13. Chapter 11

Chapter 11

Helene

T heo was here, outside in my living room. I'm wrapped in a towel with wet hair and a strong desire to just grab him in my arms and forget everything that happened yesterday. But I can't do that. Theo really hurt me, and I don't know how he can heal my heart. I search my dresser for something to wear. I grab the first leggings and tank top that I see and put them on after donning some underwear.

When I walk outside, he shows me some gifts he's brought me and then starts talking about his date from hell. Do I feel for him? Not really. He's the one who went sniffing after another woman. Confetti is thrown around inside my head when I realize she didn't really care about him, just his money. This is what happens when you leave the goddess you serve. You get punished.

Then he says something tremendously sweet, and I want to forgive him.

"Aren't you going to say anything, goddess?"

"Am I your consolation price, Theo? Cause that's what it feels like. Your perfect match wasn't so perfect after all, so you come back begging me to take you back."

"Helene, I…"

"Yes, tell me more. Tell me how a man that used to worship me had no trouble dumping me like I was day-old news."

"Helene."

"You hurt me, Theo! You made me feel what no other man had ever made me feel. That I was small and insignificant and didn't deserve someone's love because a stupid computer hadn't matched me with you."

Tears start to flow from my eyes, and I wrap my arms around myself. Theo realizes I'm crying and hurries to gather me in his arms. I might be in his embrace, but inside it's just me against the cruel world.

"Helene, I thought… It doesn't matter what I thought. I hurt you, and that is unforgivable. I've never met a more vibrant human being than you. From the moment I saw you, I was lost to you. I have not been able to stop thinking about you all these months. And even when I was upset that you didn't tell me you weren't my match, I couldn't get you out of my head."

"Is that supposed to make it easier for me to forgive you?"

"I couldn't believe that I had found such an amazing woman by chance. The match should have been better, right? But I couldn't stop thinking of all we've shared these past few weeks. Every smile you've shared with me, every fun thing we've done together, every orgasm—" he tries to grin, "they all made me a stronger, better man. Helene, I can't live without you."

"I don't know that I can do this, Theo."

He squeezes me tighter, and I have to push him back because I almost can't breathe.

"I know I should have told you upfront about not being your match, but you were the pushy one. And now—now, I don't think what I did was nearly bad enough to be treated the way you have treated me."

"You're right." His shoulders slump. "I'm so sorry. I promise I'll spend the rest of my days making up for my mistake. Please tell me you'll consider forgiving me?"

"What do I do when I'm feeling down?"

"You go either to the petting zoo or a pet shop that has puppies and kittens you can play with."

"Maybe you should have spent some time getting to know her better. Maybe there was a good side to her."

"More time wouldn't have changed the way I feel about you."

I move towards the sofa and grab his hand so he sits next to me.

"There needs to be a lot of groveling on your part, Theo Foley. It doesn't matter how much I want you. You need to court me and woo me and all those things men do when they want to get into a woman's pants. You need all the lines, all the moves. Then, maybe then, I'll start forgiving you. It will start with you worshiping me in the bedroom. You will be my sex slave—one of my harem—and make every fantasy I have come true."

Theo looks shocked but also a little bit eager.

"I'll be your slave for all eternity and beyond."

I grab onto his shirt and look into this fool's eyes. Yeah, eventually, I want to be Mrs. Fool. I can't deny it. We're not perfect, and I know I'm letting him off the hook too quickly, but I can't wait another second to be in his arms. So, I jump him and straddle him on the couch. Our lips crash together in a wild frenzy, and then our tongues do battle.

The sound of a door startles us, and Mags comes out of her room.

"You forgave him already? You're a lightweight, Hellie. See you kids later."

We're breathing heavily, and my panties are already soaked with my juices. I get up and pull him by the arm so he follows me into my room. Now that we have the house all to ourselves, things are going to get loud. Once the door shuts behind him, Theo grabs me and pulls me to him. I put my arms around his neck, and he grabs my ass, keeping me in place.

The joke's on him because there's nowhere I'd rather be. I lean into our kiss and thank God that the woman was a psycho.

We stand there holding onto each other and kissing for the longest while. When we stop, Theo rests his forehead against mine and we just enjoy this quiet moment together. It doesn't last long.

"Let me make love to you, Helene."

I step away from him and remove my tank top and leggings. My bra and panties are not sexy at all, but the way he's devouring me with his eyes, you'd think it was from a Victoria's Secret catalog. He reaches for me and unclasps my bra, taking it off and throwing it to the side. He lowers my panties and kneels in front of me, his face almost level with my pussy.

I kick the panties off my feet, but Theo is still watching me with desire in his eyes. I've never seen him so hungry. He leans forward and places a kiss on my pussy. It makes me shiver. Then he guides me on the bed so that I'm almost at the edge. His hands are warm on my thighs as he separates them to get where he wants to go.

