Chapter 4
CLARA
The house was dark when we got to it, and I briefly wondered if this was a good idea.
Then again, the concept of a one night stand was a questionable one when it came to trusting a complete stranger, but that hadn't stopped me on the few occasions I'd done it before.
And it wasn't going to stop me now either.
Hel slotted her key into the door and let us inside.
She flicked on the light, and I realised that the darkness in the club hadn't done her justice.
She was stunning, more so than I expected, with pale eyes and light blue hair that almost looked like it was natural, even if it couldn't be.
That kind of dye job couldn't come cheap, and it made me wonder what she did for a living to be able to afford it, but I was sure that question would be a step too far for her.
"So, welcome to my home," Hel said, stepping inside.
"It's beautiful," I said, looking away from her for a moment to appreciate my surroundings. Everything was neatly in its place, and the decor could only be described as tasteful.
"Thanks. So, I just want to be clear that this is a one night thing," Hel said firmly. "We'll have sex if you still want to. Maybe a few times. And in the morning, we'll have a chat and some breakfast, then never see one another again."
I nodded. "That's all I want anyway."
"And to forget your ex." Her lips quirked up into a smile.
"Yes."
"You won't even remember your own name, never mind your ex's." The expression on her face said that she believed every word she was saying. From the way her touch had felt in the club, I believed her.
"That's quite a boast."
"Not a boast, just a statement of fact." She stepped forward. "Do you want anything before we..."
"No." My voice cracked as I said the word.
She didn't respond, taking my hand and drawing me further into her home. She opened a door, revealing a spacious bedroom with a large bed at the centre, neatly made with a grey bedspread.
"If you change your mind, all you have to do is say so," Hel said.
"Same goes for you."
"I know. Now that's out of the way..." She tugged me into the room and pressed her lips against mine, kissing me with even more unrestrained desire. Warmth spread through me in response, making me desperate for more.
Hel pulled back and looked at me with a coy smile before pulling at the bow on my shirt. My mouth went dry as it fell open, revealing the skin at the base of my throat.
She didn't say anything as her fingers danced over the buttons of my shirt until she had it undone. She stepped behind me and slid it off my shoulders, her fingers brushing against my skin as she did.
To my surprise, she moved over to a chair and carefully hung the shirt over the arm. "I'm sure you don't want to deal with the wrinkles in the morning."
"I wouldn't have thought twice about it right now."
She laughed. "Well, I am. This dress is a pain if it gets creased.
" She reached behind her and drew down the zip, letting it slip over her body until it reached the floor.
She draped it over the other side of the chair, every movement showing off the elegant lines of her body and the swell of her breasts above her lacy bra.
She was a vision. One that I felt lucky to be seeing.
"So?" she prompted. "Are you going to finish getting undressed too?" She slipped off her bra and hooked her fingers under the band of her panties so she could pull them down.
There was something intoxicating about watching someone as beautiful as she was doing this for me, but I couldn't let that distract me. There were two of us in this room, and if I wanted to see this through, then I should finish getting undressed myself.
I undid the buckle of my belt and quickly got rid of my clothing, not entirely oblivious to the way Hel was watching me, and the hunger in her gaze. If there was any doubt that she wanted me, this would have chased it away.
"You're beautiful," I whispered as I stepped closer to her.
"As are you." She reached out to touch my face, drawing me to her and pressing her lips against mine.
Her fingers trailed over the bare skin of my waist and I felt the desire rise even more. When she pulled away, I let out a groan of disappointment, but got a chuckle in response.
"We're only just getting started, Clara," she said, spinning me around and gently pushing on my shoulders until I sat down on the bed. She leaned closer and kissed me again until I was lying down with her on top of me.
Her leg landed between mine, her thigh rubbing against my core and making me moan in response. The pressure was intense, and I was worried about how she'd respond when she discovered how turned on I already was, especially when we'd barely gotten started.
She pulled away from our kiss, but only so that she could trail her lips down my neck while her fingers followed their own path across my breasts.
An involuntary cry slipped from me as she got to my nipples, the pleasure spiking through me in response. She repeated the motion, getting more murmurs from me.
"Are you this responsive everywhere?" she asked, her words vibrating through me.
"Sometimes," I managed to get out through laboured breathing.
"Shall we find out?" The bed dipped as she removed her leg from between mine, and anticipation started growing within me in response.
She gave my nipple a final tweak before moving her hand further down my body. I sucked in a breath as she passed my stomach, the skin so sensitive that it was impossible to ignore the sensations it was giving off.
I wasn't even sure what to call the noise I made when her fingers brushed against my entrance, and even through my haze, I didn't miss the satisfied smile on her face in response to what she found.
She teased me a few times by drawing her fingers back and forth before pressing them against my most sensitive spot.
I let out a groan and tipped my head back, no longer able to feel any particular part of my body and just feeling sensation in response to her touch.
Desire coiled within me, growing tighter and tighter with each of her movements. I grabbed hold of her shoulder, unsure what exactly I wanted her to do other than more of her touches.
"I'm..." I don't get more words than that out before the pleasure crashes through me, taking over every part of my body and mind.
It turned out that Hel was right. She could chase away thoughts of Clemmy, and there was a part of me that was disappointed that this couldn't be more than that, but I knew it had to be.