Before she allowed herself to become too inundated with visions of the past, Carmen resolved to turn her focus toward more pleasurable thoughts, such as that of the woman laying next to her.  She hadn’t yet admitted it to herself, but she was becoming more and more attached to Helena and now felt as though she might be falling in love with her as well.  She told herself how ridiculous a notion that was since she and Helena hadn’t even kissed.  As if hearing her thoughts, Helena began to stir.  Carmen’s hand still rested on Helena’s arm and she resumed the light stroking of the skin beneath her fingers.

“Mmm…that feels nice,” purred a still drowsy Helena.  In contradiction of her words, Helena reached up and stayed Carmen’s hand, drawing it around to her front and hugging Carmen into her.  Instinctually, Carmen shimmied even closer to Helena, her pelvis now in direct contact with Helena’s ass as her face nuzzled into the soft tresses of her cascading mane.  Carmen inhaled deeply, capturing Helena’s unique fragrance—a combination of spice and delicate floral scents.  She propped herself up on her elbow and with her free hand, swept Helena’s hair to the side.  Without hesitation, she planted a tender kiss on the back of her neck.  Helena felt a tingle race through her body.  She slowly rolled over to face Carmen and their eyes locked.  In Carmen’s face, Helena read desire, confidence, and adoration.  Reflected back at Carmen were these same sentiments mixed with trepidation.  Carmen sensed the fear Helena felt and as if to reassure her, she reached up and caressed her friend’s face.  Soon her fingers landed upon Helena’s lips.   In response Helena slightly parted them and Carmen moved her face closer to Helena’s to replace her fingers with her own lips.  Helena closed her eyes to savor the softest of kisses.  Carmen parted her lips further and extended her tongue to lick Helena’s lips.  She, too, opened her mouth, inviting Carmen’s tongue to mingle with her own.  The two women kissed hungrily, breathlessly.  Each woman’s heart raced with excitement as she enjoyed the alternating smooth and rough textures of the other’s tongue in her mouth.  Every once in a while, Carmen moved her tongue along the inside of Helena’s upper lip, driving her mad with desire.  The electrical sensation that originated with this action travelled through Helena’s body and settled in her clit which seemed to jump to life.  She began to gyrate her hips against Carmen’s in an attempt to relieve the dull ache she now felt in her throbbing clit.  Carmen responded in kind as her hands journeyed up and down Helena’s body. She grasped the back of her head, her fingers weaving through Helena’s curls.  She pulled away, regrettably, to gasp for air.  With chests heaving, catching their breath, each woman searched the other’s eyes.  What were they looking for?  Permission to proceed?  Recognition of the significance of this moment?  Carmen eventually broke the silence.