The Pursuit of Happiness

I looked at Helena’s dark form, as she retreated into the comfort of her home, and let out a deep chuckle – I got her right where I wanted her to be.

I knew that this situation was beyond bizarre and I was a grown, mature man for God’s sake, so I tried to avoid drama as much as I could, but this thing that was going on between me and Helena brought me so much pleasure and entertainment that I didn’t want it to end. It was something new and refreshing, and while Helena was such an innocent person, there was also a side to her I didn’t notice at first. She was a very young woman, but she enjoyed being toyed with and pushed to her limits, otherwise she would just ignore me. But no – Helena accepted my challenge and this was a war.

What made things even better was that she could face me and stood up for herself, it made me respect her and push her around together. I wanted to see how far this drama will go and what Helena will be like when her patience will run dry in the end.

When I first saw Helena, she struck me as a somewhat shy and precautious person. But the more I got to see her and the more I studied her, I realized that Helena Mori was something more than reached the eye. She had this unique, exotic beauty – her slight olive smooth skin and her long, curly hair; her small, but curvy frame and her beautiful, flaming eyes that matched her personality so well.

I showed my hands into the pockets of my jeans trying to find the lighter and the cancer stick – with the events of the night it was hard to stay focused and controlled. Ah, finally.
I put the cigarette between my lips and brought the lighter to the end of it. The burning smoke entered my lungs and I let it out with a sigh, my lips turning into a smile as my thoughts drifted back to the fiery brunette that lived across the street – there was a dim light on the third floor and I wondered if that was where her bedroom was.

I chuckled at the memories of earlier events – the way I came onto her and how soft her skin felt under my lips. It was all a joke at the beginning, a mere trick to get her scared and admit the defeat, but throughout the process I felt myself becoming intoxicated by Helena’s being. The way she fit into my arms and how amazing it felt to hold around her waist and by her defined hipbones – my most favorite body part of woman’s body. And what made the blood in my veins run faster was the fact that she did not refuse me. It was only then when I tried to reach for her sacred place did she start to show any signs of resistance.

I came to realize that instead of being annoyed by her flaming temper, I grew to like it. It was just the thing that made her stand out from what I was used to and so she evoked my interest. I dragged in another smoke and took in my surroundings. It was a very warm night of the beginning of July – no wind and not even a cloud in the pitch black sky, just the way I loved it. Bright tiny dots were scattered all over the sky and I found myself being enchanted by the infinity that lay above me. The neighborhood was dimly lighted by the street lights and a few porch lights here and there, however Helena’s porch was the most brightly lighted in the whole street and I wondered if she had a phobia of darkness or was it just a coincidence. Apart from the faint barks in the distance and the grasshopper’s night melody, there was only peace and silence surrounding me.

A buzz in my pocket broke through the night and I couldn’t help but sigh. Miranda flashed across the screen and I choose to ignore her this time. Not the right moment.

Miranda was a woman who warmed my bed, as I liked to say and that was it. She was an old friend of mine who I have known for years, but recently this beneficial friendship have grown into something more. Something I didn’t need at the moment – her feelings for me changed and I was trying hard to end it in the friendliest way I could.

Miranda was an incredible woman – beautiful on the inside and out, smart and intelligent, devoted and passionate, and of course one of a kind, but with all that she had and all that she was I came to realize that she was not what I needed. I had my music, I had my dreams and my goals and settling down was not an option, at least not now. We have talked about it before and what I loved the most about Miranda was the fact, that she was completely honest to me – she always said what was on her mind and that’s why I felt so guilty for being such a cold bastard for the last month.

Miranda confessed that her feelings reached far beyond the beneficial part of our relationship and that she wanted from me something I could never give her – a family. I was a fool, I knew it, but what could I do if I didn’t feel the same way she did? I was sorry for it, I was so sorry for making my friend and the woman I was sleeping with for the last two years miserable, but my heart was not there. As cruel as it might sound it all was just pure sex.

She probably knew me better than any woman has ever known, but even that was not enough. She could read me like an open book – something I have never been comfortable with, but I guess over the time I have gotten used to it. In fact this mutual understanding has been an excellent benefit in our sex life – the way our bodies synchronized perfectly because of the mutual trust was beyond anything I have ever experienced.

