Does she find help?

Cinnamon roles. At last…here was something! I clutched her arm in excitement. But my joy slowly faded as I saw her beautiful face fall and tears rolled down her now pale white cheeks. Taking her in my arms I took her out of the store, and handed her my handkerchief to dry her face. She looked at me shamefaced and screwed the hanky into a ball... “Victoria…this is good, you remember something. It means we’re on the right track.”

"Oh! It’s no good Whisper!!! I can't remember anything!!!!" she sobbed. “I’ve let you down…I really thought I was starting to remember." I gently patted her shoulder and I thought to myself that all of this is not really surprising…Two years and nothing has changed for her. But stranger things have happened I guess, and I knew I was getting in deeper than I wanted to be with this beautiful woman, and I would move heaven and earth to help her.

I held her close. “You haven’t let me down Victoria. You’ve come so far by yourself. If it were me, I would have given up a long time ago. You’re one of the strongest people I know.”

She laughed. It was one of those little sighs that people give when they disagree, but don’t have the energy to argue.

Holding her close, we got back into the car. Somehow, we ended up going to all the way back to her apartment. As soon as I had shut the door, she turned in my arms and started kissing me hard. She pulled my shirt out of my jeans and ran her nails over my chest. Our passion knew no bounds as I kissed her back, thrusting my tongue deep inside her beautiful mouth, tangling with hers as we kissed feverishly. Pulling myself away, I led her to the bed and tumbled with her on to the coverlet. I ran my fingers across her face and through her hair. Our bodies strained as we pushed up against each other. We were beyond mere desire; we had strayed into the realm of need.

I **** myself to stand back and look at her laid out upon the bed. Her breasts rose and fell under her shirt with each of her short quick breaths. Her eyes screamed with lust, but they were also tinged with sadness. We both had one goal, to lose ourselves, to become so drunk with each other that we knew nothing else besides the moment.

I shucked my jeans and shoes to the floor; I leant over her, undid her shirt and exposed her glorious breasts to my gaze. In spite of everything, she blushed. Her eyes held mine as I touched a finger to a rising nipple, then followed that with my tongue, then mouth. I sucked gently on her as my fingers explored every inch of both breasts. She moaned in pleasure as I started the downward journey to her jeans and the promise of delight that was hidden from my gaze.
I ran my fingers into the waistband of her pants. She made a slight cooing sound as I worked the button open and slowly ran the zipper down. I peeled the fabric down and off of her body. Now, there was nothing but a thin layer of pink cotton lace between her and me.

My tongue left a warm trail along the insides of her thighs as she ran her fingers through my hair. She moaned so sweetly as my kisses move closer and closer to her center. I rubbed my thumb against her panties. I could feel the wetness that was beginning to seep through them. Raising my head, I kissed the rise of her belly and ran my tongue in circles around her naval.

She gently pushed my head back down, letting me know what she wanted with saying anything. I reached a single finger underneath the top of her panties. I let it drift down as far as I could and tapped the back of my fingernail against the top of her warm slit. Then I pulled grabbed the garment with both ands and pulled it down past her knees. She kicked it off and spread her legs open wide. She whispered, almost in a plea, “Please...”

I didn’t need to be asked twice. I quickly laid my head in-between her legs. My nose ran through the forest of hair. I kissed her flushed lips and ran a finger over her button. Her legs wrapped themselves over my shoulders, drawing me even closer to her. I felt a rush through my body as I opened my mouth wide and took as much of her womanhood inside as I could. I gently massaged her with my tongue and lips. My fingers stroked and kneaded everything else. I kissed her up and down, not letting a tiny fraction of her female flesh escape. I could feel the warmth of her inside my mouth as her flower began to blossom.

I licked circles around her clit and then dropped down low and thrust inside her with my tongue. Her legs wrapped tight around my head and her hands pulled my hair, yanking my head forward. She was nearly screaming as she pumped her hips forward and back. I managed to get a hand up to her clit and rubbed furiously on it. My open mouth was filling with her juices as she came over and over again.

Finally she thrust forward one last time, holding it for a moment, then letting me go as she fell away onto the bed. I wiped my chin and looked up at her. Her eyes were closed and her breaths were short and deep. I crawled up beside her and kissed her beasts as they heaved so magnificently.

She just looked over at me and said, “More…”

I got my body between her legs. I teased her with my hard manhood. I ran it up and down the length of her slit. I tapped it up and down on her sensitive button. She dug her fingernails into my arms. “Do it!” She demanded.

I slid inside her wet offering. Her walls enveloped me in their warmth and tightness. I pushed forward and our two bodies became one. I kissed her wildly on the lips, she responded with equal abandon. We started slowly, pushing and withdrawing in a steady rhythm. But soon, we quickened the pace, our breath coming in shallow gasps as our arms and legs wrapped around each other. An eternity we lasted. Again and again our bodies rose and fell together, and with one final thrust, we sang the lover’s song of gasps and moans as we climaxed in each others arms.