Helen bounces to my side and grabs the clothes I’m clutching to my chest and tosses them on the bed. Her eyes are alight with excitement. “Can we kiss some more? Then can you show me how your penis gets hard?”
I groan, because I would love to do both of those things. “Do you need time to yourself? I know a lot happened today.”
She shakes her head and runs her fingers down the front of my uniform, gazing at my chest. “I know you’re trying to protect me, but I already feel safe. I want to kiss. And I want to see you get hard. I’ve been waiting all day and I don’t want to wait any longer.” She gives me another sweet smile, tilting her face up. “So are we going to kiss or what?”
I swallow hard and then rake the piles of clothing off the bed and onto the floor. I like neat and orderly things, but I like the thought of kissing Helen even more. If she wants to kiss, we’ll kiss. If she wants to see my cock, well…I’ll figure that out in the moment. “Let’s get comfortable, then.”
No sooner do I sit on the edge of my bunk than Helen climbs into my lap, sitting on my thigh and looping her arms around my shoulders. All right, I guess she’s going to sit on me while I kiss her. My dick likes that idea way too much. Gently, cautiously, I place a hand on her warm, bare outer thigh, the other on her back.
“Remember that I said we can go as slow as we need to—”
Helen’s mouth is on mine before I can even finish my sentence.
CHAPTER 37
HELEN
I’m learning a lot about Mathiras now that we’re kissing. He’s so thoughtful and sweet, but because he’s used to having to be in charge, he overthinks everything. He doesn’t know how to just act. He’s lucky he has me to decide that we need to kiss, because I think Mathiras would talk about it all night before making a move.
Yes, he’s very lucky he has me.
I press my lips to his, silencing his stream of thoughts. He needs to stop thinking and just feel for a while. This is why he needs me. I slide my hands over him as his mouth softens, and then Mathiras takes over the kiss. His mouth is hard over mine, his lips hungry as he tastes me, and then his tongue dips into my mouth, sending flutters through my belly. I touch mine to his, and then we’re licking at each other, the kiss going to a deeper level, and I’m lost, my world focusing down to his mouth. Nothing exists outside of the press of his lips against mine, the taste of him, and the tease of his tongue.
But then his hands slide down to my backside, squeezing it roughly, and I let out a squeal of surprise.
That breaks the spell. Mathiras looks up from our kiss, dazed, and his hands immediately leave my bottom. “Kef, sorry, Helen.”
“Not sorry,” I say quickly, grabbing one of his hands and pushing it back onto my butt. “I like it when you touch me. You can do it.”
He only gives me an apologetic pat. “We should probably head to bed. It’s been a big day and tomorrow could be worse.” Giving me a crooked smile, he leans in and kisses me again. “I’m trying to pace myself, but the urge to monopolize you is growing by the hour, Helen.”
“You can monopolize me,” I say, breathless. “You can do whatever you want with me. I like it. And I don’t mind staying up a bit late. You promised when we got back to the ship you’d show me how your penis grows.”
Mathiras’s smile turns into a grimace. “There’s a slight problem with that.”
Oh no. “What’s the problem?”
“I’m afraid I’m already hard.”
My eyes widen. He is? He said it happened when he got aroused. Does that mean our kisses were all it took? Or was it something else? “Can I see?”
The look he gives me is so scorching my toes curl. “You really want to look.”
Of course I do. Why does he even have to ask? I’m so eager to learn more about him, to learn how sex really is if the vids are all wrong. I know he’s fixated on going slow, but he doesn’t have to with me. He can show me everything and how to sex the right way, and I’ll be thrilled. “I’ve seen it before,” I remind him. “When it was all floppy and small.”
The sound he makes is pained. “Helen, please don’t go around saying that to anyone else. You’re going to give Adiron far too much ammo if you do.”
“Why would I give him ammo when I’m talking about your penis?” I feel like the two don’t have anything to do with one another.