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In Vino Veritas – Chpt 8
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Previously
“But you’re Helena Peabody! You don’t work!” Bette exclaimed.
Helena laughed again. “Oh, but I do,” Helena replied caressing Bette’s hand with hers. “Don’t you feel the calluses?”
“Yes, I do. I do. And they’re beautiful.”
Unable to control herself, Bette leaned in to kiss Helena.
“I thought you hated me,” Helena jested, pulling her mouth away.
“I lied. The wine hadn’t kicked in yet,” Bette smiled, pursing her lips on Helena’s.
Chapter 8
Removing Helena’s wineglass from her hand, Bette set the both of theirs on the table in front of the sofa.
Bette took Helena in her arms and they engaged in a lingering, soft kiss. Their tongues played with each other’s tips, then subsequently sought out the artful dance. Bette found herself pulling Helena in to her, as she gently lay back, reclining against the pillows.
For a while they both felt the pleasure of their bodies touching. Bette’s hands roamed over Helena’s back, massaging her, tenderly kneading her flesh through her thin clothing. Bette’s fingers reached around. Inside Helena’s blouse. Heatedly searching for a nipple to caress.
They moaned passionately. Together. And it sounded like a song. A beautiful romantic song.
“Bette?” Helena whispered.
“Hmm?” Bette murmured.
Helena began to slowly pull away, as Bette’s hands sought to keep her close.
Tugging herself more forcefully, Helena raised up, breaking their embrace.
Bette’s eyes searched the haze of darkness for Helena’s. For a reason for Helena’s purposed disentanglement.
Gazing down at her, Helena caressed Bette’s face with her fingertips. She stroked her hair.
Finally, Bette asked softly, “What’s wrong? Why did you pull away from me?”
Reaching up with her hand, Bette’s fingertips traced the line of Helena’s lips.
Helena’s eyes closed at Bette’s touch. That was her only response to Bette’s questions.
“Your lips feel good,” Bette whispered sensuously. Her voice was low. And inviting. Her fingertips traced down the line of Helena’s neck.
The only sound in the room was the heartbeat of emotion and desire between them.
“It’s getting rather warm in here,” Helena responded at last, opening her eyes.
“Isn’t it?” Bette smiled. “Would you like me to open the window?”
Helena threw back her head, to shake the hair from her face. Bette’s hands clasped Helena’s.
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hehehe…i feel the need to blush and giggle when i read your stories. excellent work once again. ummm…next chapter? :)
I love their banter and their dueling dialogue. PPS.
Can we give your muse to “abbreviate this”? You’re such a tease, zheese.
I so love how you have these two strong women banter one another. It’s so sensual, sexual and very themselves!!! Great job Z!!!!
May I disagree with Teepee’s comment on last post : Tequila as about the same subtlety as a forest fire, while good wine has much more smoothness and is infinitely more sensual and delightful… much much better for a good slow burn, and with wine, you don’t need to get “drunk” to feel the effect, small quantities can put you in a very sensitive and joyfull state : you get the same result at the end, but the journey is MUCH more enjoyable ;-)) So, pleeeeaaaaaze Zzzzzzzzzz, keep the pace slow, I just love it this way :-))
I really like the fact that, despite everything, it seems these two have been knowing each other since forever. I mean, they seem so comfortable in each other’s company. I love their witty yet sensual banter. This is just delightful. By the way, I confess if I were Bette and didn’t know Helena, I could have never told Helena was older than 28 just by looking at her ( but I guess that’s just me. LOL ! ). Now I have a request, if I may, can we please have the long version of Helena’story ? Perhaps later into the story ? Oh, and of course I’d like to learn more about Bette’s past as well. I mean, you can’t leave it up to Alice to reveal Bette’s whole story, can you now ? LOL ! Lovely chapter, Z. You’re so bloody talented ! Thank you, thank you, thank you.
another interlude of exquisite simmering soon please? Oh my, only minutes after meeting, they are on the couch,touching,intimately caressing each other..but it just feels so right with them, like, as said, they have known each other forever and have wanted each other forever…I don’t know how they are able to restrain themselves, really I don’t. Perhaps a well placed drop of wine would lend itself to silky skin, shivering as it aches for the warmth of the completing tongue? what would please that tongue more?
Hello Z, I have just caught up with the last few chapters of this wonderful writing. I adore the game of Cat and Mouse that Bette and Helena are playing. Their tactics are awesome. A step forwad then back, to the side and then return. The tension and heat between them is intense so I can’t wait to see how it all plays ouot. As always your wise words pull me into this universe and allow me the great pleasure of witnessing a master at work. Thank you for this delight. Your Loyal Fan.
LOL…hold on there tonto…hysterical…loved it!!
I want, I want, I want…a no tease zheese, ah but the slow burn is so sweet and hot…
Such a tease! Love their playful banter. Pls continue Z…
Z babe you’re such a big tease, leaving us hanging chapter after chapter and the bad thing is : you know we keep coming back for more. Please post soon!
you are really killing me with this.. i really enjoy your story and can’t wait to see what happens with these two women. thanks and pps!
Ok, I’m seriously not a Belena fan, but I’m loving their banter back and forth. But, you’re killing me with this snail’s pace, zheese!!! Just kidding. PPS
That is gonna be the shortest story in history.