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“You and I both know that was the case almost immediately.”
“True.”
Taking a deep breath, I admit, “The only reason I’d told my mom that was because it wasyouwho walked in that door. I took one look at you and knew you’d be my wife one day. I wasn’t above fabricating a situation to get me closer to it happening.”
“What if I had said no?”
“The outcome would’ve been the same. The journey toward it would’ve just been a little longer.”
“There goes that cocky attitude.”
“I prefer the word confident.”
“You would.”
“Though I can’t help but notice you’ve brought up that part of me twice now.”
“Only twice?” She muses.
“Touch.”
She giggles, informing me, “I think you mean touché.”
“Do I?” Her fingers brush the placket of my pants.
“Guess that’s the third time, huh?”
I shake my head no. “Still on the second,” I explain, making her blush. “Hell, if I’m being honest, it might still be the first. Don’t think it’s gone down since I saw you.”
“Sounds painful,” she sympathizes, gripping me through the material struggling to contain me. “I better be careful. This could poke my eye out.” I groan at the image of Helen on her knees before me, her eyes so dark I swear I can see my reflection in them. See the hunger on my face as she takes me out, her soft skin around my hard cock having me ready to spill in seconds. “Picturing it, aren’t you.” It may have been phrased as a question, but it was definitely a statement. She knows what she does to me. Relishes it. I haven’t known her long, yet over the time I have, I’ve seen her come out of her shell, become the person I don’t think she was allowed to be prior to this.
I swoop in and take her mouth, then lift her in my arms without breaking our kiss. Blindly, hoping I don’t cause us both to tumble and break a limb, I walk toward my office and the small couch we put in there. The thought had been to give it a homier feeling for clients, both established and potential, as well as somewhere I could rest if needed. Now it’ll serve as the spot where I make Helen mine.
“There should be flowers and candles,” I realize. “A bed. Our first time should be special, but I don’t know that I can wait.”
“You’re here. It already is.” I stare into her eyes, see that she means it, and plop what I now know is called a leatherhead on her. “You want me in nothing but this helmet?” She asks as she waggles her brows. I barely choke out a yes when her fingers begin working the buttons of my shirt. I reach for hers, needing to see her. Feel her. As clothing falls to the carpet, her breasts brush my pecs as she grabs for the zipper to free me. Within minutes, we’re naked save for our respective underwear. I hadn’t planned for this to happen, wanting to make sure we waited until we we’re each ready. Now that it’s here, I’m finding myself nervous.
“I’ve, uh, never done this.”
“Had sex in your office?”
“The last three words are unnecessary.” I see the truth hit, the pleased smile that curves her lips. “That makes you happy?”
“Very. I’m discovering that I’m selfish with you.”
“I know the feeling,” I mutter.
“Then let me ease your mind. We’re on even ground in this. My life was a bit sheltered, leaving very little room to do anything but what was expected of me.”
“So, I’m your rebellion?” I smirk at that. I’m pretty much the farthest thing from a bad boy. My childhood was spent helping my mom in any way I could and my teenage years… Well, I refused to be anything like the man who got her pregnant and pretended neither of us existed. When I’d discovered the circumstances of my birth, I’d vowed to wait until meeting the woman meant to be mine.
“I’m realizing you’re my forever.” With that statement settling in my heart, I lay her on the cushions and feel my way to the clasp in the back. Showing my inexperience, I fumble with it, wishing I could see it yet not wanting to lose eye contact with her. A few curse words later, my frustration leaking through and ruining the moment, she deftly opens the front. I’m too focused on staring at her breasts to be offended at her giggles, though I tickle her when I clue in to them. “I love that you didn’t know,” she reassures me. “We’re learning together. That’s priceless.”
I kiss her in agreement as I explore her, wanting to shout with appreciation when I discover how turned on she is. For me. I did that. Me and my schoolboy wooing. “I’m falling for you,” I inform her as I prepare to take her.
“Good.”
**Helen**
