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    Heaven ‘n Hel – Chpt 9

    Previously

    God, I had missed these moments with Helena.

    “Mmm,” I said quietly, withdrawing from her. “Somebody knew what they were doing when they turned water into wine. They must have had drinking it from your lips in mind.”

    “Bette?”

    “Yes, dear?”

    Helena grinned.

    “We aren’t going to eat or talk tonight at all, are we?” Helena asked.

    “Not unless it’s in bed,” I replied standing and taking her hand.

    Helena arose.

    “Take me there,” she said, her eyes heavy with lust.

    Chapter 9

    Our backs reclined against the pillows. Our bodies touched, our legs and torsos pressed together in their nakedness. Only a thin silk sheet enshrouded us. Our fingers entwined and rested together.

    My spirit still tingled with the pleasure of our lovemaking. I felt free. Yet connected. Exhilarated. And I could still feel the throbbing delight between my legs.

    I wanted to go all night.

    Helena turned her head and kissed me. Her tongue lingered playfully in my mouth. When she pulled away, she swept the cover from her breast and swung her legs over the side of the bed.

    “Darling, I really am famished. We need to eat,” she said with determination as she turned towards me.

    Seeing Helena before me in her unadorned beauty, I unconsciously placed my hand over my chest as my heart leapt.

    Leaning over the bed, Helena reached with her lips to kiss me once again.

    “Are you bringing back the lasagna and Sangiovese?” I smiled.

    “That was my plan. Any objections?” Hel grinned.

    “Not as long as you’re back within ten minutes,” I said softly.

    As Helena stood upright, she grabbed her robe from the foot of the bed and slid her arms into the sleeves. After tying the sash, she leaned over once more and kissed me. Her hands and fingers massaged my breasts. My clit begin to twitch. And I lifted my hips from the bed.

    “Fuck,” I breathed into her mouth.

    Helena’s hand glided under the sheet and down my torso to the aching desire between my legs. She lay back down next to me. And her fingers stroked me as we continued to kiss. My legs bent and she gently nudged them wider apart with the back of her hand.

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    Comments

    1. We all like our free time.I love this story… it’s starting to get all adventurous. I love the sexiness (duh) but the talking is really sweet and genuine. pps!

    2. Z this was a wonderful chapter, I loved the sweetness that both women had in themselves to love and to talk. Both of them finally talked what was wrong with them and what needed to be done. Can’t wait for the next chapter!!

    3. Well look at you! I took a peek and found not one, not two, but three new chapters. The happy dancin shall commence right away. Glad you’re back, Z.

    4. Hmmmm… I think the talking between Bette and Helena is the hardest to write, but, you know what dawg? It was really great! You take them to a level deeper than before, so realistically that I could see them in-love and together for a long time… Lovely, Z! Please do continue!!! ;)

    5. Helena may have been feeling rather unfulfilled, but I hardly think she was living in hell!. How bad can it be shacked up on the Pacific coast with Bette Porter in your bed? But hey, nothing wrong with a sabbatical in Italy. (At least for our jetsetting protagonists-I’ll have to settle for a week off from school next week-no travel, damn it.)

    6. zheese…disappointed..i’m only disappointed when you don’t post…how about this, i only read b&h posts and yours is definitely “off d’ chain” – you know – FANTASTIC!!! please have the spend time in Florence…ahhh, memories…they are going to get to Italy, right…don’t keep us hanging…loved the update!!

    7. I love it…a quick and well done follow-up post. Again, very nice….very tender. Now I know this is a B&H fic, but it makes me miss the tender moments that we were not privy to between B&T. Sorry, I know..I digress. I think we got a little of everything here…some sweetness…loving….cheeky banter and hmmm….I even learned a new word…hehehe…. Bette’s visceral travel provided me with a much needed mind-trip and I look forward to you bringing their adventures to life soon. So I wish you many more days off….as somehow in your refreshing we are given a treat as well. Thank you for sharing…PPS

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