Here's the next to last chapter for this story. I decided to break this scene up into two distinct parts. I hope you enjoy it as much as I did writing it. Gregg.
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Helen deepened the kiss while she let her hands pull open the satin bed clothes top that Will had on. Being an expert on the human body for her medical work, she could easily just jump right in and say that she had no need to explore, but the woman in her, the part of her that was released when engaging in sex, needed to see and feel the body of her lover, whether transient like her usual liaisons, or something serious like this with Will. Not even looking at this point, as her mouth was otherwise busy exploring his mouth, she used her hands to slowly caress and take inventory of his torso. She liked what she was feeling, and the low moan she let out while doing so proved it.
"So hard and firm," she said in a soft purr as she pulled back slightly from the kiss. She had her hands on his pectorals and noted with delight that his upper body definition was superb. Even better than she remembered from when he had last been on her exam table. The young man had obviously been working out. She slowly kissed and nibbled her way along his jaw, working on finding all the pleasure points on him one by one.
Will didn't know what to do with his hands. Almost of their own volition they reached up and brushed against her breasts. He startled, yet wicked look in her eyes told him that he'd done something right, and oh so very wrong.
"I said it was my turn to do some exploring," she said in that unbelievably sexy British accent of hers, made even more sultry with the huskier tone of arousal added in. "You need to be punished," she told him, a smile on her lips.
"Punished?" Will asked, a bit nervous at that. What happened to sensual and loving?
Helen leaned back into her bedside drawer, the lower one, and pulled out a long silk scarf and turned back to Will, still smiling wickedly.
"Yes, punished," she told him. "I think you need to be teased while I do my exploring."
Will didn't know whether to be relieved or scared. Instead he simply stayed silent as Magnus took his arms and placed them above his head and tied his wrists to the center of the slatted head board of the bed. He sent up a silent prayer of thanks that she wasn't, apparently, tying his legs down.
"Teased?" he asked when she had finished binding his hands to the head board.
She smirked wickedly and stood up, the large mattress easily holding her up, and she slowly, tortuously, untied and removed the short robe and revealed her nude body to him. She could feel her own arousal tighten and coil deep within herself as she allowed him to look up at her, and she followed his eyes as they worked to memorize every curve and dip of her body. She almost laughed at the typically male stare when his eyes reached her breasts, and then shortly after that between her legs where she kept a neatly trimmed pubic triangle, small enough for some rather daring, skimpy panties. She slowly turned 360 degrees and let him see her from the back before facing him again and going down on her knees next to him.
"How was the view?' she asked teasingly. She could hear his breathing struggle to even out, and the rather impressive tent he had formed in the bottoms of his bed clothes told the tale.
"Magnificent," Will managed to get out. Now he knew what she meant by teasing.
"Now I can get back to my exploration," she said as she gave a small, suckling kiss on one of the pulse points she'd already identified on his neck that gave him pleasure. "And you may not touch, hence the bindings," she said, a twinkle of lusty humor in her eyes.
For the next half hour she worked her way down the length of his body with her lips and tongue, along with wickedly soft touches of her fingers. She loved seeing him squirm from the mounting pleasure she was giving him. All along she gave him tantalizing glimpses of her breasts and between her legs, which made him groan and pull on his bonds even more. When she had pulled off the bottoms of his bed clothes her eyes had widened in delighted approval of his impressive erection. Without touching it at all, she had leaned down and inhaled the musky, masculine scent, while blowing hot and cold puffs of air along his length.
"That is so evil, Magnus," Will had said as she did so. He said it through clenched teeth, letting her know that he was teetering on the brink.
"I find it's more fun to tease and prolong pleasure when there's time, than to simply rush into it," Helen told him. She was being completely honest. Many of her one night affairs, whether paid for or not, were rushed and lusty, with little or not sensuality involved. They were fun, and took care of her needs wonderfully, but on those occasions when she would have a man for several nights in a row on those trips, she found she enjoyed the results much more. "Don't you agree?" she asked as she ran her tongue along his length, swirling it around the head when she reached the top.
Will shuddered. He had a great view of Magnus, and he knew damn well she was purposefully moving and twisting specific areas of her body for maximum visual teasing while he was tied up. Her physical tease, taking so long to explore his body, and now what she was doing to his manhood, was almost unbearable, but he had never had a more enjoyable experience.
"Totally," he said through his still clenched teeth. He almost exploded when she took him fully in her mouth, allowing his full length to be engulfed.
Helen took her time with her oral assault on him, not wanting this to end too soon. She knew they would be at it most of the night as it was, but to have come apart so quickly was not in her plans. Using the skills that over a century of experiences had taught her, she took him to the brink and back down a number of times, all the while memorizing his taste and feel as she bobbed her head up and down on him, never becoming consistent in her motions, but always making slight alterations that would enhance his pleasure.
If he were to believe in a Heaven, or Nirvana, or any sort of incredible plane of existence, then Will thought that this must be what it was like. Not that he was selfish or anything, but being a guy he thought that it couldn't get any better than this. And what sane guy could complain? A beautiful woman giving him immense pleasure, and knowing that he would not only get to reciprocate, but that this was not a one time thing? The only thing lacking was the ability to do some minor exploring of his own while she did hers. Magnus was beautiful in his admittedly biased opinion. She had a soft, curvy figure that belied a strength, both of body and mind, that was beyond any he'd ever known. Her drive and passion added to the overall effect. And now she was showing another side to her that was exotic and exceptional. It was the complete, total package. He'd been intrigued, and in lust, from the moment he'd met her, but the years of waiting, and desiring, had allowed all of that to grow into something much more, and now would be lasting.
