CHAPTER 651: 651-FINGER DEEP IN ME

Helanie:

"Right," Emmet nodded. "Anyway, I don’t need guidance."

His comment made me bite the inside of my cheek. He lingered for a few seconds, rubbing his bottom lip with his thumb before finally deciding to leave. I felt odd, shy and embarrassed.

We ate lunch, and then Norman stayed behind while Emmet and Maximus left to look for Kaye.

"Norman?" I noticed he had been staring at the empty wall for a little too long. When I called his name, he finally gave me his attention.

"What’s going on?" I asked, watching him give me a faint smile.

"Nothing, everything is fine," he replied, clearing his throat but clearly looking uncomfortable.

"Tell me," I insisted, and he began to turn on the couch to face me.

"It’s about Emmet," he said, his arm reaching out and his fingers gently touching my cheek. "Back when Maximus was under the pressure of his curse and Emmet had gone after him, I remember Emmet accusing me of killing Azura. He never brought it up again, but it stayed in the back of my mind. I didn’t realize he had blamed me for her death all this time."

He sounded so upset and worried. And to be honest, even I had been feeling uneasy about something Emmet had been saying or doing lately. But I had a feeling it was all because of his curse.

"Maybe he didn’t bring it up again because he forgot? He forgets, you know," I said softly, sliding closer, my legs tucked under me and fitting perfectly in the little space in front of Norman.

"That’s not it. I know he forgets, but this feels different. This is something he never talked about, not even when Azura died. So how did he suddenly start accusing me?"

He rubbed his temples, and I quickly reached over to rub them for him. That’s when I felt his fingers gently tug at my shirt, pulling it all the way down to expose my bra. I continued massaging his temples while he focused on my bra.

The way he gripped it in the middle with both hands, pressing my breasts together, he was able to tear it open with ease. Then he slid comfortably down onto the couch, resting his face against my chest, and began sucking on my breast.

One of my arms wrapped around his back while the other ran through his hair. I closed my eyes as his lips gently sucked on my tit, leaving behind a trail of goosebumps.

He stayed there for a few minutes before lifting his head and looking me in the eye.

"I love you," he uttered, "the whole day, I had been thinking about you." He lowered his face and ran his finger up, rolling up my shirt and then doing the same to my shorts.

"I missed you too," I breathed, a wave of heat rushing through me as his touch dipped lower, sliding just inside the edge of my shorts.

"Liar," he murmured in a husky tone. "If you really missed me— why aren’t you wet?"

His voice turned so deep that I started to lose my breath. His finger grazed over my tightly closed pussy lips as he teased me.

"I did," I didn’t even know what to say, I was feeling emotions down there.

"Prove it to me," he raised his eyes only, a smirk displaying on his lips. His finger pushed through my tightly closed pussy with much force, entering my vagina in such a hurry that I yelped loudly.

"NORMAN!" I covered my mouth the minute I sounded too desperate.

"What? What is it? Do you want to say something?" he looked so mischievous as he kept his finger inside me and started to roll and twist it around.The sensation from inside my pussy traveled through my body, reaching my breasts and every sensitive area.

"Your pussy is so thirsty for my touch, Helanie. It squeezes so hard when I insert anything inside it," he uttered, giving a few quick thrusts to his finger inside me, making me bite my bottom lip and hold onto the couch’s backrest with one hand. My other hand unconsciously reached my breast and before I knew it, I was rubbing my boob, pinching my nipple while breathing heavily.

"Do you wish for me to fuck you with two fingers?" he asked and without waiting for my answer, he pushed his second finger inside me.

"Ummm," I gulped hard, my shoulder raising up as his fingers went deep inside, even hitting my g-spot.

"Ohhhh!" I gasped, raising a little from my spot and spreading my legs without my knowledge. I sat on my knees, making sure my pussy remained in the air so that Norman could fuck me.

He adjusted his body in excitement, taking his fingers out and then shoving them back in me before twisting and rolling them and taking them out again.

Every time he shoved them deep within me, I would yelp and almost jump before coming down and feeling the same kind of movement from my body once again.

Norman suddenly pulled his fingers out and grabbed my thighs, pulling them forward and making me land on my back.

He took off my shorts and threw them away, lowering his face between my legs and giving my pussy a good lick. His hands made sure my legs were wide apart, one leg over the couch and the other opened so far to be resting on the table on the side.

Once he had a full good view, he started to open my vaginal lips with his fingers, the tip of his tongue flicking my clit.

I held my hands on my breasts, arching my back when his tongue slithered between my pussy lips, making its way toward the entrance. My body felt sensations from everywhere, his tongue pushing through the opening.

His lips caught onto my vaginal lips and sucked them, pulling them away and then taking them back into his mouth. He kissed and sucked my pussy lips for a while before his finger slipped inside my vagina once again, his tongue licking my clit repeatedly.

I was out of breath, my ass moving on its own. The minute he noticed I was losing my mind, he inserted one finger in my ass and I lost it.