„That’s hot! But you know, maybe I can convert you. Once I’m done with you, it could be that you wouldn’t even want to get back to women. You could enjoy this here as much as I do…“

As he said that, Ethan let his finger slowly move back up over her tender skin to the base of her neck , then spread his fingers apart , letting them travel slightly higher and eventually closed his fingers loosely, but firmly, around her neck.

Ethan’s and Helena’s breath picked up a notch, breathing faster than before, but both for an entirely different reason. Helena was so afraid that she froze in place. Ethan was turned on to no end, he could bearly stand it.

He could feel her pulse and squeezed tighter to feel the fast beating of her heart better underneath his palm. When Helena’s aeration was squeezed more firmly, she had to part her lips slightly in order to receive enough of the essential air into her lungs. He brought her nearer, closing the distance which still remained between them completely and breathe in her scent.

He then first kissed her upper lip, then went down and captured her lower lip between his own lips. He pulled back a tad and looked at her lips glistening in the light from the moisture he left back on them. Seeing this, he couldn’t control his desire any longer and kissed her with relish, sucking and biting on her lips. Helena let Ethan kiss her without making any intention to kiss him back.

His excitement was growing by the second and he began to touch her. He tilted her head back even more with his thumb lifting her chin and slung his free arm behind her. He pulled her sweater up a little and laid his hand on the skin of her lower back. Ethan strocked her there for a few seconds, before he let his hand move slightly up her side and around her waist until he reached her taut abdomen. His fingers play around her bellybutton for a few moments before he let his hand travel up, spreading his fingers as much apart as he could in attempt to touch as much skin as he could on his way. He felt the lacy bra under his fingertips and let his hand wander over her breast and squeezed it firmly.

Helena resisted the urge to withdraw herself from him. She reached out with her hand, which had been laying flat against the wall the whole time, towards his hips. She felt her way around to find the holster and after a little searching, she found it. Helena wrapped her fingers warily around the tip of it and slowly pulled it out until the whole length of it was freed from it’s place. Helena lifted her arm with greatest precaution, ready to strike…