Chapter 4
Helena kissed her softly and then moved her hands to the button on her pants. She felt Myka tense a little and caressed her stomach. When she relaxed she opened the button and unzipped her pants. She pushed her hands inside Myka's pants and over her buttocks, feeling her sigh against her lips. She pushed a little and the pants slipped off Myka to pool at her feet. She felt her step out of them.
"Undress me," she whispered against Myka's mouth. She sighed when Myka's slender fingers ghosted over her stomach and then popped the button on her pants. She felt her mimicking her caress and she sighed happily. "That feels so good darling."
Myka grinned and kissed her. She caressed Helena's soft butt, something that she realized that she had fantasized about. Feeling bold she slipped her hands inside her underwear and caressed her bare skin. She heard her whimper and grabbed her butt cheeks and pulled her hard against her.
"Oh god Myka," Helena whimpered. "Please, I need to feel you naked against me."
Myka shivered at the softly spoken words. She pushed and slipped Helena's pants and underwear down her legs. She felt Helena move her legs to push her panties off the rest of the way. She took a deep breath realizing that she was now holding a naked Helena in her arms. Their eyes met and she smiled at Helena.
"I'm holding a naked HG Wells," she said and grinned.
Helena rolled her eyes. "As long as you promise that you also are holding a naked Helena, and that this isn't just hero worshiping," she teased, but there was a little hint of something in her eyes that made Myka realize that she might accidentally have touched on an old wound.
"I was just teasing you. I know perfectly well who I'm about to make love to, and it's not some dusty old author, but a beautiful, brilliant woman who's full of life and wonder. I want you Helena, not the fame. The rest of the world can have that, because there's no way in hell that I'll let them have this."
Helena laughed out loud, her eyes twinkling. "Oh darling, you're such a delight. Now come, I think it's about time that I show you just how much I adore you."
Myka blushed as she watched Helena pull back the covers and stretch out on the bed. She was so beautiful. She took in every inch of her body from her beautiful hair and smiling face, to her strong shoulders and soft breasts, the curve of her waist and the slender lengths of her legs down to her… sock clad feet. She laughed. Helena's eyebrows shot up.
"What?"
"You're still wearing your socks," Myka said and snorted.
Helena made a face at her and quickly removed her socks. "Better?" she asked icily. "I'm trying to be a little seductive here darling, and that did not help."
Myka grinned, still chuckling. "Well, maybe you should stop wearing socks in bed then."
Helena just smiled at her. "I see you're still wearing yours," she pointed out.
Myka looked down, realizing that she was right. She quickly removed them and took a step closer to the bed. She stopped when she felt Helena's hand on her hip, caressing her panties.
"Can these come off, or do you feel more comfortable leaving them on for now?" she asked softly, all the teasing gone from her voice.
Myka bit her lip and slipped her fingers inside her panties. She quickly pulled them off before she had a chance to change her mind. She took a deep breath and looked at Helena. She trembled when Helena's hand touched her again, caressing her hip and stomach, and then ever so softly brushed over her pubic hair.
"So pretty," she whispered. "I think I really do like the modern day fascination with shaving," she mumbled.
Myka stretched out next to her and touched Helena's hair that spilled over her chest, playing with a lock of hair, twirling it around her finger. "What do you mean?"
"Back in the 1900s no one shaved their private parts. It was actually considered beautiful to have a lot of hair on your privates. I did trim mine a bit with scissors when it got to be too long, but I would never have even considered shaving it. The thought just never occurred to me. Honestly, the only reason anyone back then would have to shave their pubic hair was if they had lice."
Myka looked at her neatly trimmed pubic hair. She had a bit more hair than her own privates, but still short compared to what she had just described.
"So what made you decide to try it?"
Helena smiled. "Watching TV you would think that this country is primarily concerned with sex. Intimate shaving products and pills that can give a man an erection that will hopefully not last longer than four hours, occasionally mixed up with various cooking products," she said and laughed. Then she winked at Myka. "I have done a little research, just to see if things had changed over the years."
"Do I want to know what type of research you've been engaging in?" Myka asked and blushed.
Helena laughed. "No field studies darling, not even a focus group. Just reading and watching some online movies."
Myka gaped. "You've been watching porn?"
Helena smiled and nodded. "It's quite boring actually. Though I did find some lesbian movies that were pretty decent, and I realized that things had not changed that much. Some new interesting looking accessories naturally and of course the shaving of the private parts."
"Ehem, yeah sex toys are pretty common," Myka said a bit embarrassed.
"Do you enjoy them?" Helena asked softly.
Myka nodded. "I've been single for a while you know. A girl has to have some fun, right?"
Helena laughed. "Wonderful to hear. Then perhaps I can share some of my old friends with you one of these days."
Myka stared at her. "You… when? What?" she blushed again.
"The imperceptor vest room is not the only secret compartment in my house darling," she said and winked at her. She caressed Myka's stomach, feeling the muscles twitch under her palm. "I found all my little treasures safe and sound right where I had left them. Not even the mice had found them."
"Oh God," Myka groaned.
"Though I didn't bring them with me on this trip, so tonight it will just be you and me, no artificial additions. I can tell you that of all the accessories I've ever used, none of them have even come close to the feel of my lover's hands or mouth."
Myka sighed and shivered in anticipation. At the same time she felt the old panic set in. She swallowed and took a deep breath. Perhaps this time it would be different? She smiled at Helena.
