33 - Dessert

Helena had not been able to sleep, she turned in bed from one side to the other trying to fall asleep without success, her mind was on her lover, she knew that she would only be able to relax when the young man returned to her arms and told her that everything was going to end. be okay.

After an endless wait the door opened slowly and Helena got out of bed rushing to meet her.

Princess, I told you that..." But the raven man couldn't finish the sentence, because Helena had wrapped her arms around his waist and had hidden her face in her chest. "What's wrong?" Does something hurt you? "Please tell me..." he exclaimed worriedly, lifting the young woman's chin with his thumb.

He observed her face, looking for any sign of discomfort, he even brought his lips to the young woman's forehead to check if she had a fever.

"You don't seem to have a temperature..." he said thoughtfully.

"I just… I missed you," Helena said with a pout on her lips.

Were her hormones altered by pregnancy? Or was that how it felt to be in love with her?

Helena didn't know the answer, but she didn't care either, she just knew that her heart jumped with joy every time she was near Ivan and that was the only thing she had to know.

The young man smiled and sighed in relief, he planted a soft kiss on the lips of his beloved and even with the young woman clinging to her body he walked unsteadily to the bed.

"Honey... I don't think I can sleep with you like this..." he laughed, amused when he saw that the young woman did not seem to move, tightening his grip on her even more.

"Yes, you can," he exclaimed from his chest.

Ivan laughed and accepted the challenge, turning his back on the bed and falling flat with Helena on top of him. The young man wrapped his arms around her and closed his eyes with a drawn smile.

"So?" the brunette finally said, looking up at Ivan.

"So..." the raven repeated, rolling one of her beloved's curls between her fingers. "We won't have to hide our love from people," he finally said, showing a wide smile with beautiful dimples that melted Helena.

-So... So it's official? I mean... What are we? -She asked with flushed cheeks.

"I would say my wife, but first you should be my girlfriend," he said thoughtfully.

"Girlfriend is fine, besides it's not fair that you propose to me to be your wife just like that," she exclaimed indignantly.

Ivan leaned on her elbows. "Does the tough and rebellious Helena want a marriage proposal like in romantic movies?" He exclaimed mockingly.

-Shut up! -She hit him on the chest, embarrassed, making her lover laugh-And-I, her...

"You will have it," he interrupted her. "The best for my princess."

Helena couldn't help but smile like a fool, hiding her face in her lover's neck. She deeply inhaled his exquisite aroma of pine and coffee that drove her so crazy and she felt her body suddenly light up.

"Hey..." she purred against the skin of her lover, making her skin crawl and her body also warmed by the sweet but at the same time seductive voice of the young woman.

"Yes, princess?" She said with a much hoarser voice.

"Don't you think we should celebrate?" She purred, kissing the dangerous area of her neck with her soft, warm lips that made Ivan's entire body explode with electricity. It was as if Helena knew that her weak point was that area, although she had to admit that she was weak to the young woman's touch, no matter where she touched him.

"Do you think?" He said in a trance and with his eyes closed, focused on the shy but provocative kisses that Helena was giving him all over her neck. Ivan moved his head to the side, giving more room for the wet kisses.

"Yes, I think..." he purred, moving away from her neck. Ivan wanted to protest but remained silent when Helena sat on her crotch, which was already hard from the simple kisses.

Helena shamelessly rubbed herself against his hardness, her face red to the ears, embarrassed by what she was doing, but Ivan found that even more exciting.

"Helena..." he growled, taking her hips and helping her somewhat clumsy movements to be faster and deeper.

Helena released a small moan that was music to the young man's ears. With her inexperienced and somewhat trembling hands, she slid from the firm chest of her lover to the button of her pants ready to free from her prison his monstrous penis that she could feel growing between her. her thighs.

"Princess..." Ivan exclaimed, bringing his hands closer to Helena's, and taking her wrists gently but firmly.

"What's wrong?" The brunette protested. "I want you..." she said pleadingly, trying to get out of her grip without succeeding.

Ivan bit his lip hard, feeling like he would explode right there.

"I know, honey, I want you too," he said, removing the young woman's hands from his pants before the brunette's surprised look. "But you're still weak, until a few hours ago you were in the clinic," he lectured her. "Should you eat something?" Alright?

"But I..." she said with her lips trembling as if she were a child who had had her favorite candy taken away from her.

"But nothing, princess," the gangster said, sitting on the bed and hugging Helena, rocking her from front to back.

Her crotch was still uncomfortable, because her beloved was still sitting on top of him, and although she was dying to be inside him and make love to him for hours, her concern was stronger. He wanted to protect her, take care of her and for her to know that before her desire there was the deep love that he felt in her soul.

"I'm going to order a hearty breakfast to the room," he exclaimed, taking her carefully and laying her on the bed. "If you finish everything..." Ivan leaned over her and brought his face close to the young woman's ear. "I'm going to let you eat me." for dessert.

Ivan quickly walked away before Helena could grab him and demand that he eat dessert first. The young woman looked at him with eyes full of brightness and desire as she stepped back without stopping to observe her with her penetrating gaze that had become even darker, and she wondered how she managed to contain herself when she could barely do so. .

-Do you want it or not? -The young gangster inquired, provoking his beloved even more.

Helena nodded her head effusively, as if she were a child about to receive a delicious sweet, the forbidden one, the one that she could only eat when she behaved well.

"He's already ordering damn breakfast," she protested, making the young man laugh.

-At your service my princess.

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They ate in silence, especially since Ivan had been watching with his analytical gaze every bite his beloved took, making sure she tried even a bite of each meal they had brought.

He had ordered a wide variety of foods, from fruit, baked goods, cheeses, yogurts and nuts, everything he needed to start the day well and of course... for a sex session that would exhaust them. It was necessary for Helena to recharge her energies.

"You were really hungry," he exclaimed in surprise, seeing that Helena had eaten everything if he hadn't separated a little for himself.

The brunette stopped and came back from her trance. She looked at him surprised, still with the last half-chewed bite of toast in his mouth. She looked away at the now empty tray and felt embarrassed.

Since she had given the first meal she had not been able to stop.

“It must be a symptom of pregnancy,” she thought with reddened cheeks.

"I'm sorry, I didn't leave you anything," she spoke with her mouth full and guilt drawn on her face.

Ivan smiled tenderly and with his thumb wiped away the remains of strawberry jam that had remained in the corner of his beloved's lip.

Under Helena's embarrassed gaze, he brought the candy to her lips, savoring the jelly that had become more delicious upon contact with the young woman's skin. He savored her without taking his eyes off her and even released a low growl of satisfaction that ignited her lover's body.

Helena bit her lip without stopping to look directly into the mouth of her lover, wondering what it would feel like for the jelly to slide through her vagina and for Ivan to clean it with his tongue until it was shiny.

-You know... although I'm full, I still left room for dessert.-

Ivan took the tray and removed it from the bed, leaving it on the nightstand, then he lay down on the bed with his arms behind his head, in a comfortable and provocative position, moving his pelvis upwards, to attract the attention of the honey-colored eyes of his beloved, which traveled to Ivan's pants.

Helena opened her mouth wide when she noticed that her now partner was hard, eagerly waiting to be served.

-Then... come get him.