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Heaven ‘n Hel – Chpt 11
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Previously
“Helena, you are just too good to be true. You’re perfect. You’re…you’re…”
“A saint?” I grinned.
Bette looked at me quizzically, seemingly unable to decide how to respond.
“Alright then,” I corrected, jesting. “I’m a fucking saint.”
Bette laughed hysterically. “Yes, that I will buy! You are a fucking saint. My fucking saint. And mine alone!”
“Yes, Darling, I’m yours alone. Through heaven and hell. For all eternity.”
Chapter 11
Bette rolled over and embraced me, kissing my cheek and snuggling her face into my neck.
Slowly she pulled back and smiled, looking deeply and lovingly into my eyes and beginning to gently stroke the length of my arm with her palm and fingertips.
“That feels so nice, Darling,” I said, smiling back into her eyes.
“Thank you,” Bette said after a short pause.
Puzzled, I squinted my eyes and asked, “For what are you thanking me?”
“For promising me that you’ll be mine forever. Please tell me it was a ‘promise’, Helena,” Bette whispered.
I leaned in and kissed her softly, gently smoothing the tip of my tongue over the outline of her mouth and ending with an affectionate tug on her lower lip.
Bette opened her eyes, slowly, relishing the expression of my touch.
She smiled and I smiled in return.
“That was a ‘yes,’” I admitted playfully, before adding, “I promise I am yours alone. Forever.”
“Good,” Bette said flippantly, “I will hold you to it.”
I laughed. “Are you going to promise me the same, my Darling.” I took Bette’s hand and laced our fingers together.
“Hmm. I thought that would go without saying. But I suppose it would be a nice and appropriate gesture if I would let you hear the words from my own mouth,” Bette teased.
“Well, don’t put yourself out,” I sulked, rolling onto my back and feigning indignation.
Bette laughed at my histrionics and rolled over to lift herself on top of me. She propped herself up on her elbows and placed both palms against both of my cheeks, holding my head steady to stare in my eyes. The naked flesh of our torsos pressed together. Bette’s expression grew serious.
Finally, she spoke. “My beautiful Helena. The words that you are about to hear come from my mouth actually come from a much deeper source. My soul.”
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Seems like Mother knows best.
Sir Zeezee dahling! Sooooooooo sorry I only saw your fic now! I think I must be blind! What can I say? You’re the genius! It’s so emotional and romantic – you take them on a rollercoaster and bring them down to Earth again, so that they can enjoy the thrill of each other. Fantastique!!!! I adore your writing… Do you know you’re just… great?!? :D
Well, it is unanimous…verrrry sweet and absolutely romantic. Glad that you’re not quite done….so what shall the ladies do next? PPS
aweeeee…that was beau-t-ful!!! i am so just smiling…zheese, as usual – WELL DONE!!
Wow Z you did it again. Helena really must love Bette a lot to give her this ring. I sure hope Bette loves her as much and won’t disappoint her. Thanks for posting sweetie.
Wow, that’s like a marriage proposal. That was very romantic… especially since the ring was so special to Helena.
OMG Z you did it again, with an amazing chapter, of how Helena talks of how her mother put thisngs in perspective and how Helena had asked forthe ring as a young woman to give toher love. That itself was so sweet full of love and endearment. Gotta say Z you always impress me with your style of writing with these two characters!!
u gotta luv peggy – shez almost alwayz right on key!! thanx 4 the great update doll – cant wait 4 another one soon!!!
WOW!!!!!!!! Z, you did it again left me speechless. I am so loving this story. Thank you PPS