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    A Thin Line – Chpt 7

    She stepped away and walked off, saying, “We better go, Bette. It’ll be dark before we know it.”

    Was she strategically and purposely forcing me to make the first move?

    “I’m right behind you,” I assured her.

    As we walked along the beach, I was surprised at how easily and spontaneously our conversation flowed. There was no decipherable strain. We discussed her interest in the culinary arts and my interest in the cultural arts. We talked about my knowledge of wine. English boarding schools. And traveling abroad. We touched on the work of different philanthropic organizations. And the movement of the tides. And the beauty of the seagulls. We picked up the incidental seashell and, examining it in the dimming light, marveled at the intricacy of natural design. I was having fun for the first time in a long time. We laughed and occasionally nudged each other jokingly as we walked side by side.

    All too soon, as we made our way back to Helena’s beach house, it grew dark.

    “I should begin preparing dinner,” she said. “Are you hungry?”

    She started to veer towards the steps that led up to her deck. I stopped abruptly and reached to grab her hand and to pull her back to me in the darkness. “Wait,” I whispered.

    My heart was pounding. I could no longer resist. Startled at the touch of my hand wrapped around hers, she turned.

    She walked the few steps back to me, asking, “What is it, Bette?”

    Again, I found myself inches from her face. She stood there, looking at me imploringly, just like two nights ago, on the dance floor.

    “I’m going to melt here, looking into your eyes.” I hesitated for only a moment. “I want to hold you, to kiss you,” I said as softly as I could.

    “Don’t ask my permission, Bette,” Helena whispered, her mouth moving towards mine.

    I moved my head slightly, to catch her cheek caressing mine. She let go of my hand and wrapped her arms around me. The side of her face rested against mine. And I pulled her closer. I felt her hand in my hair on the back of my head. Her tongue licked my earlobe, and inside my ear. I ran my hands up and down her back, and caressed her ass.

    “Kiss me!” I pled in a whisper. In the darkness. With the sound of the ocean roaring in the background.

    Helena gently nibbled my ear and licked it one last time. I felt the gentle movement of her cheek against mine again. Her mouth brushed against my face, making its way to my eager lips. Anticipating her approach, I opened my mouth to welcome her tongue with mine. When we met, it was nothing less than unbridled passion. Our lips pressed hard against each other’s. We sucked each other. And our tongues danced and fought, played and roamed. Our breathing became heavy and I pulled her even tighter. Simultaneously, our nipples hardened, and I moved my hand from her ass to cup my hand around her breast and to tease her nipple with my thumb. She moaned as I ran my tongue along the side of her neck. I gently sucked and licked, just along her jaw line, below her ear.

    “Bette,” I heard her whisper.

    “Do you want me to stop?” I asked.

    “No.” She pulled away and unbuttoned her blouse. Unclasping her bra in the front, she swept away the cups of fabric.

    I don’t think I’d ever seen such exquisite beauty. Especially bathed in moonlight.

    I rubbed my palms, then my thumbs over her erect nipples. She thrust herself into my touch and moaned again. Bending down, I wrapped my lips around her areola and sucked on one breast while continuing to stroke the other nipple with my fingertips.

    I licked upwards, towards her mouth, and let my lips again engage in a passionate kiss as she pulled me closer still.

    Her lips let go of mine, allowing her to speak. She was breathing heavily, almost panting. As was I.

    “Please, let’s go inside,” Helena begged.

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

    Comments

    1. Great chapter as always. But now I really feel like Bette’s being with Helena because she want to be listened and wanted and Helena could give her this. Of course there’s physical attraction as well. But is it true love? I don’t know. But it’s always good to have someone when you’re in need or very vulnerable.

    2. HOTNESS!Tina, Tina, Tina .. it still makes me laugh, when I see how Tina just left Bette for Henry, in due time she will get her fair share of sufferin, until then bring on the Helebette

    3. oh god that was hot! i cant believe you stopped there. i am totally loving this, i personally feel helena is a far better match for bette than tina was. thank you for writing this, cant wait for more.

    4. ok ok ok……u cannot just stop like that…….er……i love this bette and helena storyline…..they would def make a good match……wowowwoowowow…….bring it on girlie…..i want some more…….

    5. Doing my very happy dance in the land of fan fiction!!! Who needs TV when we have beautiful and sexy stories to read & enjoy & treasure right here in the wonderful world of fan fiction. Excellent chapter and please, please continue soon. Thank you so very much for writing!!!!

    6. Well, now that I’ve picked my jaw off the floor I can properly review this. It’s funny because tonight I had a bit of free time and in that free time I found that I should reply to your message. So, I wrote that up in Notepad, because I have to reference your message to answer it and then I went on the site to post the reply. Lo and Behold, this lovely story was up. From a semi-rookie writing point of view, you are teaching me a lot. I am learning so much from your exquisite story…and oh my the way you write those two just makes me knees get weak. If only we could all go to our own little beach houses. I like how you worked that Bette had seen the house before, and the believability about having the custody battle with Angelica. I also like how you work the rogue curse into Bette’s point of views because often time she is a bit dirty-mouthed. I am so glad this finally happened to HelBette, Belena, Betelena…whatever, and I really can’t wait for more. :D

    7. Well, zheese, you left ’em wanting more. True for your characters, true for your readers. I have to go now and sharpen my sommelier skills, cause I want to land an heiress. Decant me, baby!

    8. You are getting there, Love these two together. We really need to have more fun and a lot more loving. Let Tina do her thing with her boy toy Bet Bette has the most fun. thanks

    9. i really like your style – its working well for the story and the characters show through clearly. ( I’m up to date now!) & looking foward to the next installment

    10. OMG, you are so evil!…I’m just catching up and I couldn’t leave without leaving a comment (wich I almost never do)’cause this story is just beautifuly written… I’m really hooked up this time (damm it). Honestly, you have a talent. Now keep posting, and soon!!!

    11. I was thrilled to see that u had posted, zheese… Another lovely chapter but my god wasn’t that hot!!! … pls don’t leave us like this ..post soon! ^_^

    12. Zheese, Finally some love action between Bette and Helena. And all it took was a moonlit stroll along the beach. Beautifully written, capturing all of the anticipation and longing that both Bette and Helena have tried to deny and dissuade. You can’t stop there and leave me waiting for the comsummation of this potentially powerful partnership. Your story is based on equals meeting and reacting to each others needs and demands. Brilliant and most entertaining. Thank you for this gift, Your Loyal Fan.

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