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Reconciliation Part 17
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They looked at each other, held each other around the waist and swayed. Dylan smiled in response. “I just didn’t expect either.” After a minute of just staring at each other in the moon light, Dylan nodded towards the door and asked, “Should we go in?”
Helena shook off the trance she found herself in again and nodded. Lost in Dylan’s eyes softly she said, “Yes, we should. Dylan, I…” She stopped herself from continuing.
Dylan brushed away the hairs that had blown across Helena’s face and gently caressed Helena’s cheek. Staring into Helena’s eyes she asked, “I what?”
Helena looked away and took a deep breath. She wondered to herself, I what? Helena what were you about to say? She quickly came up with an answer. “I’m glad you are here. This feels good.”
Dylan held Helena tightly and said in her ear, “You can’t begin to know how good this feels for me.”
Helena turned and led Dylan into her house. Dylan looked around, examined the stylist but modest décor of the beach house and smiled. “This is different. This is more homey and less pretentious than your other place.”
“Do you like it?”
“I think it’s beautiful.” She then turned to Helena and smiled, “I think you are beautiful.”
Helena blushed and asked, “Are you hungry? I can have the restaurant send us up some food.”
Dylan looked at Helena and smiled wryly, “I’m very hungry but I don’t think your restaurant, as fine as it is, will satisfy it.”
Helena moved to stand in front of Dylan and tugged at her pant line. “What did you have in mind Ms Moreland? What will satisfy you?”
In one quick move Dylan pulled Helena’s blouse over her head. She had butterflies in her stomach as she admired the fit body that stood in front of her. She leaned to gently lick one of Helena’s nipples as she rolled the other and moaned, “You, only you.”
Helena closed her eyes and grabbed Dylan’s head and ran her fingers through Dylan’s hair. She flung her head back and moaned, “We were only supposed to her talking.”
Dylan gently pushed Helena back against the granite topped kitchen island and sucked on her neck, “We are talking.”
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Gosh this was hot but don’t tell me it’s over now? We need a lot more, right girls ? =)
The ladies were definitely not the only ones having fun! Woot Woot! Now that was some HOT lovin’. I think they need more time to reconcile though…once simply can’t be enough.
Wait, is this your happily ever after ending? ):
Squirly-Whirly, your stories always leave me a little breathless with my mouth slightly agap. You always manage to bring across so much passion with your words. This connection between Dylan and Helena is just so intense, and you’ve written it so beautifully. (: Just brilliant. ((: Can’t wait for your next chapter, babe! xoxo
It’s a good start, but I think they need much more reconciliation, perhaps not on a slab of granite and without any pants what so ever.
Oh Squirl, you had me with your authors notes and summary. This can NOT be the end, stop making rummers enui, and Squirl see whar funnyone wrote, I 2nd. that, can it be next Saturday yet? Thank you and Happy turkey day to you and yours. Md
What will happen with Raquel? I like Raquel.
Thud! Lo dies. I told you I’d have cardiac arrest.