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    Dance With Us 7

    Helena (shaking her head): Don’t you bloody fucking dare, think you can come in, save my bum; kiss me senseless then up and leave…

    Tina (discreetly leaving only to meet Bette coming in): Hi.

    Bette (laughing): Come on. Everyone’s in the pool…

    Tina (pressing her against the counter; the black swimsuit didn’t leave much to the imagination): Shh (pressing her lips to Bette’s and smiling as Bette turned them so now she was pinned to the counter.) Fuck (she was set on the counter and Bette was already reaching between her legs.)

    Bette (groaning): I know that’s for me and that’s not the pool water. (Nipping Tina’s ear) spread your legs…

    Tina (protesting): Baby any one can walk in here (wincing as she heard a loud thud, followed by repetitive banging.)  

    Bette (reaching for Tina’s swimsuit tie): Great minds think alike.  

    Tina (tilting her head back; leaning on her arms): Honey…

    Bette (pressing her finger to her lips): Shh…

    Living Room
    Dylan (her hands cupping Helena’s breasts; Helena’s hand teasing bare flesh; their breathing shallow and ragged): Lena…

    Helena (grinding): I want you to fuck me…

    Dylan (shaking her head): No. (Kissing her face, her lips) I am going to take my time and worship your body and beg, for your forgiveness.

    Helena (whimpering as soft lips and sharp teeth assaulted her neck setting every nerve ending on fire): If you don’t fuck me I won’t forgive you…

    Dylan (knowing it was an empty threat): You have no idea how bad I want to (wanting this; wanting her; no one could make her feel what Helena did) how bad I want you, but it’s too soon…

    Helena (as much as she was on fire, as much as she needed Dylan to love her she knew she was right although Dylan showing some sort of restraint proved what her heart had been telling her all along): Thank you

    Dylan (kissing her): You need your strength because when I do…
     
    Helena (grinding): Oh really what if I want to (whispering several suggestions in Dylan’s ear.)

    Dylan (throwing her head back): That is so unfair…

    Helena (kissing her; losing herself in that kiss; Dylan’s warm hands on cool flesh, squeezing her ass; ripping open Dylan’s t shirt, admiring the gorgeous tits, her mouth watering, leaning down and sucking her nipple through the lace fabric, Dylan’s hands in her hair pulling her away): Huh….

    Comments

    1. Loved every single word. My girl Dylan is in. Auntie Dylan. Helena bette hang on to her. She is a keeper. Everyone seems so happy that is the way I like it thanks

    2. Pot and booze, my type of party. It’s nice to have everyone paired off. Now, are Catherine and Dusty really done, or are they going to regroup and get Helena??? How about some action. PPS

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