"This, right here between your legs, is my treasure. I don't deserve it right now, but I will someday. Either way, I'm going to devour you."

He opens me up carefully and blows hot air up and down my slit. My clit is needy, but he seems to ignore it and pays attention to the rest of my slit, sliding up and down with his tongue. He pays special attention to my entrance, thrusting his tongue as deep as he can. That makes my body respond and try to chase his face.

I grab his hair too harshly, telling him I need more of what he's doing. My orgasm is starting to build itself around my sex, and I push my hips forward once more. I need more. I need everything. When he finally suckles my clit, I almost climax right then and there, but he stops when I'm almost at the edge.

"Theo, please, stop teasing me."

He responds by thrusting one finger inside me. He keeps licking my pussy, but now I feel him trying to find my G spot. I wonder if he's talented eno…shit! He's found it, and I almost fall over the edge. That's when he starts sucking my clit for real this time, and with all the stimulation in a few seconds, I start to convulse around his finger.

I know I let out a scream there, but he doesn't stop stimulating me until the pulsing in my clit stops. I put my hand on his head, and he lifts it up enough to see me. His face is covered in my juices, and I lick my lips in invitation. He, good sex slave that he is, comes up my body and starts kissing me. I can taste myself on his lips, and a shiver goes through me.

"Do you have a condom, goddess?"

"Let's not. I'm on birth control."

"Are you sure? I've never gone bare with anyone before."

"Me either. But I want to feel all of you inside me."

He nods, and his gaze turns soft and loving. I open my legs to show him this is what I want. His cock is hard like steel and angry, probably because I haven't paid enough attention to it. He'll have to wait for later because right now, I just want to be possessed by the man I love. He grabs his cock, and I can see the pre-cum shining at the tip.

The feel of his cockhead going up and down my pussy is absolutely delicious, but every time he passes through my hole, I want him inside me. I don't want to beg him. It's a close thing, though. He finally positions himself at the entrance and teases me some more, inserting only an inch and then pulling out.

"I won't make you beg, goddess."

I'm about to thank him when he plunges inside me. He rests his body weight on his forearms and comes close enough to give me a soft kiss. I grab his ass and pinch him.

"Hey, what was that for?"

"Just love me, Theo."

His smile is wicked, and he starts pumping in and out of me. Each thrust is a promise of pleasure and love. At least, that is how it feels to me. We don't take our eyes off each other, and it's like we're silently communicating while this amazing thing is happening between us. He leans down and kisses me again. And I give myself to the pleasure that's building inside me.

Following my instincts, I grab his back and run my nails down. I want him wild, and it does the trick. His rhythm becomes punishing, and we're both sweaty and breathing hard. All of a sudden, he leaves me and is on his knees between my legs. He grabs my legs, pulls me up a little bit, and comes back inside where he belongs.

The change in position makes him go really deep inside me, and I grab the sheets around me for purchase. When I'm close to coming, he drops my legs and falls on top of me.

"Ride me, goddess. Take what you need."

He flips us so I'm on top of him, and his back is against the headboard. I don't know if I can do this. I'm used to him taking the lead. But this gives me power and makes me feel special, so I straddle him and slide myself down his delicious cock. I like this position. I can kiss him at my leisure and drive him crazy just like he did me moments ago.

His hard cock fills me, but for a moment I refuse to move. I focus on his face, his eyes, his heaving chest. I love this man.

"What's wrong, goddess?"

"I love you, Theo."

His eyes grow wide, and he's speechless.

"Are you sure?"

"I'm certain. Let me show you."

I start riding him, first slowly while we kiss, and then we're both using the rhythm to show how we both feel right in this moment. Theo has his hands around me, and his touch only adds to everything I feel. That's when I explode into a million little pieces around his cock. I don't stop my motion because I want to ride out my orgasm and am eager to bring forward his.

Pulling away from his kiss is the hardest thing I have to do, but I do it because I want to mark him. I start kissing his neck and then bite him hard enough to mark him on his shoulder. He screams in pain mixed with pleasure as he shoots rope after rope of cum inside my body. We sit there, spent and breathless, and we hold on tight to one another.

"I love you too, goddess."

We disentangle, and he goes to the bathroom, gets a warm, wet towel, and cleans me up. He tosses it aside when he's done, and we lie down in each other's arms.

"Life will get even better than this in the months to come, Helene. I promise you, you will never regret being with me."

"There's some bubbly in the kitchen. Can you bring it?"

He comes back with two glasses and some cider I keep for special occasions. We toast each other and the future and spend the rest of the afternoon making plans and exchanging promises with each other. It's the most perfect day, and I'll never forget it.