Chapter 12
Chapter Twelve
Helena thinks I don’t want her. She’s out of her mind. But at least her sour mood makes sense now.
I turn down an alley and shift the car into park.
“What are you doing?” Helena asks.
“Proving a point,” I tell her, unclipping her seat belt and then mine. I reach over and pick her up before settling her on top of my lap.
“What point is that?” she whispers.
“The one that proves just how much I want you.” I grab her hips and pull her down onto my erection. I’ve been hard since I met this woman.
I don’t think I’ve ever wanted anyone as much as I want Helena Valentino. No one has ever made me go against a direct order before either. She’s probably going to be my ticket to hell, but I’ll enjoy the ride that gets me there.
“Oh…” Her mouth parts on a gasp.
Fuck, I want to feel those lips around my cock. That will have to wait, though.
I shove the fabric of her skirt up to her hips, grabbing hold of the sides of her panties and tearing through the lace. “I need to feel your pussy wrapped around my cock. Now,” I tell her. Helena moans as I shove two fingers inside her soaking-wet cunt. “Fuck, you’re drenched. Is this for me?”
“Yes,” she moans.
I remove my fingers, unbutton my pants, and free my cock.
Stroking it up and down a few times before I lift my ass and reach for my wallet in my back pocket.
Handing it to Helena. “There’s a condom in there.
Get it out,” I tell her as my fingers make their way back to her pussy.
I circle her clit while she fumbles with my wallet.
“Got it.” She holds up the foil packet like she’s just found Wonka’s golden ticket. Then again, I guess it’s my golden ticket because it’s what’s getting me into my new favorite playground.
Helena rips the packaging open with her teeth, and I watch as she proceeds to slide the condom over my cock.
I move my hands back to her hips and line her up. “Ride me. Show me how much you want my cock filling up your tight little cunt, princess. Show me how much you want me.”
“Oh god!” Helena’s head tips backwards as she slowly sinks down on me. “It’s so big,” she moans as her breasts push towards my face, straining against the buttons of her blouse. I’d love to rip the fabric from her body. I also don’t need her walking into the café half-dressed.
“That’s it. You’re doing so good. You’re taking every inch. All of me. It’s for you.” My hands caress her breasts over the top of her shirt. “You look so fucking hot right now.”
“Mmm.” Helena starts to slide up and down on my cock, while the walls of her pussy clench around my length with each movement. “Oh god,” she groans as she picks up speed slightly.
“Tell me how it feels. How does it feel to have my cock filling you up?” My mouth lands on her neck, my teeth nibbling their way up.
“So good. You feel so good. Marco. Oh, shit!” She screams when I bite down on the lobe of her ear.
“That’s it. Scream my name, princess. No one can hear you but me. Scream for me,” I tell her, biting down harder. “Your moans are such a pretty fucking sound.”
“Marco, I can’t…” She shakes her head from side to side.
“Yes, you can. You need this as much as I do. You need to fuck that foul-ass mood out of yourself. Use my cock like you wanted to use it last night. Use me to get the release your body is begging for,” I tell her.
“I… Oh god, it’s coming,” she says and stiffens.
“That’s it. Fuck yes. Come for me. Milk my cock. It’s all yours,” I grunt as I start pistoning my hips upwards into her. My own release is right there. The way her pussy is convulsing around me, her mouth open in that perfect O-shape… “Fuck!” I moan into her neck as I fill the condom.
Helena’s head lands on my chest. Both of our hearts beating out of control, our breaths heaving.
My hands run up and down her back in soothing motions. “Did that feel like someone who doesn’t want you?” I ask her.
She shakes her head. “No.” Her voice is quiet. “I was a bitch, huh?”
“I wouldn’t say that. Mostly because I’d be scared of you slicing my throat in my sleep if I did.” I chuckle, and Helena slaps me on the chest.
“I wouldn’t do that,” she says. “I’d have someone else do it for me.”
I believe her.
“We should get to the café.” I sigh.
“Yeah. Although I wouldn’t be opposed to taking a sick day and having another go at it. Or several.” Helena smiles, and I almost take her up on that offer. Almost.
“If we don’t turn up, a search party will come looking for you,” I remind her.
“Yeah, probably.” Helena climbs off me. “You ruined my panties,” she says as she settles back into her seat and slides a ripped pair of black underwear down her legs.
I reach over and snatch them from her hand.
“I’ll keep ?em safe for you,” I tell her as I shove the lacey material into my pocket.
Then I go about removing the condom and folding it up in a napkin I find in the center console before pocketing that too.
I don’t need to be leaving this shit in a Valentino car.
“If that’s how you deal with my bitchy moods, I might have to pout more often.” Helena laughs. “Also, you do realize that I now have to work all day without any panties on.”
I frown at her. “We’re stopping on the way to buy you some. You are not walking around without underwear.”
“We don’t have time to stop now. Don’t worry. I have spare clothes in the office,” she tells me.
“You sure?” I ask her. I really don’t want her walking around like that all day. It’ll do my fucking head in.
“Positive.” Helena’s eyes twinkle with mischief. I don’t believe her, but I don’t have much choice here either. We really have taken too long of a detour.