Chapter 36: Results
*Long live the rose that grew from concrete when no one else ever cared. – Tupac*
Bunny came back downstairs and grabbed Jaxon by the hand. She pulled him over and sat him down next to Ty.
“We did something.” She said handing over a test to each of them.
It took a second for it to register and then both men stood up and hugged her. There were hugs and kisses between the three of them.
It wasn’t until Jaxon looked over at his mom who was kissing Reese that he realized his secret was out. Ty reached up and turned Jaxon’s face to his own. He kissed the other man.
“She knows.”
Bunny kissed both of them. “She just wants you to be happy.”
Jaxon kissed Bunny and Ty before laying his head on the other man’s shoulder and pulling Bunny into a tight hug between them. “I am happy.”
“I’m happy too.” Ty said kissing each of his partners on their heads.
“Me too. I hate to point this out, but I’m pretty sure that it was something like this that led to me being pregnant.”
“I don’t need to see that.” Dean declared. “I prefer my porn to be on the internet.”
JD busted out laughing as Reese growled out her name in warning.
The rest of the afternoon was much less exciting. Dean and JD both wanted to go see a movie. The teens left before Reese suggested that he and Helen leave. She had expected him to take her home but was pleasantly surprised when she found herself in his house.
He sat on the couch and pulled her into his lap with her straddling his legs and facing him. “One of my sisters has a photography studio. I would like you to do a photo shoot with her.”
“I’m not sure.” She said as he slowly unbuttoned her shirt.
“I am.” He said placing her hands on his shirt.
He had done this before and she did one of two things. Pulled her hands back and blushed. Or moved them to his shoulders. Her innocence undid him. But when she placed her hands on his shoulders, Reese could picture her riding him.
This time, she did neither. Her fingers toyed with a button for a moment. Then Helen began to unbutton his blue Oxford.
She reached the last button and then looked at him. “I don’t know what to do.”
“She will tell you.” He said, concentrating on anything but her hands.
“I mean now.” She whispered.
“Whatever you want.”
“What do you want me to do?”
Images flashed into his mind. Her riding him. Her riding his face. Her bent over on a prayer bench. Her hands bound and legs splayed open with a spreader bar. His cock disappearing into her mouth.
Reese cupped the back of her neck and brought her mouth to his. Helen opened her mouth for his tongue. Her hands slid under the cotton shirt and caressed his skin. A growl escaped his throat.
“I’m sorry.” Helen pulled away.
Reese ripped his shirt off. Seams gave way. Cuff buttons flew. The shirt landed roughly on the floor.
“Touch me wherever you want.” Reese told her as he brought her mouth back to his.
“You aren’t upset with me?” she asked between kisses.
“Fuck no.”
“I don’t know… how do you want me to please you.”
“Babe, this is not about me. I want you to feel comfortable. I want you to know that you’re safe. I’m never going to make you do anything that you don’t want to. Ever.”
“You always make me feel safe.”
“Good. Do you feel safe enough to touch me?”
Helen nodded and then reached for his belt. Reese grabbed her hands and placed them on his chest.
“Trust me, you’re not ready for that. Right now, I just need to feel your hands on me.”
Her hands slid up to his chest and then down his arms. She leaned in and kissed his neck. His hands moved to her thighs where he massaged them. A sound of pleasure slipped out of Reese when she flicked her tongue over his nipple rings.
“Have you ever thought about piercings?”
Helen blushed and shook her head no.
“I bet your tits would be sexy as fuck with rings.”
She bit her bottom lip. Then she removed her purple blouse letting it fall to the floor behind her. Nervously, she undid her bra and then let it slip down her arms. It landed on the floor with the shirts.
“Dear God, give me wisdom because if you give me strength, I’m going to fuck this woman into next year.”
Helen blushed and began to cover herself. She stopped herself and put her hands back on his shoulders. In doing so, she inadvertently squeezed them together and towards Reese.
“You have gorgeous tits. They are my second favorite thing that I want to bury my face between.”
“What’s your first?”
“Your thighs. These beautiful mermaid thighs.” Reese gently squeezed her thighs. “I want them holding me in place while I eat that sweet pussy.”
A blush covered Helen as he pulled her to him, pressing their chests together as he began kissing her neck.
“Now?” she asked breathlessly.
“No. But soon. Stay with me tonight?”
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