Hello, friends
First, I would like to thank Arones. She is the best betareader ever. Thank you, Arones.
I still work on „An Unusual Valentine's Card" story. I try to finish Henry's card but I can't move on. I also have an idea for Ashley's and James' cards. I just needed to write something different. My mojo needs to be kicked to work again. I hope you will like this short Helen/Nikola fanfic.
« Sweet Morning »
The annoying sound of the alarm clock woke her up. She didn't want to open her eyes so only a hand pushed the button to turn the alarm off. The sun was already shining through the curtains, it was trying to reach her face, but the body laying in the ancient bed moved and covered itself under the soft and warm blanket. The moving of the fabric indicated that the woman was stretching her tightened and tired muscles. It felt great to be covered under the blanket and pretend that the world around didn't exist. After the night she had it was really hard to forget about it. She coudn't see anything, it was dark under the covers but she closed her blue eyes and went through last night again, like it was a movie she was watching. It all was happening in front of her and she could feel his fingers on her skin. Every single touch was burning the surface of her body, every kiss made her to lose herself. She wished it was never over. They had such an amazing night.
The door to her bedroom opened and quiet footfalls were heard. The person was taking small steps to not wake the sleeping woman. He didn't know she was already awake. Helen peeked out from under the blanket and when she recognized who it was, a lovely smile appeared on her lips.
„Nikola," she said his name with a slightly surprised voice.
„I brought you breakfast in bed," he smiled and sat down right next to her on the edge of the matress. He put the tray with the food on a small night table and leaned in to Helen kissing her.
„Good morning, sweetheart," he said with a cute smile, if Helen was an ice cube she would have surely melted from his cuteness.
„Good morning," she answered and this time it was her who came closer to Nikola and kissed him more paasionately than Nikola just did a moment before.
„What did you..." she said while they were kissing, „bring me for..." she had to stop talking because Nikola's lips were becoming more and more hungry „for breakfast?" she finally finished the sentence and pulled away to catch a breath. Nikola also had to work at catching his.
„I tried not to blow your kitchen up while I was preparing the food." Helen burst out laughing when she imagined Nikola cooking. She checked the tray, there was a glass of an apple juice, a cup of hot tea and a bowl of cereal and milk.
„So sweet," she made a quick remark at his efforts.
„But actually I don't care what's there as long as you are here with me," Helen said, she ran her fingers through Nikola's hair and pulled him closer to be able to kiss him. She couldn't stand the need to feel his lips on hers. She was enjoying what she was doing to him. Everytime her fingers touched him, his body would tremble. Her teeth were seductively biting his lips.
„To be honest..." she said and licked his lower lip, „This is better than any breakfast could ever be."
The End