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Genesis: Chapter 6
Shane she trailed the older woman watching the her ***** sway side to side all the way to the front door. Upon reaching the apartment Shane thrust the woman against the door and seized Graces lips roughly with domination and a bruising command. Grace had led long enough, now it was Shanes turn to hold her captive. She abruptly released her lips, and they both gasped for air. You going to invite me in? She grinned as she watched her beautiful chest rise and fall.
Grace turned away and fumbled briefly with the lock, feeling the warmth of Shanes body pressed tightly against her back side. Finally the two women crashed through the door both eager to quench each others thirst. They quickly made their way to the bedroom and Shane pushed her on to the bed, lips locked and tongues fighting.
As hard and fast as they both wanted it Shane slowed it down, grasping Graces blouse in her fingers she slowly drew it up over her head, and tossed it to the side taking note of the lack of bra, she grinned wickedly. Her gaze inched upward into the deep brown pools, willing the woman to be another. The short space between them evaporated in an instant of mutual desire, their lips meeting in a beckoning kiss. Grace feverishly maneuvered out of the rest of her ensemble and let her head fall back to her pillow as Shane worked her way down the womans glistening body.
Shanes fingers danced along her legs before spreading her thighs open and placing herself in between her legs. Grace could feel her arousal pumping downward in her body and she hitched her breath, anxious for Shanes next move. She was shocked when Shane moved her way back up her body to her left breast, kissing and teasing it in a series of concentric circles making her way up the mound to the peak. Shane placed the tip of her tongue ever so lightly on the brunettes nipple, and began to roll it around lazily, before beginning to flick her tongue back and forth over the rock hard dimond.
All the while Shane kept her hands busy, teasing and pinching Graces right nipple with one, and her left hands fingers continued its path moving inward toward her center. She pushed her fingers deeper and deeper in to the lovely folds of Graces lips, finding her target, she curled two fingers at the knuckles and pressed forward opening her and quickly opening her fingers as well.
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Yay!! You posted again! I was wondering when you would. I really like your story, its very creative and interesting. :)
Excellent witing and im so glad is a Shane fic for a change ;) I love your story!.
This was excellent….truly excellent!!!!
WOW!!! This chapter was devastatingly disturbing to read…you nailed the creepiness of being molested/raped…That was insane writing. I love this story. *huge hug*
yes yes!, damnit yes!
DAMM, your a awesome writer, I was in the dream with shane, you take us the readers with her. I love that shane can talk with Bette, I have wanted them to talk for the longest time, nobody lets them talk. You really have to post soon cause I want to know what the “job” is??