I did care for her and I tried my best to show it in every possible way. Although she was financially independent, I still loved to give her gifts and pamper her whenever I could – beautiful lingerie on a regular Sunday morning or her favorite chocolate when the cravings of her periods kicked in, a dozen of long, deep red roses on her special days and jewelry whenever she felt lost in her way.

That was the material side I gave her without limitations and without a need to pay me back – those were the gifts after all, and she have learned to accept them over the time. But it could never be enough, I knew it very well. I could never bring myself to look at the wedding band section in the jewelry stores; I avoided it with all I had in me, but I knew it was bound to happen sooner or later. Better be the later.

I threw the end of the cigarette on the ground and stepped on it. Somehow the smoke didn’t calm my rampant nerves, so I reached for another one. The front door opened and I averted my gaze to the intruder – Alona.

She was something else, something so different than Helena and yet so alike. The first time I saw Alona I couldn’t take my eyes off of her – she had it all. The look of perfection – plump lips, that were set into a confident smirk, bright green eyes, just like Helena’s, that shined so brightly with mischief, the same dark colored hair that Helena had only cut short, reaching her square-shaped jaw, and of course – the body of a goddess.

“Help me out, please,” Alona asked sweetly, her voice covered with thick Northern accent – something I was aware that Helena possessed too, only in a smaller dose. I brought the light to the end of her thin cigarette, lighting it up. She inhaled the smoke with a satisfied moan and blew the cloud past her red lips.

The woman was such a seduction, but as much as I was attracted to her appearance, I understood that I would be walking on a thin path if I tried my luck with her. By all means, she was beautiful and confident, and she knew it, but that was the trickiest part – the beautiful and confident women who knew it and knew how to use their gifts wisely, were the most dangerous ones. They were intelligent and artful creatures – the seduction worked so well, that the prey didn’t even know about the trap that it was in.

“Your family is amazing,” the vixen beside me broke the silence with her voice filled with amusement and power. I nodded taking a puff and looking at the other side of the street – my gaze was set on Helena’s house for the countless time in the past few minutes.

“So what was that all about back there?” Alona’s voice rang through the night. I looked at her with a puzzled expression at which her smile only grew. “In the kitchen – you, my sister,” she clarified and I felt a bit awestruck. How could she possibly know? I was careful not to draw any attention, but I guess it didn’t work. “It was nothing,” I said throwing yet another end of the cigarette on the ground. Mother will kill me in the morning.

“Well, that sure didn’t look like nothing to me,” Alona laughed. “My poor sister, she doesn’t know anything about men.”
I looked at the woman feeling a bit confused. There she was, talking about her sister as if they were strangers. Of course, her statement wasn’t actually offending, but it made me wonder about the relationship Alona and Helena shared.

Throughout the dinner Alona was the one who entertained everyone and Helena was busy with avoiding my glances as much as she could. It was obvious that there was something that troubled her and I wondered if it was just me who noticed it – she was making small talk with my grandmother, mother and Jared, but my brother seemed to be awestruck by Alona a bit too much to notice the other sister.

I was a bit amazed at the bond Jared and Helena shared; it was a very rare occurrence for my brother. I guess it meant something and showed a lot about the person that Helena was. There was also this passionate liking that my mother and grandmother shared to the foreign neighbor; even Artemis seemed to enjoy her company a little too much – that was something that infuriated me at first, but I guess I had to accept it.

My dog was smart, almost too smart for my liking, but that was also the quality I grew to appreciate in my hairy beast the most. Artemis was also very sensitive and reliable in choosing the right people – with his help I grew to know who my friends and who the foes were.

“Well?” Alona asked as I chuckled at her curiosity. I decided to keep the cards to myself, “what is going on between me and your sister,” I whispered lowly, leaning slowly towards her exposed neck with smirk playing on my lips, “is none of your business.” I chuckled looking back into her wide eyes filled with surprise. I looked back at her exposed neck and drew in the perfume that surrounded her, only to confirm to myself that she was not the sister I was interested in.

I looked at her awestruck frame and let the smirk play on my lips for a while, bowing my head like the gentleman I was and heading back inside, “have a pleasant night, my dear.”