Helena felt a sudden change in Myka and just waited, gently caressing her stomach. When Myka finally smiled at her she returned the smile, relieved that Myka had come to terms with whatever demon she had briefly battled. She leaned closer and kissed her. Her hand moved up to cover Myka's breast and she felt her press closer. Encouraged by Myka's response she moved so she was half on top of her. She kissed her cheek and behind her ear, tracing the shell of her ear with her tongue, basking in the muffled moan that rolled off of Myka's lips. Her lips mapped Myka's slender neck and she nibbled on her shoulder. She glanced up at her for a moment and noted that Myka's eyes were shut and that she was breathing hard. She continued her journey down over Myka's collarbone and the top of her breast. She kissed the soft skin, tasting Myka's flesh. She circled the nipple with her tongue, making smaller and smaller circles until she finally closed her lips around the pink peak. Myka whimpered softly and Helena felt a soft hand in her hair. She smiled and sucked harder.
"Oh God that feels good."
Helena ran her fingers up and down Myka's side trying to learn which spots were extra sensitive. She felt the muscles move under her hand and now and then the skin twitched. She rested her hand on Myka's hip for a moment, just enjoying the feel of her trembling body under her. It reminded her of her old horse, so full of energy before a race. She would put her hand on his neck to calm him, feeling him tremble with excitement under her touch, much like Myka did now. She caressed her thigh and felt her legs move. She caught the nipple between her teeth and gave it a little tug before moving to the other one. Myka whimpered and the trembling increased. Helena moved her hand up the inside of Myka's soft thigh and finally covered her center.
"Ahhh!" Myka's hips shot up off the bed as Helena touched her. She slipped her fingers inside, feeling Myka for the first time.
"Darling, you're so wet," she whispered against the nipple. She swirled her fingers over Myka's folds enjoying the soft feel.
"Yes." Myka whispered.
"Do you like to be touched like this?"
Myka nodded. "Yes."
Helena circled her entrance and when she didn't hear any objection she slipped a finger inside. Myka whimpered and moved against her hand. She added another finger and felt Myka tighten around them.
"That's it darling," she encouraged. She set a steady slow pace, building Myka up. She sucked on her nipple again and heard her whimper. After a moment Myka started to toss and push up against her. She rubbed her thumb over her clit and was rewarded with a muffled cry. She kept up the caress, watching Myka intently. She seemed to be on the edge, but unable to cross it. Helena smiled, she knew what Myka needed, but was apparently unable to ask for.
"I want to taste you," she whispered in Myka's ear.
"Oh God, yes," Myka whimpered and opened her eyes. Helena could see the need in them and kissed her softly. With a last kiss she started to move down Myka's body, placing little kisses in her wake. Myka held her gaze and she could see a little apprehension in them. She gently caressed her stomach, soundlessly communicating her love, trying to comfort her. She slowly removed her fingers and pushed Myka's thighs apart. She could smell her much stronger now and she had to force herself to take it slow. She gently opened the soft folds and placed a soft kiss at the top.
"Oh God," Myka cried out and her body trembled.
Helena ran her tongue the entire length of Myka's sex, tasting her and learning what she liked. She alternated her strokes, finally settling on a short, fast flicking of her tongue over Myka's clit. She could feel her build again and focused all her effort on what seemed to bring her the most pleasure. Feeling Myka jump, she realized that she was getting sensitive and she moved her tongue to the side. She slipped a finger inside of her, curling it upwards. She felt Myka move against her and she again stroked her clit in fast soft licks. She felt the muscles closing on her finger and then suddenly Myka was there. Her muscles closed around Helena's finger like a vice and she yelled as she came. Her hand found its way into Helena's hair, holding her in place, while the other one gripped the sheet so hard her knuckles turned white.
Helena held her tightly and stayed with her until she felt her rigid body relax and fall down on the bed again. She kissed the inside of her thigh and rested her cheek there for a moment until Myka relaxed enough so she could pull her finger free. She smiled up at her, expecting Myka to open her eyes. She didn't. Instead Helena saw wet streaks on her cheeks. Myka was crying. She quickly moved up and gathered her in her arms. She felt Myka cling to her in a desperate embrace. She kissed her hair and her face.
"It's all right darling. I've got you. You're alright sweetheart." She kept whispering sweet nonsense to Myka waiting for her to talk to her. When Myka seemed to calm down a little she pulled back and caressed her cheek. She cupped her chin and raised her face for a soft kiss. To her delight Myka returned it. "Myka, please talk to me. Are you alright? Did I hurt you? What's wrong darling?"
Myka shook her head. "It was wonderful. It's just that…"
"What darling?"
"I don't usually feel anything at all," Myka whispered.
Helena stared at her. Surely she must have heard wrong? "What are you saying? You don't normally have an orgasm?"
Myka shook her head. "No."
Helena held her close and kissed her soft curls. "I'm so sorry to hear that. How do you feel now?"
Myka chuckled. "Drained, but great. I didn't want to tell you, because I'm embarrassed about it. I don't know why my body reacts so weird, it just does."
"Oh sweetie," Helena pulled away again and smiled at her. "To give you pleasure gives me pleasure. I'll stay with you as long as you need."
Myka smiled. "It's just that most of the time I either don't get there, or I get oversensitive and need to stop."
Helena kissed her softly. "I could feel that at one point, so I changed my touch. Darling, it's not your fault if your past lovers couldn't interpret your signals. They are very clear. You just have to pay attention."
Myka smiled and caressed her cheek. "I'm very lucky then that you're such a skilled lover. It's been a very long time since someone managed to make me feel like this."
Helena smiled and caressed her cheek. She kissed her softly until Myka responded more intensely.
"Thank you," Myka said softly and nuzzled Helena's cheek.
Helena chuckled. "My pleasure. I had almost forgotten what a wonder it is to make love to a woman."
Myka touched her face, tracing her lips with a soft finger. "You taste like me."
Helena smiled. "I do. How do you feel about that?"
Myka smiled. "I like it. You're mine now. I marked you," she said with a teasing smile.
Helena laughed. "I am. And my lips can't wait to taste you again."
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To be continued...
