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    Magnetism

    “You don’t know how badly I’ve wanted you. It’s been hell for me all these months. Bette you’re sure this is what you want? There‘s no turning back.”

    “Yes,” Bette whispered, trembling with passion against her.

    “You’re not going to regret it in the morning?”

    “Probably, but it doesn’t matter. Make love to me, Helena. Please.”

    “Yes……I will…..all night, if you want. Spread your legs for me. Sweetheart. Yes like that. You’re so beautiful, so soft…..Let me stroke you with my warmth……Make you cum.”

    Helena’s hand found her, cupped her mound, rested there gently for a moment. At her touch, Bette’s breath caught in her throat and then a low moan issued from her lips.

    Helena kissed her hungrily again, swallowing the sound and breath. Her tongue plunged into Bette’s mouth as her fingers slid deep inside her, only to withdrew, then push into her again. And again. And all the while, her thumb moved on the little bud concealed in the fragile petals of her, stroking, teasing, making her long to be filled by her.

    Instinctively Bette writhed and strained against Helena, unable to think. A mass of sensation, desire, breathless.

    She clutched Helena to her, her palms slipping down her sweat-sheened back and buttocks, tracing curves that bunched and quivered beneath her palms. Wordlessly, Bette tried to tell Helena of her need, bucking against her hand.

    Helena ignored this silent plea, continuing to torment her. Lowering her head to Bette’s breast, she took her nipple between her lips, sucking greedily, while her hand continued to fondle her.

    “Inside me……..Inside me…..”

    Spiraling unendurable pressure built steadily within Bette. Higher, higher, a white hot flood that could no longer be contained burst inside her, rushing through her in a wave after wave of pleasure that left Bette gasping and crying out.

    “Yeah……yeah……ooh…..ooh….yeah!”

    Waiting for that moment Helena drove her tongue deep down into her, piercing her to the core.

    Helena began to thrust in and out of her, hands grasping Bette’s buttocks. Bette arched her hips to meet Helena’s mouth, wrapping her legs around her neck, enfolding her, taking Helena deep inside her, pounding, riding the high waves cresting through her body.

    Knowing that Bette achieved her peak, Helena sought her own. She positioned herself above Bette, powerful muscles in her arms flexing as she pressed her hard clit against Bette’s.

    “Can’t you feel…….my sadness……inside me……Can you feel…….so deep…” Helena moaned.

    Helena was rough and urgent now, her fingers tightening upon Bette bruising as she shuddered long and hard against her. Then Helena collapsed on top of her, face buried in Bette’s hair, panting in Bette’s ear “I‘ve always wanted you.”

     

     

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    Comments

    1. Now that the story has been written, when will the dream become a reality? Tell me Succulent1, how long do I have to wait? ;-))) BTW, beautiful chapter.

    2. *PANTING*, please let me breathe again, what the fuck, what was that!.Succulent, this is SO NOT THE END, we want allow it, do you hear. I’ll give a 5er of course.

    3. whoa hot damn!!! very very delicious, Succulent! totally glossed over the song..was a bit preoccupied with ‘..higher, higher, a white hot flood that could no longer be contained burst inside her’….*start panting again* Thanks, hope u do write more of the same…

    4. You’ve always enjoyed tormenting us in one way or the other, and suckers that we are, we keep coming back for more. Why, cos your awesome. You so cannot just leave it there. I’m with the others in regards to the song. Song, what song, I was too busy with other things.

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