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Insight. Ch6
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Helena pulled away and sat back, teasing Bette’s nipples as Bette slid her underwear from her, discarding the skimpy white material to one side. She sighed as Helena got herself into position again, her arousal evident against Bette’s naked stomach.
“You like that?” Helena asked, rolling herself against Bette,
Bette groaned again, “Uh huh …”
“Put your hand here,” Helena instructed, taking Bette’s right hand and placing it palm up between her legs,
Bette did as instructed, her fingers feeling their way inside. Helena leant forwards on her forearms and smiled, her eyes slipping closed as she rocked slowly back and forth.
Bette watched her, her breasts dangling above Bette’s eyeline like a deliciously tempting treat, she craned her neck and sucked against one nipple and then the other, adding her thumb into the mix to rub against Helena’s clit.
“Oh …” Helena moaned, “that feels really good,”
Bette moved her fingers inside a little harder, feeling Helena’s moisture run out onto her hand. She added a third finger and then waited, checking to see it was ok.
“Don’t stop there,” Helena mumbled, “I need more of you …”
For a second, Bette paused, then did as instructed and added a fourth, half of her hand now curled round inside the sad, mysterious woman.
“Oh Fuck …” Helena rode her hand hard. Already wet and aroused from the second she first started making love to Bette with her mouth.
Bette intensified her efforts and bit gently against Helena’s nipple, sucking it hard into her mouth and flicking the top back and forth with her tongue, Helena’s body jerking in response to the motion,
“Fuck … just like that … fuck …”
Helena’s words tailed off, her mouth open wide, her eyes closed tight. She gripped her fingers into a ball and silently cried out, pulling her breasts away and leaning in to kiss Bette as she came.
Bette felt the erotic sensation of hearing Helena come inside her mouth, their bodies joined together in every possible way. She slowed her fingers to a more loving, gentle rhythm, waiting for Helena to tell her when to stop.
Helena pulled away and kissed her over and over, covering Bette’s face in a delighted spree of lovingness. Before she collapsed against her on the bed and whispered, “You can stop now,”
Bette stilled her efforts and held her, their legs entwined together slowly rubbing and touching, not able to pull away quite yet.
They watched each other intermittently as they dozed, each wondering, questioning, asking repeatedly where it was that the other had come from, so suddenly into their life.
Bette opened her eyes again to find Helena staring back at her, softly stroking her face and peering deeply as if to discover what it was that she was looking for.
“You are extraordinarily beautiful,” Helena stated, causing Bette to blush and shy away. “What?” she questioned, “what? I mean it!”
Bette grinned, “Thanks, you’re not so bad yourself,”
Helena backed away and sat up, stretching and yawning as if preparing herself to get up.
“You’re not going are you?” Bette asked, her heart rate instantly increasing.
“I have to,” Helena replied, scanning the bedroom floor for her underwear, “I have an appointment in half an hour.”
“What appointment?” Bette demanded, her expression growing darker as she supposed it to be an excuse to run away again. She watched Helena refasten her bra and begin with the buttons on her shirt.
“With my psychiatrist,” Helena replied, not remotely embarrassed to do so. She crept across the bed, leaning in to kiss Bette where she lay, “and if I don’t go, then the men with the crazy suits will be here to take me … so I best get going,”
Bette nodded, slightly stunned, “Okay …”
Helena slid her knee between Bette’s thighs and pressed in hard to where her mouth had been, “My psychiatrist is pretty hot …” she whispered hoarsely, her hot breath tickling Bette’s earlobe, “sometimes I sit and watch her cross and uncross her legs and imagine that she isn’t wearing any panties underneath …”
Bette exhaled quickly and coughed a little, she stared up at Helena, “You haven’t …?”
Helena sat back and giggled, relieving the pressure she applied, “Of course not, she’s my psychiatrist,” she added, putting on her best doctorly impression, “we have a ‘therapeutic’ relationship only,”
Bette chuckled, not buying Helena’s innocence for a minute, “But if you didn’t?”
Helena shrugged, “I’m only human …”
tbc …
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OooOOOOOo HELENA!!!! Okay, you nailed that one Sofa. The therapist whose patients ends up with a crush. Uh huh. Nuff said. *blushing* Er…anyway, once again you provided a SMOKING HOT chapter. I can see why you needed a bucket of cold stuff. Got room for me own head? LOL!!! This line….””Fuck …” Bette exhaled, craning herself up onto her elbows to take a better look.” THAT IS SOOOOO explicitly true and typical. So true to life girl. Loving every minute of it! Thanks. * waving to Hele* Oh BTW, your questions to her in the Spotlight…*high fives Sofa* VERY VERY good, and so cute to see those occasional bashful responses. HEE HEE
up to now, been a silent reader on this one, cuz i assumed it was going the Belena route & i just don’t know what to say about them, even though i have found this story interesting….some people say they know where you’re going with this, i’ll admit i haven’t the foggiest, but am enjoying the ride even if i sometimes have a confused look on my face ;) oh and this was just….thud, SO hot – based on your description, i had the image of bette in that black dress from s4 at the awful mixer party, i don’t think the dress she was in was a wrap style, but it looked like it should have been….anyway Thx & PPS
wow, what a hot chapter, i luv that i have absolutely no idea what is going to happen with your story at anytime, can’t wait for more!!!!!
