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A Thin Line – Chpt 30
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Hearing me approach, Helena turned her head to greet me.
“Good morning, Darling. Did you sleep well?” she asked, smiling brightly.
“Good morning,” I smiled.
Walking up behind her, I pressed my body against her back, nuzzled my face into her neck, kissed her, and folded my arms across her chest. Helena tilted her head back, and to the side, as I nibbled her neck.
“You’re hungry this morning,” she observed quietly.
“Yes, very,” I said softly, sucking her earlobe. “I missed you when you weren’t there next to me when I awoke.”
“I’m sorry, Darling. I didn’t want to wake you. I thought I’d make us a light breakfast. In fact, I was just getting ready to bring a tray into you in bed,” Helena replied sweetly. I rested my chin on her shoulder and looked down at the honeydew and cantaloupe she had been cutting into a bowl. “I also have bagels and cream cheese. And I brewed some tea,” she continued, caressing her cheek with mine. My hands lifted her shirt and tenderly rubbed the soft skin of her midriff.
“It looks marvelous, but I was thinking more along the lines of berries and cream,” I whispered into her ear.
Turning to face me, a surprised look on her face, she replied, “But, Darling, I don’t believe I have any…”
I stroked my fingers over her nipples. “These berries,” I said softly, with a mischievous grin. “And this cream,” I continued, as I ran one hand down her front and slipped it under her waistband and between her folds.
Helena closed her eyes. “Oh, God, Bette,” she breathed, her lips reaching for mine.
Our mouths kissed as I clasped the hem of her top and began to lift it up. Helena pulled her lips from mine and raised her arms. The top quickly found its way over her head and onto the floor.
I smiled as I caressed my fingers over her hardened nipples, so sweet, and ripe, and succulent looking. I took them in my mouth, first one, then the other, as Helena moaned and arched her back, pushing herself more deeply into me.
“Your tongue should be registered as a lethal weapon,” Helena growled. “You are killing me with it.”
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Moms have this special gene that let’s them know all and see all even before it happens. zheese, excellent chapter. I hope your distraction is a good distraction.
Yeah! How does Peggy know everything? It’s kinda creepy. Why do I have the uncomfortable feeling it’s NOT Peggy and NOT good news waiting at the other end of the ringing phone? If I were Helena, I’d consider turning the beach house into a fortress.
AAhh…THat was f*cking hot and I have to go now. can’t wait for more!
i sat in front of computer sipped coffee…and i almost sprinkled on the screen while I read page 2….damn hot…and i thought it worth a new screen and keyboard….hahaha…
oh damnnnn…”breakfast of champions”, now that’s priceless. whew…zheese, you’ve rendered me speechless…you dear chic are the CHAMPION Supreme!!!!
wow……..just…wow another amazing chapter, i’m comming back for seconds, lol
yay, that “sit on my face” phrase made my day (or rather night)… very good chapter, zheese, enjoyed it immensely (as always, by the way).
Did Peggy plant cameras in the house? lol
Ahh, Peggy-Mother Yoda!
First let me say congrat on the award. And OMG this chapter was HOT!..Cold shower time. Post soon!!!!!!!!!!
Wow, that was hot! …”breakfast of champions”? LOL. Superb writing zheese. Thanks!
Damn zheese….every chapter is award winning & HOT!!
Thoughly enjoyed the chapter, as usual. Where can I order a breakfast like that?????????????????
Peggy does kow everything…..LOL!