Arthur slid a finger inside and slowly pressed his thumb on her clit, causing Helena to moan loudly. Helena could feel the fire in her loins growing more intense, her need for Arthur increasing. She pulled Arthur closer and kissed his neck, nibbling it.
He traced a finger down her neck until he cupped her right breast. He pinched her nipple lightly, eliciting a moan of pleasure from Helena. He continued exploring her body, letting his hand travel down and over her stomach.
He felt a shiver run up Helena's spine as his hands reached her hips. He could hear the anticipation in her voice as she said, "Arthur..."
With a mischievous grin, Arthur's hands slowly caress Helena's thong, watching her reaction with a smirk. He ran his fingers over the fabric, feeling the heat emanating from Helena's body.
The fabric of Helena's thong pushed further into her as Arthur's hands caressed her thong. She was on his lap, his hands traveling along her thong. She was practically drooling as Arthur teasingly played with her thong.
Her voice was barely a whisper when she said, "Arthur, please…." Her hands gripped Arthur's biceps, and her knuckles turned white from her grip on him.
He responded by rubbing her clit with his thumb. "You want this...right?"
"Mmhmm..." Helena moaned. She had never felt so aroused before. She never imagined
Arthur pulled his hand out from under Helena's thong and examined it. He was still wet with Helena's juices. He raised an eyebrow at her. You're so...wet..." He dipped his hand back under her panties. "Just for me?"
He inserted a finger inside her. The sudden movement made Helena shiver. "Only for you," she responded by pushing down on Arthur's hand, moving his finger further inside her. "More..."
Without a word, Arthur leaned in and kissed her deeply, his tongue exploring her mouth as his hand was still inside her pussy. He could feel that Helena was more than ready for him.
When he felt his pants loosen, he knew Helena had begun to remove them, and he took the opportunity to remove panties too. As their bodies were no longer covered by clothing, their skin touched and sent a current of electricity through both of them. Helena felt like she was on fire, and Arthur felt like he would explode.
Arthur couldn't take it anymore. "I want all of you, baby," he positioned himself over her and slowly began to enter her, feeling her warmth and wetness envelop him.
Helena moaned in pleasure as Arthur moved inside her, their bodies pressed together tightly. His mouth suckled the sensitive skin of her neck, causing her to moan louder.
Arthur began to speed up his movements, breathing heavily as he heard Helena's moans increasing in volume. His actions became jerky, but he continued to thrust into her.
Helena gave a moan of pleasure as Arthur thrust into her faster and harder, her body shuddering with pleasure. She wrapped her legs around his waist and was now thrusting back against him in time with his movements. "Oh, God, yeah," she moaned softly as she rubbed herself against him.
With every thrust, Helena's moans increased in volume, her cries becoming louder and needier. Her body was on fire, and the friction of Arthur's skin against her was more than she could take.
Waves of pleasure washed over her, and she closed her eyes, allowing herself to enjoy the moment. Her moans were muffled by Arthur's lips as he kissed her deeply, and by the time she opened her eyes, she realized she could barely breathe. The pleasure was almost too much, and she was finding it hard to focus.
She opened her mouth to speak, but no words came out. Instead, a groan of pleasure escaped from her mouth.
Arthur felt Helena's body stiffen beneath him and gave a final, deep thrust that sent her over the edge. He could feel her walls clenching him, and his body went rigid, shudders of pleasure coursing through his own.
He collapsed onto Helena's body, their skin still wet, and their bodies still connected. She flung her arms around him, holding onto him tightly.
They lay in silence, their hearts beating in unison. Helena's breasts pressed against Arthur's chest, and they could feel each other's hearts beating in their own chests.
As they lay there, spent and satisfied, Helena felt a sense of completeness that she had never felt before. She knew that she had found her soulmate in Arthur.
He leaned in and whispered in her ear, "I love you, Helena."
Helena smiled and replied, "I love you too, Arthur. Thank you," she said, "for staying with me."
"Thank you," he replied, "for letting me stay.
"Baby?" Helena said softly.
"Finally, you have learned how to say that word," Arthur chuckled.
"It's not funny," she playfully hit his arm. "I'd like to know how we would talk to Gabby about us. I mean, things happen so fast for me, you know."
"Let's tell her what happened. I'm sure she will understand. She is your best friend; she wants the best for you. I have nothing to hide." Except for my family. He thought.
"Yeah, it's important for me that you get along since she is my only friend now. Gabby is a family."
"I know, baby," he kissed Helena's forehead. "How about we connect on social media? Is Gabby active on social media?"
"Oh, that," Helena exclaimed. "That's a good idea. I'll tell her tomorrow to connect with you. And then I'll follow you on Twitter if you have. I only have one social media account; I deleted some of them."
"Why?"
"It messed up my head. I'm having a hard time focusing, and it was consuming too much of my time."
"I get you. That's why I only check my social media accounts at specific times. It was a good decision to delete some of your accounts. Mine, I only have it for my source of income."
"Seriously? I'm sure girls are slipping in your DM's. Like those sexy and hot chicks on Instagram, Snapchat, and Twitter."
"No. I mean, it happened, but I don't entertain them. No one is hotter than you, baby. You understand me?"
"Really?" she asked again, though with less uncertainty this time.
"In my eyes," Arthur replied softly as he pulled her closer, "no one will ever surface the beauty you hold." Helena sighed contentedly in his embrace, feeling her worries melt away as Arthur held her close.
They stayed like that for a while, enjoying the silence and the warmth of each other's embrace. Until Helena had to ask again. "So when will we talk about you?"
Arthur's relief about sharing his family was temporary. He knew he would have to share everything about his background that he had already wanted to forget for quite some time.
Arthur leaned in, giving little kisses to Helena's forehead.
"Of course, we will. We should talk more tomorrow," Arthur said, his voice tired and low. "It's been a long day, and we're both tired," he said with a smirk.
Helena smiled, feeling the warmth of exhaustion and love simultaneously. "Yes," she whispered, rubbing Arthur's beard. She loved rubbing her fingers through his beard, especially in his jawline that was perfectly trimmed by Arthur.
Arthur leaned down again and kissed Helena's forehead before falling asleep. As they lay in his room, the moonlight streaming in through the window, Helena knew that, at this moment, she loved him more than she ever had before. She closed her eyes and drifted away, happy and content.