Hello :) just thought I'd drop this lil chapter in here.
John6Lisa, it goes without saying, but I'll say it anyway... Thank you :) hope you all enjoy!
Myka awoke to the luxurious feeling of a warm body pressed into her side. There was an arm carelessly draped over her torso; palm resting precariously on her right breast. Myka shifted a little, relishing the aches in her muscles; glorious reminders of their night of lovemaking. She smiled. Helena had professed her love for her last night, and in the throes of passion, Myka had confessed the same. She looked down now at the sleeping woman and offered a silent prayer for them being brought together. Now that she had Helena, she couldn't fathom how she had ever survived before. The woman in her arms stirred a bit, lifting sleepy eyes to meet her own.
"You do know it's rude to stare right?" Helena teased, her voice low and throaty.
"Well with someone as beautiful as you, how could I not?" Myka responded, tangling her fingers in dark tresses and bringing Helena's lips up to hers.
As Helena leaned over Myka, her eyes fell on the bedside clock.
"Oh bloody hell! Is that the correct time Myka?"
Myka craned her neck to look back at the clock.
"Eight fifteen, yup. That's correct!"
"Bollocks! I have a nine o'clock seminar! Shit I have to get going! I'm sorry love!" Helena rambled on, jumping off the bed and scurrying around the room collecting her clothing. Myka folded her hands behind her head and leaned back, enjoying the view. When Helena was finally dressed, she paused to lean over Myka and place a quick kiss on the lazy smile the woman was wearing.
"It's a full-day seminar with a stupid luncheon. I'll be done at five though, call you then, okay?"
"Yes babe. Now go, before I drag you back into this bed and undress you." Myka teased before letting the woman go.
As Helena exited the apartment, Myka decided to get her day started as well. She had a long day ahead of her at the site today.
Later that day...
"FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK!" Myka shouted in pain, pulling her right arm away from the tarp she was stretching to reach.
Pete was at her side in no time. "Mykes! What's wrong?!"
"My arm Pete! Fuck! That hurts like a bitch!" She swore.
"What's wrong with it? Did you pull something?" He asked worriedly.
"It's my rotator cuff I think. I had surgery done on it twice already."
"Alright that's it. I'm taking you to the ER." Pete ordered, not listening to Myka's complaints as he steered her to his car and deposited her in the passenger seat. The engine rumbled to life as he hit the ignition and he sped out of the yard.
At the ER, Myka was pumped with painkillers and ordered to rest the arm for a week. Pete drove to her apartment and half carried the drug-woozy woman inside, laying her on the bed before locking up and leaving her to rest.
On campus...a little after 6pm
Helena tried one last time. The phone rang out and the went to voicemail. She considered leaving another concerned message but decided against it. She picked up her keys and walked out to her car. It had been over an hour now and Myka still wasn't answering her phone. She was going to drive by the construction site now to see if she could catch up with the engineer.
As she walked onto the site, the foreman walked up to her.
"Hello, is Miss Bering around?"
"You're her friend right? From the other day?" The kind man asked.
"Yes. I was trying to reach her phone but she's not picking up." Helena explained.
"Yeah. She's actually at home resting. She had a shoulder problem today. An old injury got inflamed so the ER got her all drugged up on pain meds."
"Oh no. Poor thing. That must be terrible!"
"Yeah. She was in a lotta pain but the meds were kicking in pretty good by the time I dropped her off home."
Helena thanked the man and headed to her car. She stopped off at the store before heading to Myka's place. At the doorway she fished around until she felt Myka's spare key taped to the bottom of the door. She opened up and entered the dark apartment, depositing the grocery bags on the kitchen counter and heading straight for the bedroom.
There, as expected, lay Myka's very asleep (and very naked) form, draped across the bed. Helena smiled and bent down to kiss the woman's forehead. Myka stirred and opened her eyes.
"Hey." She yawned.
"Hey you. How are you feeling?" Helena asked softly.
"Better now that you're here. How'd you get in?" Myka inquired groggily, reaching out to pull Helena closer to her.
"Ouch!" She cried out.
"Sweetie, please relax." Helena begged, looking at the way Myka's face was contorted in pain.
"Crap, the pain meds must be wearing off!" Myka cursed.
"Myka darling, what happened to your shoulder today?"
"Ugh. It's an old shoulder injury I got a couple years ago. I tore my rotator cuff and had to have surgery done on it. I was kinda stretching a bit too much to pull a tarp up today and aggravated it a bit. Ouch!" Myka explained before crying out in pain again.
"Will it help if I massage it a little?" Helena offered.
"Yeah, actually, that would help. Thanks babe."
"Righty-ho then. Come on, I need you to turn over onto your stomach….yes, that's it, love. Is it okay if I sit on your lower back?" Helena asked, removing her own clothing.
Myka was all too aware of how very naked they both were but she needed this pain to ease so she complied, flipping over slowly and allowing Helena to situate herself just at the base of her back. She could feel Helena's core pressing against her skin, drawing a low moan from her.
Helena leaned over to the nightstand and grabbed the bottle of massage oil that seemed to have been serendipitously placed there. Pouring a little into her hands, she rubbed her palms together to warm the oil before pressing her palms into Myka's back.
"Mmmmnh…" Myka moaned at the contact.
Helena smiled and continued to work her hands into the tall woman's back. She could feel the knots in the taut muscles loosening up. Although this massage was meant to alleviate Myka's pain, Helena couldn't help herself being turned on by it. The feel of her throbbing sex pressing into Myka's back, the soft smooth skin beneath her fingers, and those carnal moans escaping Myka's lips. It was all too much for Helena, and as she massaged the top of Myka's shoulders, she couldn't but lean into the form below her, bringing her breast flush with the younger woman's back. Her lips played at the nape of Myka's neck; tongue flicking out to taste the erogenous spot. Her hands worked their way down the sides of Myka's body and around towards her centre. Her mouth latched on to Myka's neck now; her sucking drawing deeper, louder moans from the writhing woman beneath her. She slid one long skilled finger between Myka's lips and the woman shuddered.
"Fuck darling, you're so wet." Helena purred in her ear.
"Wet for you, my love." Myka responded breathlessly.
Helena's fingers moved to encircle Myka's clit once before dipping a finger inside the heated core. Myka's hips bucked, pushing back against Helena's own dripping centre.
As the lecturer's skilled fingers worked the engineer into a frenzied orgasm, her own clit ground into Myka's firm ass, bringing herself to climax as well. She collapsed on Myka's back after, licking and kissing her way from one shoulder blade over to the other.
"I think that might have just been the best massage ever." Myka grinned into the pillow.
"Might have been?" Helena exclaimed in mock annoyance.
Myka laughed, turning over cautiously to face the woman still seated on her. She rose up to kiss those pouted lips.
"I love you, Helena."
"I love you too, darling."
"I have the perfect remedy for you," Helena started, easing herself off the bed, "ginger and turmeric tea. It's an old Ayurvedic anti-inflammatory. Just give me five minutes and I'll have it ready for you." She beamed proudly, sauntering towards the bedroom door, naked ass sashaying with every step.
"Wait! I don't have any of those things!" Myka called after her.
"Sily girl, I picked them up on my way here," she responded with a giggle as she disappeared into the hallway.
Myka relaxed back into the bed and for the second time that day, she offered a prayer for this woman coming into her life.
