Helen’s POV:
"Okay, it’s up to you."
George nodded easily, his expression open.
"By the way, have you told your family about our marriage? Do you need my help to deal with them?" I
asked, suddenly recalling what George had told me earlier in the day.
The other reason he wanted us to get married was so he could stop his family from setting him up with
blind dates.He had helped me on so many occasions, and this was my opportunity to repay him.
"Not yet.I’m waiting for a good opportunity.I will tell you when I need your help," George replied with a
smile.
"Okay."
Later that night, we both went to bed.Even though we slept in the same bed, George kept his distance
from me.
Instead of holding me as he usually did, he lay as far away from me as he could get.
The space between us was enough to accommodate two people, and that was not an exaggeration.A
small smile curved my lips as I touched the diamond ring on my finger.I was lost in the various
fantasies my mind kept conjuring.
After what felt like an eternity, I rolled over to his side and gently poked his shoulder with my finger.I felt
his body tense up in an instant.
"Stop it," he said reproachfully with a stern voice.
His reaction amused me, so I poked him again.He suddenly turned around and grabbed my hands to
stop me from moving.
When he turned around, the distance between our bodies was greatly shortened.I was left staring up at
his face as I lay on my side.He was also lying on his side as he held my hands captive.
The faint moonlight provided enough light for me to see the outline of his body.I could tell from the blue
vein that stood out on his forehead and how tightly he was pressing his lips together that he was
expending a lot of energy into restraining himself.
Laughing, I couldn’t help but tease him, "Do you feel hot?"
He looked expressionless, but his hands holding mine were sweating, and his voice became hoarse.
"Now, go back to sleep."
"I can’t fall asleep.Please talk to me."
I purposely shifted closer, rubbing up against him as I stared into his eyes.
A part of me just wanted to see how long he could resist me.
"Helen, remember that you are the one who started it," he warned in a low voice.
The next instant, I was staring up at him as he suddenly changed our position.He loomed over me as
his body pressed mine into the bed.
The kiss swept over me like a tidal wave, heady and undeniable.His thin lips sucked on mine until I
gasped.His tongue stole between my lips and touched the tip of my tongue, inviting it to a sensual
dance.
His warm breath enveloped my face as the kiss turned dirty. Lost as I was in the passion of his kiss, I
didn’t realize when he took my clothes off.
The next thing I felt was the heat from George’s palm as his hands caressed my skin.
Each part of my body seemed to be left burning in the wake of his touch.My body became overheated
and I was nearly lost in the haze of need.
While I was trembling beneath him, desperately in need of him to do something, George untied his robe
at a leisure pace.
Eventually, he gave me the touch I sought.But he didn’t touch me where I expected.He spread my legs
and his fingers unerringly found my clitoris with his fingertips.His fingers in me were a switch.
With a single flick of his hand, he had turned me into a ball of sensation.
With one push, he controlled every part of me, my world narrowing to the fingers playing with my core.I
writhed on the bed, fluid gushing out of me heavily as I fought to control my breathing.
What felt like only moments later, he removed his fingers from my body.
My vagina clenched around nothing and I felt so empty that I opened my mouth to beg for his fingers
again when I felt him rub his hard and swollen cock against my pussy.He bent over and gently sucked
on my earlobe.
"Baby, I’m coming in."
"Yes, please."
His warm breath tickled my ear and it was another thing that was slowly driving me over the edge.I let
out a whine, my burning desire threatening to overwhelm me.I spread my legs even further, telling him
without words that I wanted him to get in me right this very second.
Perhaps my answer was the go ahead he had been waiting for, because as soon as I answered him,
he leaned forward and filled me up in a single thrust.
Thankfully, my natural fluid acted as lube and eased his rough entry.
"Ah… George, I can’t stand it anymore.Move quickly,"
I demanded throatily, my world narrowing to the place where we were joined.I had this ridiculous notion
that I would combust if he didn’t move.I would be eternally grateful that George didn’t let things get to
that point.
