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    Art of Love – Chpt 17

    “Mmm. Yes, definitely a talented tongue,” I announced softly, when I drew back.

    After taking another sip of wine, Bette leaned over me and set her glass on the nightstand, where the lamplight had been set to dim.

    Bette took my glass from my hand and set it next to hers. Then she pushed me back with her body pressing against me. Her hand held the back of my head. And she kissed me tenderly and long.

    She pulled back and looked into my eyes. Then she slipped her hand inside my robe over my breast, and gently maneuvered back the fabric to reveal my erect nipple. She looked down and caressed it with her fingertips.

    “Bette,” I breathed softly, my eyes closing. Her touch always titillated me.

    “I love you, Helena. Undress for me. Make love to me,” Bette whispered her requests.

    I smiled and nodded, and Bette rolled off of me onto her back.

    Standing next to the bed, I began to untie the knot in the sash of my robe.

    “No. Wait,” Bette said quickly.

    She nodded to the foot of the bed.

    “There. In front your painting,” Bette smiled.

    I strolled to the point where she had motioned and stopped, facing her.

    “Here?” I asked.

    “Mmm-hmm.”

    “Are you ready?” I grinned.

    Bette grinned back at me slyly and bent her knees, drawing them up. She spread her legs. And touched herself.

    “Fuck, Bette,” I gasped. My heart was pounding in my chest.

    “Are you turned on, Baby?” Bette asked quietly, still wearing that sly smile.

    “God, yes!” I exclaimed, working rapidly at untying the knot that held my robe closed.

    I tore the silk fabric off of me. Let it drop to the floor. And climbed onto the bed between Bette’s legs. Pressing my chest down onto hers, we kissed passionately.

    When I raised up, I straddled her and let my moisture rub against her skin. I rocked gently and Bette took my hands in hers, interlacing our fingers.

    “You’re so beautiful, Helena. You make me so wet,” Bette said softly.

    I let go of her hand and reached behind me, between her legs.

    “God, it’s like Lake Superior down there,” I jested.

    Bette laughed.

    “Come lay next to me, Sweetheart,” Bette asked.

    “Darling,” I said stretching out, “I thought you wanted me to make love to you.”

    Bette smiled as I rested my head on the pillow next to her and she wrapped her arms around me.

    “I do. But I just want to hold you right now,” she said, snuggling closer.

    We gazed into each other’s eyes.

    I caressed her face tenderly with my fingertips and leaned in to kiss her nose.

    “Bette?” I asked softly.

    “Hmm?” she responded, smoothing her hand over my hair and smiling.

    “Are you ready yet?” I whispered.

    “Ready for what, Sweetheart?”

    I took a deep breath.

    “Ready to make us a little more permanent?” I blurted out.

    The motion of Bette’s hand stopped abruptly against my hair.

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

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    Comments

    1. Yay! I love how you wrote ‘yikes’ as a summary- very apt! Hmm, will Bette say yes, i wonder. I hope she doesn’t pause tooo long, Helena will be totally crushed, no? :D Loved it as always zheese, don’t keep us waiting too long now, ok?

    2. Wow. That took my breath away! I wonder why Helena asked Bette that question so suddenly. Anything to do with the Baracuda I wonder? hehehe… I hope they’ve an honest discussion about it – no heartache! Anyways, I adore this fic as always, do continue! You’re just so romantic! :D

    3. You write such beautiful love scenes and you can send them to a screeching halt. I can smell the tires burning from here.Though it would be hot if they made this a little more permanent.

    4. hey zheese- of course i’m still reading, i just love this story. uh oh, way to be subtle Helena. Now what will Bette’s reactio be? And my favorite line form this chapter is ” cuddle my kitty….” just great.

    5. damn……damn…DAMN!!!!!!!! i leave my computer for a few weeks and i’ve missed the bomb?!?!?! man, i don’t believe it, tina’s gonna wig when she hears this and oh god………the honeymoon story……LMAO once again we all salute your brillance in writing zheese, so keep on doin it!!

    6. mmm Zheese baby you are killing us here, you can’t stop there !!! I hope Bette will say yes but than again I don’t think she’s ready yet and I’m sure there won’t be any love making or am I wrong??? PPS

    7. Catching up with your two last chapters and I can say I really missed reading your story. I love the passion, the playfulness and the tenderness they show to each other. But what a question to ask on a moment like that tss tss.

    8. so been away for a while but just caught up on everything i missed, i’ve said it before and i’ll say it again, i absolutely love the way you write! You have just got a such a fantastic way with words! Thank you so very much for writing! Looking forward to more!

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