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Let It Happen – Chapter IV
The thudding of her heart was growing louder every second, and, as Bette felt Tina’s feathery touch trace up her back, she arched into the blonde. Her breasts were getting heavy, nipples more sensitive, and she began to imagine how her slow, long licks of Tina’s tongue, would go, down there, between the blonde’s bare, slender legs. She moaned at the thought. Bette anticipated the savory taste of her, and sucked slowly on the blonde’s lower lip. A wave of intense heat washed over her. She released one hand from the silky tresses, to slowly glide over Tina’s bare thigh, feeling goose bumps in the soft, silky skin there. She was pushing upward …
The loud sound of the Notre Dame’s bells suddenly began to peal, to signal the noon hour. The peal of church bells, jarring and unexpected, were loud enough to penetrate the fog of desire enveloping the two, and from somewhere deep in her mind Bette’s consciousness began to prick. Feeling guilty about giving in to Tina’ touch, and for succumbing to the kiss, she slowly released her hold, untangling her fingers from the silky tresses she had grasped and twisted during the hungry kiss they exchanged. She reluctantly withdrew from the kiss.
“T… T… ”she whispered, trying to prompt Tina to similarly return to reality.
Mmmmm….? Tina asked, while adjusting her kiss from the deep, hungry one she started as Bette withdrew, to soft gentle kisses on the brunette’s trembling lips.
“T…let’s just try to slow things down, ok?,” Bette asked hesitatingly, still panting and breathless from the unexpected kiss.
Tina stopped her feathery kisses, retreated a little, and leaned her head back with a teasing smile.
”Am I going too fast for Bette Porter?,” she asked with arched eyebrows. ”Never thought I’d hear that,” she teased.
Bette laughed at the hidden meaning, and light jab.
”Why, what have you heard?,” she asked.
”Oh nothing that I’m sure you’d be surprised about.”
”Like?”
”Like how you ”won” three of the four gorgeous women you and George went after, back in the day!”
“And the only one he won,” Tina continued, ”was the one he married. Supposedly he says although they’re divorced now, she continues to compare him to you when she has a point to make. Like: ” I wonder what would have happened if I’d gone for Bette instead of you…””
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Therese_Belivet says
An other marvellous chapter, full of emotions and feelings, with your delicacy signature…
Right now, facing dark shadows in my little life, it’s my medication and, more, a priceless bit of blue sky in my inside rainy day…
I can only hope you’ll read that, for I’m such a late reader of this story of yours, but anyway I’ll keep it with my favourite TIbette stories !
Thank you, really.
A.
skydancer says
Again, apologies for the delay. I was unplugged for quite a while as I mentioned to you in another reply.
Am glad you found my stories to be “a bit of blue sky.” I hope you find the other stories later on to be as light.
keep well,
S