But I’m glad she’s setting boundaries. Just because you want something doesn’t mean you have to want it all at once. I like that she wants to take her time, to let me know when she’s ready.
So I stroke her face and give her another kiss. “Thank you for tonight. It was perfect.”
“Even now?”
“Even now,” I agree. “Because I’m here with the perfect partner in my arms. And I get to kiss her as much as she likes.”
She grins up at me and pulls me down for another kiss. “In that case, I want more.”
CHAPTER 43
HELEN
I love Mathiras.
I sigh happily as I lie in bed the next morning, his cock pushed up against my backside as he sleeps. He’s got an arm slung over me and his hips are grinding against mine, and it feels good. Not quite as good as last night, but still fun. I love that I got to touch him and make him come…and I love even more that he didn’t get weird when I panicked. It just felt like too much in that moment and I wanted to stop, and he didn’t make me feel foolish in the slightest.
If I thought I loved him before, it’s nothing like how I feel now.
The comm chirps and Adiron’s voice comes over the intercom. “I’m not doing visuals because I don’t want to see anything going on in that room, but I thought I’d let you lovebirds know we’re at the coordinates in the message. There’s a ship here, but when I run the identification, it comes up blank. Because of course it does. So let me know when you’re ready to spring our little trap and I’ll shoot them a greeting.”
Mathiras groans, rousing from sleep. He plants a kiss against the side of my neck and then climbs over me. “Need to take a quick shower.”
I watch as he snags a towel and staggers out of the room, wrapping it around his hips. I watch him go, lying in bed a moment longer. Too bad we can’t touch each other again this morning. Already I want to tease him again, see if I can make him lose control. I want more kisses…and more Mathiras. Touching him isn’t scary or overwhelming. A thought occurs to me. The showers are down the hall, and I sit up in bed, then decide that I could use a shower too. I’ll join him! I grab the other towel and race out after him. We can talk strategy and I can wash his back. It’ll be great.
I tiptoe down the hall after him and head for the showers. The door slides open with a whoosh and I step inside, the steam from the shower caressing my skin. I see Mathiras’s backside, his tail flicking as the water runs over his head, flattening his hair and streaming down his back. He looks…delicious. I toss my towel aside and head straight for him. “I’ll wash your back, Matty.”
He jumps in surprise, his eyes going wide as he turns to look at me, and I notice he’s got a hand on his penis and it’s sticking straight out, like it does when he touches me. “Helen! What the kef?”
“I missed you.” I put my hand under the soap dispenser and let it fill my palm with foam. “Can I not join you in the shower?” I look down at his hard length, and his hand is still on it. “Are you touching yourself?”
For a moment, I think he’s not going to answer me. But then he nods, the movement jerky, and grabs me and pulls me against him in a hot, hungry kiss.
I forget all about soap and washing his back. Moaning, I wrap my slippery arms around him and lean into the kiss as his length presses against my belly. “Here I was going to be the good guy and jerk off in the shower so I wouldn’t be distracted,” he growls against my mouth. “You can’t even let me have that, can you?” With a chuckle, he kisses me again. “Greedy, greedy Helen.”
I squirm, excited. I want to reach down and touch him but I have to make sure it’s okay first. “Can I help you again?”
He takes my hand in his, guiding it to his penis, and it’s my soapy hand. I’m thrilled when he rubs me up and down his length, and then lets go, giving me the opportunity to do all of the pleasuring. I move my hand faster, squeezing as I do, and he cups my face, pressing his forehead to mine. His thumbs flutter near the sensitive spots behind my ears and I feel…good. Excited. But then he groans and jerks against my hand, and I look down and he’s gotten his white seed all over my hand and the tile. Oh. I didn’t even notice because everything is warm and wet in the shower.