He set a quick rhythm that had me groaning from the pleasure of it.
The sense of fulfillment I got from him moving in and out of me was enough to make me feel dizzy.
Moans and low growls of pleasure escaped from my lips in increasing volume.
"Baby, what did you just say?"
"George… Hmm… Faster…"
"Wrong answer."
All of a sudden, George grabbed me by the waist and pulled out until only his tip was left in me.
Before I could complain, he thrust into me with full force, sheathing himself completely.
"Say it again, who am I?"
"Ah…"
I cried out from the force of his movements.I simultaneously wanted him to do it again and to stop.
The dual pain-pleasure sensation fried my brain and I shouted, "Honey! You are my husband!"
George smiled with satisfaction.He bent over and kissed my nipples, sucking hard.Then he
straightened up and gripped my hips in preparation.
The next second, he set a fast and punishing pace.My brain was turned to mush and it was all I could
do to hold on for dear life.
"Call me again," he demanded.
"Honey… Ah… I can’t stand it anymore.Slow down, please…"
It was impossible to count how many times I came.One orgasm bled into another, and George fucked
me through each one.
He kissed my breasts and pistoned faster and faster, until whatever brain cells I had gave up the fight
and I lost the ability to even form a single sentence.
My body jiggled and lurched forward with the force of his movements, but George never once slowed
down.I kept begging for mercy.
At last, when I was exhausted and didn’t have any strength left, George finally let me go When I was
half asleep, my body was gently held up by a pair of arms, and a gentle and affectionate kiss fell on my
forehead.
After that, I fell asleep deeply.
The next morning when I woke up, I didn’t dare to dawdle.I quickly got up from bed, afraid that George
would decide to have another go in the morning.
However, when I was half dressed, I turned around and saw that George had already woken up.He
propped himself up on one elbow on bed, staring at me leisurely.
In an instant, I felt my cheeks burning.I quickly changed my clothes, washed my face and rinsed my
mouth.
Without eating breakfast, I carried my bag and walked out.
During the time when I had been going through my morning routine, George had also changed his
clothes.
As I walked towards the elevator, George followed closely on my heels.
In the elevator, he trapped me in a corner and said in a soft voice, "Let’s have breakfast together
downstairs."
"I’m not hungry." I glared at him and turned my face sideways.
"You used up so much energy last night.How could you not be hungry?" George asked with a faint
smile on his lips.
He was really annoying.
I wanted to push him away, but when the elevator reached the next floor, the doors suddenly opened.I
didn’t care about it at first, but George suddenly withdrew his hand from my side.It was then that I saw
the people who had just entered the elevator.
They were Libby and Jane.
I thought Jane was abroad?
My face turned cold, but I fought not to let my emotions show.I looked up at George and said, "I do feel
a little hungry.Where are we going to eat?"
"The breakfast from the club downstairs is delicious.I’ll drive you to work after you eat."
"Okay." George looked down at me with a smile in his eyes.He didn’t care about the others in the
elevator at all.He pinched my chin with his slender fingers and kissed my lips.
Shocked by the sudden move, I looked up at him helplessly.I didn’t actually expect him to be so bold..
Wasn’t he aware that his friend and partner was also in the elevator? I pushed him slightly away and
created some distance between us.
Just then, Libby’s voice broke the tense silence.
"George."
Staring straight ahead, Jane didn’t look at anyone nor did she say anything.But through the plain doors
of the elevator, I could see that she was visibly trying to force herself to stay calm.
After all, Libby was older and more experienced, which made her good at hiding her emotions.It didn’t
matter what her true opinion of a particular incident was, she always managed to pretend to be gentle.
"Oh, Helen.You are also here." I had learned to be smart now.Besides, I didn’t hate them as much as I
used to.
Therefore, I replied generously, "Yes, I am.Good morning to you two."
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