“Thank you,” she breathed.
Once we had made it all the way down, I turned the rest of the lights on, showering the bright green room in a fluorescent hue. A few purple LED lights trickled on as well, to help the plants grow in a basement with no windows.
“Wow.” I watched as she took the room in. “This is not what I was expecting your basement to look like.”
Helen walked in deeper, running her hands along the rows of metal tables I had set up with pots of soil and water to help the seeds take root in varying stages of germination.
“It’s kind of creepy, isn’t it?”
“Not at all. It’s very impressive.” Helen laughed. “I feel like I use that word a lot around you.”
“Well, thank you. I probably don’t use it enough around you.” I inched closer to her.
“You’re quite impressive yourself,” I whispered into her ear once I reached her. I immediately saw chill bumps form up her arm and neck. I rubbed my thumb over her body to soothe them, but this just created more.
“Yeah?” she breathed unevenly. “How so?”
“Well I could tell you all the ways you impressed me last evening, but I think you already know that by the way my body responded.”
“Hm.” She closed her eyes as I breathed my words into the crook where her shoulders met her neck.
Helen caught herself on the metal table behind her, her legs shaking a bit.
“Your passion for clothes, while not my thing, is still impressive. Even in shorts and a tank, you look like you’d fit right in on a runway.”
“Now I know you’re lying.” She sounded like she was being playful, but I wasn’t taking any chances. I’d convince her that she was the single most beautiful thing I had ever laid eyes on.
“I’d never lie about that.”
I placed a hand on her thigh and moved it between her legs slowly, so that she could feel every single place my hand met her skin. Soon it was wedged between her legs, which were now almost crossed. I laced my fingers underneath the fabric of her shorts so that they were on top of her panties. I moved them back and forth over the lace that covered her slit.
She moaned, which made me want to explore further. I moved my finger over her clit and could feel how wet she was through her lingerie. This was all the confirmation I needed. I slipped my finders beneath her panties and found her. Beginning slowly, I rubbed light circles. Her eyes were shut tight and her breathing was frantic.
“You like that, baby?”
“More,” she groaned.
I made quicker circles and Helen clutched the table for support. She wrapped a leg around my waist, pulling my body closer to hers. Her eyes popped open when she felt how hard I was against her. She began to unbutton my pants, but I stopped her.
I began to shower her neck in kisses, still stroking her, eventually removing my hand from her throbbing clit. Helen groaned in protest.
“I want to get you off, but first you have to ask me nicely, baby.”
She gasped. “Brenton.”
“Yes?”
“Please!”
“Please what?”
“Please don’t stop.”
“What do you want me to do?” I rubbed myself against her, my dick hard and throbbing.
“I want you to make me cum.”
After that, I went wild. I got down on my knees and unbuttoned her shorts, pulling them off quickly. I grabbed her ass with both hands and squeezed tight, kissing her pussy through her pink thong. Helen put a hand on my head and leaned back into the table, opening her legs wider for me.
I pulled off her thong and kissed her inner thigh, sucking until I left a small bruise.
“Fuck,” she moaned and threw her head back.
I placed my lips on her clit, sucking gently at first, making sure she liked it. She moved her hips into me and I moved my tongue over her, desperately needing a better taste. She began to grind against me and I took her in licks that matched her rhythm. She didn’t last long, squeezing her thighs against my head in ecstasy as her entire body shook. She let out a soft scream and then released.
I stood, kissing her stomach on my way up.
“Want a taste?” I asked before meeting her lips with mine. She forced mine open with her tongue, savoring it.
“Definitely not what I was expecting from your basement,” Helen joked.