Helen looked up at him, still with him in her slowly moving mouth, and saw the effort to maintain his composure. She could also see the telltale signs that he was thinking and concentrating on something that was important to him. If it was anything like her own thoughts, then she was a very lucky woman. She had been teasing him this whole time since entering the room and now she was about to step this up. Raising her head, letting him slip from her mouth, reluctantly on her part as she was enjoying pleasuring him like this, she slowly moved up his body, letting her breasts rub along his taut skin, teasing him even more until she was face to face with him. She let her lips meet his in a slow, heated kiss, not full of passion and impatience, but more of appreciation and expectation.
"Are you ready?" she asked, her accent drawing the words out in a sexy purr.
"Mmm hmm," he was barely able to manage getting out.
Helen sat up, her lower body straddling his hips, his erection pressing against her folds sending shock waves of pleasure coursing through her. She lifted up, and using one hand to guide him, sank slowly down his length, moaning deeply as she felt those incredible sensations of being deliciously stretched and filled. The fact that it was Will, who had become the person she cared about so much, made it all the more invigorating.
When she felt that they were both ready, she began a slow, deliberate slide up and down his length, her inner muscles gripping him perfectly for maximum pleasure for both of them. She kept her eyes riveted on his, taking in all the subtle cues that the eyes provide. She resisted the temptation to throw her head back and groan when he reached up and cupped her breasts which were bouncing slightly in front of him, after she had suddenly leaned forward and quickly released his hands from the scarf with the ease of a practiced escape artist. His ability to manipulate them, and the teasing pinches and pulls on her nipples as she rode him were almost her undoing, but she refused to give in to her growing arousal too soon. She wanted to see him come apart under her, and then she would let her arousal explode. Over the many years of dealing with her urges in her particular way she was a master of her own body's responses and actions, so this was a familiar, yet spectacular exercise in self-control.
Will couldn't keep his eyes focused on any one thing. His body was on the verge of exploding, and Magnus was playing him like a violin virtuoso. She had a control of her body, and what it was doing to him, that defied description. One thing that he noticed that he found incredibly adorable, and he intended on exploring that soon, was the faint freckles she had, which he was seeing now for the first time. He could imagine this continuing some night on the tower under the stars with him tracing with his fingers, or perhaps his tongue, the patterns of the constellations among her freckles directly under the stars. Sappy? Yes. Romantic? Definitely. Them? Very much so. He was sure the raw passion and lust would be happening soon, but this first time, and perhaps a few times afterwards, were about the deeper passion and feelings that they had for each other. He was still in awe that she had shared his feelings, and now he understood better why she had been so reluctant. In some ways it made this joining here and now that much more special as the time spent getting to this point had made a long term relationship more likely, and safe, if that were a good term.
The moans and groans of pleasure filled the room as both of them enjoyed the actions of the other. They were extremely in tune with each other, and for every thrust or shift, the other met it perfectly in synch. For Helen, she was impressed at how much he was able to vary his hip movement, despite lack of purchase as his hands were still paying attention to her breasts. On almost every third stroke he was hitting her G-spot and she had to work hard not to explode in a screaming, shattering orgasm each time it happened.
Will could see how close she was, and there was no denying he was pretty much there. Deciding to make a move of his own, he moved one of his hands down between them and firmly, but carefully, manipulated her clit and watched as she exploded within seconds, her inner muscles clenching spasmodically all the while, and then he suddenly let loose with an explosion of his own, filling her with his own love. When she fell forward on him, with him still inside of her, he ran his hands up and down her back as their breathing gradually evened out to something approaching normal.
"That was spectacular, Will," she said lazily as she lifted her head from his chest and looked at him with a deep satisfaction in her eyes.
"Better than any dream or fantasy I've ever had about us," Will admitted, knowing he was handing her a loaded weapon with that revelation.
Helen leaned up and kissed him languidly, letting their tongues take the time to explore each other's mouths, and simply revel in the total sensual experience. She wanted more, but she also didn't want to lose the sensual feel of this night. He lusty passion could wait, and she knew they would have that and more soon, but for now it was about entering into something very special, and something that was going to last for a very long time.
"I'm going to get cleaned up a bit, and then we can let you have a chance to do some exploring," she said with a sexy smile, her eyes telling him that she was very much looking forward to him taking the time to learn her body like she had his. She reluctantly pulled herself off of him and walked to the en suite.
"Magnus?" she heard Will call out.
She turned and smiled when she saw him dipping his finger into the chocolate sauce. "Yes, Will?"
"Do you like having chocolate sauce licked of your body?" he asked cheekily, delivered with a wink.
She laughed out loud. "You must be reading my mind, Will," she said, offering her own wink. "I love that as much as I will love licking it off of you, too." She walked the rest of the way into the en suite with a very sexy sashay to her hips, still doing her best to tease him. She decided that allowing Will to take care of her needs, and accepting the relationship that would come with that, was the best personal decision she'd ever made, outside of having her daughter.
A/N: Next is Will's turn and it will be the last chapter to this story. I sincerely hope that everyone is enjoying this and if the response is good, I intend on writing some more stories for Sanctuary. Gregg.