As today is the day, I doubt you’ll get RS here by midnight-they’ve gotten rather picky about those sonic booms. I’m so old I can recall we all thought sonic booms were cool. But then I’m also old enough not to be too concerned about the particular day. Whenever you can get her here will be fine. Or JB, that would be a nice present, too. Or RS AND JB-best of all! And when that day comes, I promise I won’t get all thinky. Helena certainly showed Bette the benefits of leaving thinky behind.
ONFG U out did yourself there…and Helena has thoughts about Dr ‘fuck me heels’ Kennard…oh wow…I’m totally sure Helena won’t resist that temptation!!!…bring it on!!!!!
Wow, that was hotter than hot! Smoking! Yeah, you’re making my day for a 6th day running and with an nc-17 too! you’re spoiling me like hell and I like it ;-) PPS!
Adorable as Helena may be…she might be bad business for Bette…this is the second time she has ditched work for Helena….but then again I would rather be lying of my back getting pleased by a beautiful brit then going to work.:)
Hey Sofa…you would be trying to slip a Belena story past me…would you? All these questions are starting to give me a headache. Throw me a bone…give me a hint…anything?????
HOT, HOT, HOT! I’m still trying to piece this together and figure out Helena’s disfunction, the sadness and self destructive bahavior. I’m no fan of Belena but this was…. wow!
You are such a naughty girl. Keep it up kiddo. Excellent update by the way. PPS!
Holy effing sh*t! I wasn’t expecting that! (Not that I’m complaining…heheh) But I still wanna know what’s wrong with Hel. Questions, questions, questions! I’m keeping my theories to myself tho…as something tells me…I’ll never figure it out. But right now she has a very irritating case of disappearingitis. Poor little rich girl. Sigh. You said in the beginning…10 chapters…um…I don’t believe you. Just please don’t abandon this story! Sigh. Sigh. Sigh. Gawwwwwwwwd, couch! You’re driving me crazy…I’m gonna end up on Dr. K’s sofa before this is all over pfffffft :P
Hot diggity, but that was ace… more, please. cheers
Funnyone is being rather selfish, she cant RS those green eyes are my weakness. she can have Jb. Hey that was very very good. The first time Bette has ever missed work. It still in the 80here so a cold shower,know one will know why. thanks
OMFG….Ok Sofa. I said I didn’t have time to read. Nope I don’t. But what did I do speed read through this story and WOAH!!!!! Ok… I am dying to get my work done so i can savor your work. Thanks for giving me the motivation to get my work done. What a nice reward this story will be.
You’ve left me a bit light-headed, sofa! Your NC-17s are always hot, but also so well-written and sensual. This story intrigues me because I have no idea where it’s going…. I’m just hangin’ on and looking out for Dr. Kennard.
Hmm, I’m feeling a tad lightheaded, maybe a slight buzz, umm, perhaps a bit warm so it must be time for next dose of Sudafed! ; )
that was delicious…and heartwrenching in a way, how intimate and yet far away they can be in this story. i worry for their little breakable hearts, and i don’t make demands of your genius dear, so the story shall go where it needs to. beautifully written…i’ll admit, my jaw fell more than once–ok, thoughout that entire second page, my mouth was opened slightly. i think i bit my tongue at one point by accident. you are, the most, most, most exquisite writer. among other things;) i desperately want the next three weeks to fly by so that you can rehearse this amazingly written scenes on a live…*ahem*…heh…back to the story. i love that i don’t know where this is going that it doesn’t follow the bullsh** conventions of the show, that it breaks so many boundaries. brilliant. want more;) xoxoxo babe
I so love this story… H is such a nut! A cool nut though! What drove her to therapy? PPS
helena:”my psychiatrist is pretty hot…” i second that…and sometimes i imagine her without panties, too. lol. great chappy but im wondering abt the hottie heels too
Damm Sofa, I just got caugh up on the last few chapters, I’m having trouble typing here, I think your at your hottie height. Thank you. Md
geeeeezus, sofa!!!! I’m not one to comment too much but I just had to. That was sooooo freaking hot and intense. I mean, I actually cringed a few times reading that. Great, great post, you’re a superb writer. On to the next!