“I shouldn’t have said anything,” she said breathlessly. “I was being selfish. You have your reasons, but I won’t lie. I think I’m slightly obsessed with the thought of touching you or how you’d taste when you came in my mouth.”
I swallowed down my pain and let my fingers trace her hips and the curve of her stomach, committing her perfect body to memory.
“Get on your knees, beautiful.”
Helen’s eyes widened. “Please don’t do anything you’re not comfortable with,” she whispered.
I began to unbutton my shirt, pulling it out from my jeans, but leaving it on. Helen grabbed a pillow from the bed, throwing it down before she lowered herself onto it.
Despite my nerves, my cock throbbed painfully at how beautifully submissive my girl looked, naked, and knelt at my feet.
“I’ve never had someone’s mouth on me. Not ever. I’ve never wanted it, but I want to try for you, Helen. I really do, but I’m scared.” I unfastened my jeans and let them fall to the floor.
“Of me?” Her chest heaved as she spoke.
“No. Of what you’ll think of me.”
“Jax,” she cried, but I shook my head.
“You have no idea, beautiful. My past left scars and I can’t hide them.”
“I don’t want you to hide any part of you.”
I knew differently. I knew the minute she knew the truth, she’d want me gone. My dad was right when he told me again and again that my shame was written in my body and I was about to rip out my darkness and show it to her.
“Jax?”
“Put your fingers inside yourself. Show me how wet you are.”
Helen gasped, licking her lips as if she wasn’t sure.
“I just want your mouth on me, so we need something for your hands to do. I want you to touch yourself. I want to watch you touch yourself.”
Helen chewed her lip nervously, before lifting off her heels, widening her thighs and slowly slipping a finger through her folds. “I’ve never done this,” she muttered, the blush spreading across her cheeks visible, even in the low light of the room.
Her eyes closed and her other hand pressed into her thigh as she pushed up inside herself. I eased down my boxers, freeing the head of my cock that was throbbing with need.
“Let me see how wet you are?”
She pulled out her arousal-covered finger.
“Such a good girl.”
Helen’s body arched from my words, and she pushed her finger back inside herself.
“Can you add another one?”
She nodded, adding a second finger and fucking herself with them slowly.
“You look so hot like that. How does it feel?”
Her breath stuttered. “Better than the rabbit.”
I grunted out a laugh as I pulled my boxers down further, circling the base of my cock and cupping my sack as I stepped out of them completely, leaving me naked.
I tried to stay focused on Helen and not think about how exposed I was. “I want you to make yourself come, beautiful.” Helen’s attention lifted from where she’d been staring at the floor through hooded lids.
“Jax,” she cried as she took me in, standing in front of her without my underwear.