CHAPTER 37
Helena
“Babe, we’re going to get in trouble,” she said as Becky kissed her neck.
“She knows we’re together. And everyone’s inside.”
“Becky!” She laughed as Becky slid her hand down into her pants.
“What? I can’t wait.”
“Dinner is almost over. Five more minutes, and I’m all yours.”
“I thought you were already all mine,” Becky returned and sucked on her earlobe just as her index finger found Helena’s clit.
“Everyone is going to know what we did in here.”
“You’re the one who winked at me before you said you had to go to the bathroom. What was that for if not this?”
“Oh, fuck,” she let out when Becky stroked her faster. “I actually did have to… go.”
“You’ll have to wait now. I’m a little busy.”
Becky kissed her then and continued stroking her until Helena moaned into her mouth. Becky covered her mouth so that no one would hear her cry out, lowered her finger to gather more of her wetness on it, and stroked her once more before pulling out her hand and licking her finger.
“Dessert.”
“God…” Helena said, and her head went back against the door. “That was so fucking hot.”
“Yes, it was. Now, I’ll let you clean up.”
Still a little dazed, Helena stood against the door while Becky washed her hands, wiped them on the towel, and turned back to her.
“I’ll see you in your room in five minutes. Be naked,” Becky added.
“Naked?”
“Yes. We had dinner with everyone tonight, so I haven’t had you alone all day.”
“Nia will–”
“Later. We’ll have just us first. She’ll meet us when she’s done working.” Becky kissed her and repeated, “Be naked.”
“Okay. Yeah, okay,” she said, only half able to understand what had just happened.
She really had needed to go to the bathroom, but just as she’d opened the door, Becky had come up behind her, and now, she was standing there, somewhat sated but still completely turned on, and there were people out there who would have noticed Becky following her into the bathroom.
Helena finished what she needed to do, cleared her throat, pushed the door open, and walked back to the table, where she sat down next to Becky, trying to pretend like nothing had happened.
“So, dessert?” Nia asked.
“What? No dessert. What? Who–” Helena stopped herself when she saw Gage and Sharon both stare at her, looking confused.
“Relax,” Becky whispered into her ear. “I think we will skip the cake, if that’s okay.”
“It’s a torte,” Nia corrected.
“Can we have it later, if we want?”
“Of course. I’ll have them save some for anyone who might want to–”
“I think I’ll skip the torte,” Gage interrupted.
“Me too,” Carrie added from her seat next to Gage.
“Let’s just go around the table, shall we?” Nia proposed. “Anyone want the raspberry torte right now?”
“No,” Debra said, shaking her head.
“No, thanks.”
Sharon did the same.
“I’m good,” Jennifer said and turned to Kristina.
“I’ll pass for now. Thanks.”
“Great. Dessert will be saved for later. You’ve all chosen your partners tonight, and because of that, you can skip the cards and…”
Nia continued talking, but Helena was no longer listening to her because Becky’s hand was on her thigh, sliding up higher until it was cupping her hard.
“Naked,” Becky whispered into her ear.
When Nia finished talking and dismissed them, Helena hoped she hadn’t missed anything important, but her mind could only focus on the fact that the woman of her dreams had just made her come in the bathroom, and now, she was cupping her at the dinner table.
“I’ll be right in,” Becky said and kissed her on the lips.
“What are you–”
“I’m getting us some things for later.”
“Oh,” she replied and watched Becky’s ass on her way out before she stood and carried their wineglasses back to the bedroom with her.
Having set their drinks down, Helena quickly took off her clothes, placed them somewhat neatly on the dresser, and moved to lie on the bed, not knowing where Becky wanted her to be when she walked into the room and feeling more exhilarated at that than at the fact that they’d soon be having a threesome.
“Come in,” she said when she heard a knock at the door.
The door opened, and Becky stood there holding several toys. She set them on the dresser by Helena’s clothes before she closed the door, stood at the end of the bed, and slowly unzipped her dress.
“Oh, my God,” Helena said.
“Will you spread your legs for me, beautiful?”
Helena did as was requested and watched Becky’s dress fall to the floor.
“God. You’re wet already, aren’t you?” Becky asked.
“You know that because you just touched me.”
“I know. I’m just still so surprised that it’s for me,” Becky replied and removed her black lace bra. “That it’s all for me. Even if it’s Nia touching you later, it’s all for me.”
“Yes, it is,” she confirmed, recognizing that Becky probably needed to hear that.
When Becky removed her black matching panties, Helena found her hand moving between her own legs.
“You can’t wait for me to do that?” Becky asked.
“You couldn’t wait at dinner,” she countered and began stroking herself. “Want to watch for a minute?”
“Yes,” Becky replied and knelt on the bed before she spread Helena’s legs wider and sat on her heels to get a better angle.
“God, you’re so beautiful.” Her hands on Helena’s thighs, Becky rubbed them up and down slowly while Helena continued to stroke herself with only her index finger. “Can you go inside?”
Helena did, and Becky’s eyes grew darker.
“I can hear how wet you are for me.”
“I want your fingers.”
“Rub your clit for me.”
Helena returned her hand to her clit, and soon, she had two of Becky’s long fingers inside her, curling.
“I’m going to watch you come on my hand. Then, I’m going down on you. I need you in my mouth.”
“Fuck,” Helena said. “Push in.”
Becky pushed in deeper and replaced the curling with thrusts.
“I’ve never… been able to come… so many times.”
“No?”
“No,” she confirmed, feeling the orgasm build. “Usually, it’s just one. Maybe two. Three if the first two… weren’t great. But nothing the next… few days if I… do that.”
“And now?” Becky asked, thrusting hard.
“Now, I’m coming again. Fuck!”
Helena’s hips bucked as she came, and Becky kept up her thrusts until Helena tapped her hand with her free one, telling her to stop, which Becky did.
“Up here,” Helena requested.
Becky pulled out of her, moved up to kiss her, and said, “I didn’t lock the door. I told Nia to knock twice so that we know it’s her, and you can invite her in. Is that okay?”
“What? Yes. Sure.” She kissed Becky hard. “God, I…”
Becky looked down at her, concerned.
“Do you not–”
“No, it’s not that. I do. I just want to say something to you before it happens.”
“Okay,” Becky said and ran her hand over the side of Helena’s neck and down between her breasts. “Anything.”
“I love you.”
Becky’s eyes got a little wider than they were a moment prior.
“I told you it’s been months for me, so I’m there already. I love you, Becky. I’m in love with you. I wanted you to know before Nia comes in here and we do that with her. Is that okay? Is it too soon?”
Becky smiled and replied, “I love you, too. I have for a while now.”
“You do?”
Becky nodded and added, “I wanted to tell you earlier, and I thought it was too soon for me to do it, but I’ve been in this since you first walked into my office.”
“Well, one of us lied about having a girlfriend, so the other person had to put their feelings aside for a long time. That other person is me.”
Becky laughed and said, “I know. And I’m sorry, babe. It wasn’t just to you; no one knew we broke up.”
“It’s okay. You love me, so I can forgive you.”
Becky leaned down, kissed her, and said, “I do. I love you.”
“I love you, too.”
Then, there were two knocks, one right after the other, at Helena’s door.
“Are you ready? We don’t have to–”
“Come in,” Helena said.