She drove my car just to the edge of town and into an apartment complex I didn't know was in Univille. "Don't worry Myka, I'm not going to kill you."
"I never thought you would." We entered her apartment and it didn't seem like her. I wasn't sure what I thought she'd stay in but this wasn't it. Yes there were a lot of books, but there was something missing. I guess it didn't feel like H.G. Wells because it wasn't Victorian styled.
"How does BBQ chicken and rice sound?" I raised an eyebrow as I leaned against the bar. "Yes, I have also looked in modern day cookbooks." I shook my head with a smile.
"That sounds great. Do you need my help?"
"Sure. If you could do the rice, I can do the chicken." Of course it was a small kitchen and the stove was even smaller. We were practically standing right beside each other. Maybe an inch or two apart. A shock of something went through me anytime that Helena accidently bumped into me. "I believe everything is ready if you'd like to pour us some wine."
"Wine too? Helena, are you trying to seduce me with good food and wine?" She grinned mischievously.
"Maybe. But at least you're in good company." I couldn't tell if she was joking or being serious. Or maybe a mix of the two. I popped the cork and poured the wine. We ate at the small table that was by the kitchen. "Do you mind if I put on some jazz music? There's an artist I found a few days ago and I love it."
"Sure." I watched as Helena walked towards the stereo and turned it on. The soothing voice of Dianna Krall started to come through the speakers. "Good choice."
"Thank you." We ate and talked about our week a little more. Then also our likes and dislikes. I answered questions she had about history and today's culture. Once dinner was over, we cleaned up and sat on the small couch to continue our conversation. We finished the bottle of wine and I realized it was eight pm.
"Damn it I need to get back to the B&B. I didn't realize it was this late." I got up and took the glasses to the sink.
"Alright, I'll drive us back to the bookstore." We drove in silence and I felt bad. I didn't want to leave her apartment because we were having such a good time. "Are they going to be mad that you're out this late?"
"I don't think so. I'll make something up if they ask where I've been." Helena's mood drastically changed. I felt bad. I hated having to sneak around but Artie would have a stroke if he found out.
"Well, here we are." We pulled up to the bookstore and I hesitated before getting out. "I had fun tonight Myka." I looked over to H.G. There was a longing in her eyes. I wasn't sure who leaned in first, but the next thing I knew our lips were touching. It was a gentle kiss and her lips were so soft. "Myka…"
"Helena…we can't…do this." I rested my forehead against hers as she cupped my cheek.
"I know." I opened my eyes and peered into hers. I'm not sure what happened but my lips were back on hers. My brain just shut off. I laced my fingers into Helena's hair and she deepened the kiss. A moan escaped my throat when she cupped my breast in her hand and started to squeeze. "Myka…come home with me. Just one night…"
"Drive." I buckled and Helena tore out of the parking lot. I made sure to turn my phone off so it couldn't be traced. The last thing I needed was for someone from the warehouse to barge in on us tonight. We made it back to Helena's apartment in half the time and barely got the door closed behind us before my lips were back on Helena's. Articles of clothing littered the floor until we made it to her bedroom. Helena's eyes were dark with passion and so were mine.
"You're beautiful Myka." My cheeks started to burn as Helena's eyes made their way over my body.
"You are too; your mind, your body…everything." As we climbed to the top of the bed, Helena straddled my hips. She smiled down at me as she started to rock her core against mine. I'm not sure if it was a sigh or a moan that escaped my throat but feeling her wetness against mine was amazing. The pace sped up and soon we were in a steady, fast rhythm. Helena leaned down and clamed my lips. She kissed down my neck leaving little nips and marks. "Helena…" My fingers laced themselves in her long dark hair. She thrust herself against me once more and traced the shell of my ear with her tongue. A moment later, we both came hard.
After our bodies calmed down, I flipped us and started to kiss down Helena's neck. "Myka…are you…" I leaned up and kissed her lips again.
"Yes. Please Helena. Let me make love to you; if only just for tonight. I'm not sure we'll ever have this chance again." Helena nodded and I continued to kiss and nip my way down her neck, across her collar bone, and to her breasts. I had never made love to a woman until now, so I wasn't sure what I was doing. I just knew what parts of my body were sensitive so I went with that. She moaned when I took a hardened nipple into my mouth and started to flick my tongue against it. As I paid both breasts equal attention, I let my hand make its way down her toned stomach and between her legs. She was wet and she bucked against my hand as I slid two fingers inside her.
I started to pump in and out of her gently and picked up speed. Helena groaned when I slid my fingers out and looked up at her with mischievous eyes. I made my way down her stomach with open mouthed kisses and made myself comfortable between her thighs. Helena let out a loud moan as I ran my tongue up her swollen folds. I continued to flick my tongue against her throbbing clit she bucked into my face with more need of a release. "Myka…" Helena moaned loudly when I slid my tongue inside. She whined with need when I flicked my tongue against her swollen G-spot. It wasn't much longer until she came screaming my name.
I took one last long lick before whipping my face and crawling up beside her. Helena laid her arm across her eyes as her breathing started to level out. "Are you okay?"
"Yes." She patted my thigh and coaxed me to lie beside her. Helena wrapped me in her arms and I snuggled into her. "Have you ever been with a woman before?"
"No. You're my first." Helena let her fingers trace lazy patters along my side.
"Well I'm honored to be your first." We fit so well together. Matched up perfectly.
"I'd want you to be my last…"