As I entered the house and shut the door behind me, I could not help, but feel a little proud of myself – Helena was almost caught in my trap and now Alona – the big, protective and most definitely the sliest one, was confused and placed in her rightful place. There was no need for her presence, she would only mess everything up for me. And I also wanted to keep it between the two of us – Helena and me.

I had to have her all –her trust and mind, her heart, her body and soul. “Honest to God,” I whispered to myself smiling mischievously walking back to the living room, “I will break your heart.”

* * *

“There,” I said and as soon as the leash was off, Artemis ran further into the house not wanting to repeat the morning jog ever again. He seriously disliked any of the sport’s activity I dragged him into and lately he started to show his dislike even more. The dog had an attitude which sometimes annoyed the hell out of me, but I guess it was him telling me that I had to do it on my own. “Fine, be a lazy ass,” I called after him, “but when you’ll be unable to move, don’t come to me with those puppy eyes of yours. I’m not a chick, they don’t work on me!” I sighed. Silly dog.

“Being all friendly to Artemis, I see,” Jared’s voice sounded from the back. I turned around and was met by my brother’s smirking form. “He’s being lazy,” I shrugged heading to the kitchen with Jared close behind texting on his blackberry like there was no tomorrow.

“Trying to get lucky?” I chuckled opening the refrigerator and taking out a mineral water. “As a matter of fact no,” Jared said leaning against the counter with a determined look on his face. “It’s Helena’s birthday and I’m trying to win Alona over with the gift idea.”

It was Helena’s birthday? Since when? I looked at my brother feeling rather awestruck. “Today?” I asked scratching the back of my shaved head.

Jared looked up from his phone with a disbelief written all over his face, “please tell me you have been listening to what everyone has been talking about for the past week?” I shrugged taking another gulp of the cold water feeling a bit lost. Today was the birthday of my dear, beloved nemesis and I had no fucking clue about it, fun-fucking-tastic! “Nope,” I said popping the last letter. Jared sighed and continued with the typing.

I was so lost in my relationship with Miranda that I have been completely ignorant to the developments in the outer world. Sure, I did have the time to play out my moves with Helena from time to time, but my main priority for the past two weeks was to sort out the mess that Miranda and I created. Fortunately we ended it two days ago with a mind blowing parting sex and an agreement to be just the friends that shared a beautiful past.

“Well,” I looked back at my brother, “what will the gift be for the young lady?” I asked being truly intrigued by the gesture Jared and dear Alona have been debating on so hard that my brother couldn’t even put the damned phone down. Curse him and his Crackberry.

“Pythagoras,” Jared answered not even stopping with his typing.
“Say what?” I asked feeling a bit confused. Was Jared seriously giving Helena his guitar?

“I said Pythagoras – a white Siberian Husky puppy,” Jared sighed as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. “She’ll need a company while we’ll be on tour, you know, and since she loved your dog and with Alona’s provided information about the fact, that Helena never even had a pet, I decided that it was my duty to fulfill her need for a trustworthy protector.”

My brother was giving the girl a dog; and not just any kind of dog, but a white Siberian husky. What the fuck? “Are you serious?” I asked in disbelief.
“Dead serious, brother,” he replied casually.

Who gives a girl a dog on the birthday? Was Jared her boyfriend or something and what else did I miss? I felt myself becoming slightly annoyed and I didn’t even know why. Oh, yes, I knew why – Helena Mori. That little –

“What’s wrong?” Jared asked finally putting his phone down.
“Nothing,” I said through gritted teeth.
“Yeah, I believe you,” my brother said, picking up his phone and placed it into the pocket of his jeans, taking the car keys and heading out.
“Mom’s hosting Helena’s party tonight,” Jared turned around in the kitchen’s doorway. “And I hope you will not mess this up. Whatever is going on between you and Helena, please try to be civil, at least tonight. I don’t want to explain to mom and grandma’ why their boy is so eager to get into Helena’s panties.” And with that he left.

