Chapter 67: Changes
*The secret of change is to focus all of energy, not on fighting the old, but on building the new. – Socrates*
Reese climbed into the hotel bed next to Helen and pulled her in close to his side. Keeping his arm around her, he kissed the top of her head. It was late at night, and he had just finished up with the meeting at Medford Crossing. He had been glad to see Darby and she helped calm several other patrons.
But now, he wasn’t thinking about Medford Crossing. He was thinking about the woman that was laying in the hotel bed. With Helen having gone back to work today, the kids back in school and Jolene doing better, it was time to go home.
“Baby, we need to talk.”
Her shoulders slumped as she feared what was coming.
“I want you to move in with me.”
This was not what she was expecting and looked up at him in surprise. “What about JD?”
She rolled over and sat up. He sat up also and leaned against the plush velvet headboard.
“He can move into the guest room in Mary’s house. He’d be in the same house with Dean and right across the driveway from us.”
“I… I really don’t know what to say.”
“Say yes.” Reese encouraged. “I want to keep waking up with you. I want you to be in bed when I get home. I want you in my life. In every aspect of my life.”
“Every aspect?” she nervously asked.
“Yes.” He pulled her into his lap, so she was straddling his legs facing him. “Tell me your fears.”
Her eyes filled with tears, and she looked down and spoke softly. “I’m going to disappoint you.”
“Look at me.” He gently commanded and just when he thought that she would not, she looked up. “There is nothing about you that could ever disappoint me.” Slowly he slid his hands under his t-shirt she was wearing, pushing it up as he went. “No one has ever put Helen first. Arms up, baby.”
Helen shook her head no.
“Are you telling me no?” he ran his thumbs along the underside of her breasts. “Or are you telling me to stop? You know what word you need to use.”
“I did something.” She whispered before lifting her arms for him.
“What did you do?” he asked with a grin taking her shirt off.
The instant his eyes landed on the nipple rings; his mouth went dry. He swallowed hard several times as his dick gave up Morse code and took up the snare drum. Tenderly, he carefully touched one and then the other.
“Did you do this for me?” he asked hoarsely.
“No. Not really. I did it because it scared me.” She whispered. “I decided that if I could face this fear by myself, I could face anything with you.”
“Do they still hurt?” he asked kissing her breasts, avoiding her nipples.
“They’re a little tender.” She admitted.
“Tell me if I need to stop.” Reese told her as he lowered his head and took one nipple and ring in his mouth.
Sensations that Helen had never experienced flooded her body. Her body instinctively arched, and a light moan escaped her. He growled in appreciation before moving to the other breast and wrapped his arms around her holding her close. Helen buried her hands in his hair and threw her head back.
“Reese.” She murmured.
With a swift movement she was on her back. He hovered over her trying to get himself under control.
“Do you want me to stop?” Reese asked and she shook her head no. “Use your words, beautiful.”
“No.” she said softly and then grinned mischievously. “No, sir.”
All thoughts and blood rushed out of his head and straight to his cock. He took a deep cleansing breath as he closed his eyes, getting himself under control.
“Be careful, beautiful.” Reese warned quietly as he opened his eyes and looked at her. “I don’t have anything here to protect you with.” He began to kiss her neck. “Or enough will power to say no if you keep that up.”
He began trailing kisses down her body before dragging his tongue between her breasts. She gave a small shiver and sighed. Chuckling, he sucked a nipple into his mouth, lavishing it with his tongue. After he released it, he blew on it lightly causing her to gasp.
“Did it hurt when you had them done?”
“Yes, sir.” She moaned. “But this is so worth it.”
He released the second nipple and blew on it also before looking up at her. “Baby, I’ve barely even gotten started.”
“What?” she asked confused.
He grinned at her. “I’m going to make you scream my name until your hoarse and come until your stomach muscles hurt and your legs quiver.”
Her eyes were wide with awe as he returned his attention to her neck. Lightly, he nipped at her pulse point placing a necklace of the lightest kisses across her neck to the other pulse point. The tip of his tongue dipped into the hollow of her neck.
“I bet you’re fucking dripping right now.” Reese said as he slowly made his way down her abdomen. He stopped and swirled his tongue around the outside of her belly button.
“Are you wet for me, beautiful?”
She nodded her head and then felt a small pop on her thigh.
“Use your words.”
“Yes….” She breathed out.
“Yes, what?”
“Yes, sir.”
There was another light pop on her other thigh. “What are you?”
“Wet.” She said feeling herself blush at the same time her panties became drenched.
“And what is wet?” he dragged his tongue along the top of her panties.
“Me… my…”
“Pussy, baby. I want to hear your sweet voice say that your pussy is wet for me.” His teeth and fingers began to pull her panties down, leaving her exposed completely.
Helens’ desire was stronger than her embarrassment. “My pussy is wet for you.” She answered softly.
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