Before Helen could reply, he kissed her cheek, slapped me on the shoulder, and waved as he walked away, leaving us both in his wake.
I put our grocery bags on the counter and turned to find Helen staring at me. She’d not said much after we’d seen Jasper, and I presumed she was worrying about what he’d think about seeing us so physically close to each other earlier.
“You okay?” I asked, ready to talk her down from her freakout, but she surprised me, putting her handbag on the side and saying, “We didn’t get to talk much… about last night.”
“No.”
“I had no idea that orgasms felt like that. If I had, I’d have made sure I had them every day.”
I growled, surprised by how much I hated the idea of anyone else giving her that release.
She undid the first button on her black blouse as she slipped off her heels.
“I should feel bad about what we did…” She undid another button and then another, letting me catch sight of the curve of her breasts. “But I don’t. You said something yesterday about thinking about me every free minute you had…”
I leaned back against the counter, watching her with interest because she seemed different—more confident—and I couldn’t help the swell of pride that it might have something to do with me.
“Well,” she continued. “Today, that’s been me. I didn’t eat because I couldn’t stop thinking about you. I couldn’t stop thinking about more time with you… taking things further.”
“Oh, yeah?”
Her mouth turned up at the corners.
“What did you have in mind?”
She shrugged, moving to flick the kettle on. “You want tea?”
“Tea?” I gasped, knowing she was playing me. “You can’t talk about taking things further and then offer me tea.”
“It’s the middle of the afternoon, Jax. Are you suggesting we go to bed and mess around for the rest of the day?”God, that smile.
My now hard cock twitched his agreement with the idea. “I mean, that’s one way to spend the afternoon.”
She opened the cupboard, reaching for two cups as I ogled her arse in the knee-length skirt she wore.
When she turned back around, she stared me dead in the eye as she undid the next two buttons on her shirt, fully exposing her large breasts.
“I’ve never done that… messed about all afternoon. In fact, I’ve never messed about.”
I quirked my brow. “No?”
She shook her head, giving me that innocent look that I desperately wanted to corrupt. “What would it involve?”
“Well.” I moved to stand in front of her, caging her in with my hands on either side of the counter. “I think, from what I understand, there would be some of this.”
I nuzzled into the side of her neck, pressing open-mouthed kisses along it, until she whispered my name and raked her fingers through my hair as the kettle bubbled away in the background.
“And what else?” Her voice was low and soft.
I reached between us, undoing the rest of the buttons on her shirt, smiling when I saw her black bra fastened at the front. I didn’t hesitate, opening it and letting her breasts fall free.
“Jax,” she squealed.
“I’ve not been able to stop thinking about these all day.” I cupped her breasts in both hands, palming them, as my eyes landed on hers. “I’ve not been able to stop thinking about you.”
When my mouth latched onto Helen’s nipple, a string of expletives spilled from her lips and without seeing her, I knew her neck and cheeks would be pink with her blush.
I sucked and teased her nipple and then I moved to her other breast, giving it the same attention until Helen whimpered, her hand fisting my jumper.