What the actual fuck? “I don’t want to get in her panties!” I shouted after my brother. “Douche,” I mumbled throwing the empty bottle into the trashcan. “I do not want to get into her panties,” I mumbled, heading tiredly to the second floor and into my room. The blinds were shut blocking the bright rays of the sun and enveloped the room into the twilight, but even that couldn’t ease down my annoyance. Fucking great.

I guess it was nothing surprising now – with the gestures I have put Helena through lately, it was hard to notice that I didn’t want to try my luck with her. To come and think of it, I wanted her from the first moment I saw her. It was just that I never thought about it in the way I thought about it now.

She may have been smaller than her model-like sister, but that was just the thing that turned me on – the way her breasts looked so beautifully shaped and got me wondering – what it would be like to actually touch her, to caress her beautiful neck, slowly drawing my fingers to her breasts; to clasp my palms around them and feel the soft skin beneath my fingers. And those goddess-like plump lips that I had so many chances to kiss, but forever failed to do so. I could just grasp her beautiful neck with my arms, squeezing lightly until she looked up at me with her bright green eyes and her plump lips parted, inviting, begging to taste them.

She was in my head and in my dreams and the more I saw her, the more I wanted to have her. And the fact that Helena’s attitude changed towards me, made me want to have her even more. The fear was no longer there, instead she has built up this confidence around her – every word Helena spoke and every action she did, made me want to just grab her and at least press her body to me. I needed to feel her. I wanted Helena so badly and I was so afraid my lust for her passed all the barriers of physical contact.

It wasn’t so much about the need to ravage her body, to thrust myself into her and feel her squirm underneath me. It wasn’t about holding her hipbones while I did her from behind, no … I wanted to have my cake and eat it too. I wanted to dominate her. I wanted to invade her. I wanted to be the only thing she thought about just like she was the only thing that was on my mind lately. I needed her.

I seriously had to stop thinking about her, it was getting to me. Helena was messing with my head and she didn’t even know it. I reached for the pack of cigarettes on my nightstand and decided to head for the balcony – a perk of living in a penthouse.

I opened the door and stepped into the burning morning’s sun with Artemis following closely behind. “Oh, so now you decide to join me,” I said placing the cancer stick between my lips and lighting it up. Artemis bowed his head and sat beside me, watching my every move.

“It’s Helena’s birthday,” I said to the dog. At the mention of her name, Artemis’s head shot up and a loud bark echoed through the air. “Yeah, I know you like her.” I said, stroking the dog’s head. “Want to go over to mom’s place and wish Helena a happy birthday?” I asked already knowing the answer. Artemis barked once again and I chuckled, “thought so.”

* * *

The back yard of my mother’s house was filled with random faces and I doubted that Helena knew even the half of them. Hell, even I didn’t know half of the people that were here, celebrating the twenty sixth birthday of a girl they have never seen.

The sun was already setting, leaving hints of fire as it faded slowly behind the horizon. The wide backyard of my mother’s house was illuminated with lanterns and torches, embracing everything in a dimly-like trance. And the exotic flowers, which my mother loved so much, added a colorful finish to the whole environment. She did good.

I felt a soft fur brush against my bare legs and looked down – Artemis was sitting by my side, taking in the sight before us. He liked it too. “Well, let’s find the birthday girl,” I said to my hairy beast, letting the smirk form on my lips. I would make a move tonight and there was no turning back.

Artemis stood up and went to the far end of the backyard where Helena was surrounded by friends and family. “Oh, you smug bastard,” I chuckled following my dog. It was too easy.

I felt my feet move across the backyard until they stopped a few meters from my goal – there she was, so breathtakingly beautiful. The way her curly hair fell down to her waist, hugging her beaming face in a loving way. And her bright, beautiful, green eyes shined in the backyard’s lights. And of course her plump lips were set in a wide smile, revealing her beautiful fang. It was the thing I grew to like about her – she had was so beautiful with her imperfections, and I couldn’t help but stop and stare.

“Oh there you are!” I heard my grandma’s voice and averted my eyes from Helena. Someone would definitely notice my staring if I wouldn’t be more careful. “We were waiting for you,” Ruby said taking me by my arm and pushed to the group. “She already loves the little puppy so much, oh!” My grandma exclaimed and I noticed the white fur ball in Helena’s arms for the first time.

