Helen but also jerking like a fish caught on a line.
She grins, grabbing me by the upper arms and rolling us so she’s on top. She presses me into the floor and dives on me. Her nails dig into my thighs and run down to my knees. Her teeth nip at my panties until I’m gasping so hard it feels like crying.
When she finally slips off my panties and slowly, lightly draws her tongue across the outer lips I do cry. No tears fall but the wailing sound is like nothing I’ve ever made before. Helen sighs in satisfaction before moving her lips and tongue deeper.
Slowly, so slowly. Her tongue teases at my clit, just the tip, spreading slick lust from one end of me to the other. She holds up my legs to use her tongue around the deeper cave, teasing me with masterful, short strokes.
I can feel the orgasm building in me but its like nothing I’ve ever felt before. It seems huge and yet so far away. Every small, calculated lick of her tongue draws me one tiny step closer.
I collapse under her, letting her hard hands and strong arms move me where she wants. I’m loose and helpless in her arms as I wait for the pleasure that waits in the promise of her passion.
She changes pace, just slightly, using the flat of her tongue on my clit. She puts two fingers into me and I’m so excited I almost leap off the floor. She pushes me down against the carpet and growls menacingly as she keeps devouring me and working with her fingers.
I can hear myself murmuring and the pleasure forces everything out of my body. The only thing moving me is Helen as she starts to sit up, dragging me with her as she punishes my clit with her tongue and works me with her fingers.
The orgasm comes slowly, a hissing of the tide far away then faster and faster, rushing through my blood and exploding everything inside me. I think that I might be screaming, but it doesn’t matter.
I’m safe. I’m loved. I can scream. I can shake. I can be whatever I am, here in this woman’s arms.
When she lays down beside me and pulls me close, I put my arms out and we coil together, small moans slipping out of us both. We rock slowly back and forth as pleasure shudders through us. I feel her fingers stroke my hair and lean in like a cat.
I don’t ever want to move, but my hip is digging into the carpet. I think Helen is having the same problem as she shifts against me.
“Hmmm. We should go to bed.” She whispers.
“My thoughts exactly.”
She opens her eyes and stares right into mine. They are so big and green its like looking up to a rainforest canopy. She’s mysterious and like the canopy, her eyes hide a whole sky of hidden dangers.
Why would I think that she is dangerous? Is it my old self preservation instinct kicking in again? Right now, I can’t, I wont think.
I kiss her gently and look into her beautiful eyes again. I know I feel safe. I know I’m home.
So why do I still doubt?
As we pick ourselves up and head towards the bedroom, I squeeze her hand gently and commit myself to her. I’ve never promised myself to a place, a job or a person before, but at this moment I pledge to always give Helen my best.
If there is any chance of this working, I have to give my whole heart.