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Dusk (Time of Day 1)
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Tina moaned and arched her back as she felt the hands upon her. So certain, so familiar. The hands trailed expertly down from her shoulders, skirting the curve of her breasts, gliding easily over the green silk of the robe, sending sensations to the bare skin beneath.
The lips traced an independent path, starting with the mouth, then the neck. The neck, lingering on the pulse point, tongue marking its route with dampened skin. And continuing. Nips along the collarbone, tugging lightly at the flesh, stippled red on cream. Tongue plunging again, navigating the space between her breasts.
Torn between encouraging the descent and desiring a kiss, Tina opted for the kiss. Her hands on her lover, lightly, pulling the teasing mouth up for a kiss.
A kiss. That one-word description pales in comparison to such an act. A language with a solitary word for such an undertaking cannot do justice. The meeting of mouths, the congress of tongues. A kiss, but more. A communication. A statement. A grounding of being.
Independent from the kiss, the hands boldened in their exploration. Silk robe gently parted, palms massaging the weight of her breasts, raising hardened nipples.
As the offensive on two fronts was pushing Tina towards a sensory overload, she felt weight pressing against her lower body, a thigh slipped between her legs. Tina’s hips rocked in an automatic response. Restrained, her body pressed harder, movement leaving a slick path.
Overwhelmed, a moan built itself from the core of her being, fighting for escape through the ongoing kiss.
As Tina released the moan she felt herself shaking. A shaking that increased. More insistent. And with that insistent intrusion, so went the sensations, the extraordinary feelings. Gone, back to the abyss of dreams.
“Tina, honey.”
The voice jarred her. Harsh. Not the soft, demanding tone of seduction from her dream lover.
“Hmm?” She fought against the thought of opening her eyes, curling on her side, trying to contain the vestige of the feelings before they dissipated, diluted in the dusky light of morning.
“Sorry. You were having a bad dream.”
She nodded. “Yeah.” Eyes still shut tight, although now, with the feelings gone, shut to try to remember, to recall, even if just for a moment.
“You know,” as he purred the words, Tina could feel Henry’s large hand pawing at her shoulder. In his own way, his movements were gentle. But his hands could be nothing but his, large and less skilled. They couldn’t be the delicate, soft, confident hands of her dream. “Since we’re both up early…”
Shit! She knew the tone. The signals. Shit.
“Up early, and I need to prepare. Big meeting.” She rolled herself into a sitting position. Away.
“Of course.”
She didn’t look back, ignoring the hurt in his voice. She didn’t want to see that look on his face.
In the shower, Tina was able to give release to her tears. Her body was so ready this morning. Ready for something that she no longer had. She wondered at the dream. She felt a growing frustration at the memories that fueled them.
Bette. Always, in her dreams, it was Bette.
Always.
(the end)
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Pseud, That was awesome! You captured the true sense of loss and lonliness that Tina is feeling. Tina is only now realizing wht she gave up to be with a man. It may have started as the need to feel something else sexually however thsi was at the cost of companionship and intimatacy. I don’t think that Tina zppreciated how much she loves and is connected to Bette. I just hope that they both realize this and do their utmost to make amends and reunite this relationship. Please continue and let me see how this could be achieved. Much gratitude for this afternoon pleasure. Many thanks Your Loyal Fan.
Maybe one day those dreams can be a reality… It’s so good to see you posting again, pseud. Thanks
WELCOME BACK Poor Tina she need to do something about her feeling thanks
Wow welcome back, great chapter PPS
just about fell off my chair when i saw your name. that was really well done. do hope inspiration bites ya in the butt, sure have missed your writing. thanks.
where have you been? great come back…i also have hopes and after 408 seems like tina has been dreaming of bette…thanks
Welcome back. Always dreams of Bette that will haunt her forever. Now is the time to walk out of Henry’s life and walk slowly back towards Bette.
Welcome back! Will go read now
Welcome back and I feel hopeful too. Please post again soon, you’ve been missed.
Could it be? It is a dream? Welcome BacK, your writing was greatly missed.
Pseud, First WELCOME back, you have been MISSED!!! Great chapter.. here’s hoping with you. Thank you!!!!
really, really, really liked it.
MY GOD welcome back!
Wow. I wish I were more articulate, but I can’t manage it at this particular moment. Just know that I thought that was really fantastic.
Welcome Back, it’s been so-o-o-o-o-o long. Hopefully inspiration will strike you again.
Wowee wow! Great to have you back!
Well, yes, I suppose to Henry it would seem like a bad dream. If he only knew. What was it Tina called him on the show last night to explain why he wasn’t with her to listen to Kit? Clueless? Something along those lines.