The Husky was beautiful, there was no doubt about it, but that was just about it. But all the women’s hearts were warmed by the fact that the little fur ball was asleep. I looked up at my brother and saw a proud smile on his lips – that bastard. Yeah, show everyone that you were the one who thought about giving a mutt to a girl on her birthday.

Vicki, Alona, my mother, grandmother and even Helena tried to be as quiet as they possibly could in worshiping the little fur ball, but failed miserably when the little dog in Helena’s arms let out a small whine. The sight reminded me of some sort of Baby Shower thing, where everyone stood around the newborn and admired it. It was a dog, for God’s sake.

“Isn’t the little fur ball cute?” Tomo asked with amusement covering his voice. I looked at him and rolled my eyes, “yeah, whatever. I need a drink.”

* * *
I didn’t know how and I didn’t know when, but … I was drunk. One moment I was standing with Tomo laughing and sharing the memories from the past tours that we had, and the next thing I knew I was in the bathroom, splashing my face with cold water, trying to sober up a bit. Get yourself together, I looked at my reflection, my vision swimming lightly, you have a task tonight!

Helena. She was my main priority tonight. I will confront her and I will kiss her. Yes, that was my goal – I wanted to finally taste those cherry red lips of hers and I wanted it bad.

I smirked at my reflection, feeling proud of my appearance. I knew that I was handsome and I also knew that I had a lot to give to a person. It was just that there was no one suitable enough for me. I had to feel it – some sort of a spark to actually do something about being in a relationship. But it was so hard to find what I was looking for. Maybe it was due to the fact that I didn’t know what I wanted. I still didn’t know what it was that I was searching for, even when I looked at Helena. But there was this instinct that controlled all of me when she was around, and so I decided to stop fighting it and just let it all be.

I closed the door behind me and turned around when something bumped into me. “Ouch,” a voice whined and I brought my hands, trying to steady the person. It was too dark and the only light around was coming from the backyard in the far end of the room. “Helena?” I asked accidentally brushing my hands over her soft parts. She slapped my hands away and snapped, “watch your hands!”
It was her.

I let out a deep chuckle and brought my hands to her hips, sliding them to her hipbones and pressed lightly, while she tried to get away from my touch, “let me go!” She snarled, but I just laughed, “or else what?”
Her being all mad turned me on so much.

“I’ll scream,” she said in a stern voice, but I dismissed her words with a deep chuckle, “yeah, I’m sure you will once I’ll have my way with you.” That shut her up and I leaned in, trying to reach for her lips, but instead I bumped into her nose. I heard her breathing speed up and the tugging on my hands increased. “What are you doing?” she asked in a shaken voice.
“I’m trying to kiss you,” I replied back casually. It was the most obvious thing, wasn’t it?
“You stink,” she replied turning her head to the side, blocking my path to her lips.

I was getting impatient and her attitude started to get on my nerves, so I took her chin in my hand and forced her to look at me. “I’m sick and tired of your snapping and snarling, you little girl. Don’t test my patience or you will regret it.” I snarled before crashing my lips with hers. The wait was too much.

She struggled so I wrapped my arms around her waist tighter, bringing Helena closer to my form and pushed my tongue in her sweet, hot mouth finally getting a chance to taste her.

She was so much better than I thought she would be – so sweet, so wet and so warm. I couldn’t help, but moan in her mouth, sliding my hands up and down her form, groping every inch of her perfect body. She fit me so well.

I disconnected our lips and worked my way down her throat which she exposed to me all too willingly. Right where I wanted her to be.
I chuckled and bit down on her soft flesh, tracing my tongue over the exposed area, making a small moan come past those plump lips of hers – the sweetest sound that my ears have ever heard. “God,” I whispered taking her face in my arms and attacked her lips once again.

I didn’t bother being all nice and gentle this time – I needed her too much to play those games. This was a war for God’s sake and I was so close to winning, I could almost taste the victory.

Her little arms brushed against my front and I tried with all that I had to keep the moan in me, but failed. “Do not do that,” I snapped at her, breathing heavily.
“Or else what?” Her raw voice challenged. What? Did she seriously ask me that?

