You Don't Need To Say Anything Now

Arthur turned off the water, and they stepped out of the shower, entering the house. He led her to his bedroom and laid her on his bed.

He straddled her, looking down at her with desire glowing in his eyes. She lay there, her arms stretched over her head, her breasts thrusting upward.

"I want to make love to you like this," he said, glancing down at her ass.

Helena looked up at him curiously. "What do you mean?" she asked.

"I want to screw you with my cock," he said, his voice dropping low. "I want to fuck you in the ass."

Helena purred at his words, her face flushing and her nipples growing harder.

"Would you like that?" he asked, smiling down at her.

"Yes," Helena answered, tilting her hips in an inviting motion.

"Then I'll give you what you want, baby," he said, getting the lubricant from his drawer. "Let's take it slow. I'll slide my cock inside your ass, and I'll take my time penetrating it. I'll make sure you feel every inch of it. Push it deeper. Then I'll begin to fuck you like I mean more than life. But I wouldn't do it if you don't want me to."

"Yes, Arthur. Please. I really want you now."

Arthur hissed in delight. "Then, I'll take you. I'm going to take you all night long, Helena." After putting the lubricant, he positioned his shaft before her ass and slowly penetrated her.

He pressed it inside of her, pushing himself inch by inch. Helena gasped and moaned, rising up on the bed and watching him with hungry eyes. Her mouth fell open as his cock sank deeper. She felt like she couldn't breathe and could barely hold herself up. Her body felt weak, and her pussy and nipples throbbed, anticipating her release.

She let out a satisfied groan when he finally filled her with his entire length, feeling his smooth skin against hers and the throbbing hardness of his cock.

"I'm all in, baby," he whispered. "Are you comfortable, Helena?"

"Yes. I'm more than comfortable. I'm in heaven."

"Then I guess it's time to do what I do best."

He began to move in her ass, sinking his cock deeper and deeper but remaining gentle with the rhythm. He stroked the length of himself and her ass until he felt the pleasure growing inside him.

With his large cock inside her, Helena sank onto the bed, her face flushed, her lips open, and her eyes closed. A soft moan escaped Helena's lips as Arthur's thrusts grew faster, his cock slapping against her ass.

"I feel your cock stretching me, Arthur," she said, hissing and shaking with lust. "I feel like you're going to tear me apart."

"I'll be gentle. Stop me whenever I have to."

"No. Don't stop. Just fuck me!" Her body shuddered, and she cried out her lover's name as she was about to cum. "Oh, Arthur. I'm coming."

"Oh, Helena, I love it when you say my name like I'm your God." Arthur pumped into Helena, his cock hard and throbbing. "Oh, Helena," he shouted. "Cum with me, my love," he said under his breath. He groaned and threw his head back, calling out her name as his body tensed and quaked with ecstasy.

"Arthur!" Helena shouted, her breasts jiggling as her body quaked.

Arthur lay there on top of Helena, breathing hard. When he was ready, he got off her and stretched beside her on the bed to catch his breath. His gaze was on Helena's face as she opened her eyes.

"Arthur, that was…That was something else. I'm still floating."

Arthur smiled at her and brushed her hair with his hand. "It was," he said. "I've been in love with you since I first laid eyes on you," Arthur said, getting closer to her. He took her face in his hands. "I should've let you know how I felt right then."

Helena stared at him, speechless.

"You don't need to say anything now. Just hold me. Make love to me. I want to feel you against me." Arthur took Helena in his arms and held her to him.

"It's hard to tell you how I feel, but I'm in love with you, Helena."

They lay there for a long time, lost in each other and their thoughts. Arthur caressed her hair and kissed the top of her head, inhaling the lavender scent of her hair.

Helena lay in Arthur's arms, still feeling guilty for not being able to say the three words back. She loved Arthur but was still scared of the commitment that came with it. She was guilty of being selfish for wanting Arthur beside her to comfort and love her.

She wanted to say the words, but fear kept her from it. Helena wanted to tell him everything, that she was scared of opening herself up and risking getting hurt again. She had been hurt before, and it had taken a long time for her to heal from that pain. Sometimes she even thinks she's not over Israel yet.

Helena looked up at him and smiled as he ran his fingers through her hair. "I'm sorry I couldn't say it back," she said softly, tears forming in her eyes. "I just…I'm scared."

Arthur nodded and kissed her forehead gently. "It's alright," he said softly. "You don't need to be scared, Helena." He cupped her face in his hands and looked into her eyes tenderly. "It's okay if you can't say those three words right now," he said reassuringly.

He leaned in and kissed her sweetly before wrapping his arms around her tightly. She felt safe in his embrace, like nothing wrong could ever happen as long as he held onto her like this. Tears slowly trickled down Helena's cheek as she allowed herself to feel the love Arthur had expressed for her moments ago without fearing the consequences of such an admission of feelings.

Arthur kissed each tear away as they fell and held Helena close until their hearts stopped racing out of fear and started beating together out of love instead. They stayed like this for hours until their lips parted again, and Arthur whispered against Helena's temple, "I love you so much, Helena."

Helena smiled and snuggled closer to Arthur's chest. "So, are you going to write again tonight?" he asked, changing the topic.

"Oh, yes, thanks for reminding me."

Arthur chuckled and kissed her forehead. "It's almost five in the afternoon, and we still haven't prepared for dinner," he said, looking into her eyes with playful concern.

She smiled and looked back up at him. "That's okay," she said softly. "Can we just lay here for a while? I still wanna be with you." Her eyes begged him to understand that she didn't want to let go of the moment yet.

Arthur smiled and nodded, pulling her closer. "Sure," he murmured against her hair. "Anything for you."

After a while, he kissed her temple lightly before getting up from the bed, a little reluctantly.

"I'll cook dinner later on," he said. "You can shower before we take our dinner." His voice was gentle as always, full of love and care for Helena.

She smiled gratefully at him and nodded, getting off the bed as if to prove that she would take his suggestion seriously this time. She kissed his cheek lightly before heading to the bathroom bare-naked, ready for a hot shower after such an emotional and tiring day.