“I will ravage you,” I replied pushing myself into her form, trying to get my point across clear. I was turned on and she felt it, I knew she did. The way her hands slid down from my back to the front of my jeans, squeezing my member lightly, was all the proof I needed. “You’re all words, but there is no action.” She chuckled evilly, rubbing my erection and I felt my temper rise. You little –

“Oh, so you are testing me now, ey?” I snapped, picking her up and throwing her on my shoulder not being gentle at all. “I’ll show you how much action you can get.” I said heading to the front door.
“What are you doing?” she screamed at me, kicking my back with her fist. “Let me go!”
“Shut the fuck up,” I snapped at her, slapping her hard on her butt heading over to her dark house.

I carried her all the way to her porch, stopping at the front door. “Where are the keys?” I snapped at her.
“You’re not getting into my house,” Helena snapped back. I felt my temper rise and the throbbing in my pants didn’t help at all.
“I’ll break down your door if you won’t tell me where the keys are,” I threatened her being dead serious.

Helena handed me the key and after much struggle the front door was open. I settled her down and shut the door with my foot, getting closer to her small frame.
“Leave,” she tried to threaten me, but I dismissed it with a laugh. “Do you seriously think I will listen?” I asked grabbing her by the arms.
“I will scream,” she tried again. “Oh yes you will,” I turned her around and pushed her small frame into the wall.

I grabbed her arms in mine and held them against the wall over her head, while pushed the skirt of her dress up, revealing her round butt to me. She started to squirm, but I held her tighter and slapped her butt, silencing her protests. “Part your legs,” I commanded, but she didn’t listen, so I slapped her once again and she did as she was told. “Good girl,” I said trailing small kisses over her shoulders.

I trailed my fingers along the side of her thigh and felt small goose bumps form on her skin. “You enjoy being ordered around,” I chuckled in her neck, bringing my palm to her breasts. They were perfect, just the way I imagined them to be. I undressed her chest, exposing her soft skin to the coldness of the wall, making her nipples harden almost instant. “So soft,” I whispered in her ear, kissing the earlobe lightly while my fingers played with her nipple. So hard.

I heard small moans coming from her mouth which she tried to choke down so desperately, but failed when I bit down in the softness of her neck. “Good God,” she whispered as trailed my hand down to the insides of her thighs, taking it slower this time. It was her sacred place after all, but I couldn’t wait and invade her – I needed to claim her and to ravage her body. The thought of having Helena brought so much pleasure to my lower part, it was almost too painful.

“I need you,” I moaned feeling the wetness of her thong. “I need you so fucking much,” I cleared away her panties and let my fingers stroke the hot wetness of her folds. Fucking perfect.

The moans that came past her lips were getting louder and louder as I stroked her with my fingers, grinding my clothed front against her at the same time. I needed to have her.

I let go of Helena only to be met with a silent whine. “Patience my dear,” I chuckled getting rid of my pants and underwear as fast as I could while my victim was still in a daze.

The cold air of the night hit my throbbing member, making me shiver, as I took her panties off and ripped her dress impatiently. “Hey!” Helena protested trying to turn around, but I stopped her by pushing her back into the wall. “I will buy you a new one,” I snapped grinding my erection against her butt shutting her up almost instantly.

I stroked my member against Helena’s hot folds making the moans that came past her lips louder and her back coming closer. “Oh God, do it already!” She commanded as I entered her with one single push. She let out a loud cry and I felt her muscles clasp around me. I wanted to stop, to ask if she was alright and if she needed to adjust to my size, but she was too perfect and the alcohol messed with my mind. I have been waiting for this for too long to stop now. Her cries grew silent until the only sound that came past her lips were moans – deep, sweet moans filled with pleasure as I found the perfect pace sliding in and out her.

“So wet,” I moaned into her hair, holding her by the hipbones, sliding my erection into her with more force than before. She cried out a deep moan and I threw my head back, closing my eyes enjoying the process. She was so good.

This was heaven. The way she fit me so well and how her juices dripped down her thighs, it was so worth it. This war was won, she was mine.
I felt my mind swirl in a never-ending hurricane as the stars before my eyes grew brighter and brighter. Just a few more thrusts, a few more …