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    Reconciliation Part 20

    She began to fall to the side away from Helena’s mouth only to find Helena followed her continuing her seductive contact on her swollen sensitive core. “Jesus!” cried Dylan as she tried to push Helena from her.

    Helena came off her briefly and asked, “Have you had enough? Is that all you have for me? Are you a lightweight?” She continued her teasing as she kissed the soft sensitive skin of Dylan’s thighs. “Two years later and you are quitting on me already.”

     Dylan laid on her side, closed her legs and panted, “I am not a lightweight. Fuck! Just give me a minute. Jeez!”

    Helena laughed and curled behind Dylan and kissed her across her shoulder and back. Dylan turned to face Helena, held her face and kissed her deeply. With a soft voice, just barely above a whisper she professed, “I dreamt of you frequently but this is more than I could imagine. Call me crazy but I’ve missed you in my life. I love you. I know I will forever.”

    Helena’s heartbeat quickened, she caressed Dylan face and studied her eyes. She could see warmth and love in them. She had to admit she missed the intensity of Dylan’s eyes. She was afraid to proclaim the love she was feeling. She wondered was it love or was it just the moment. She was leery of making the mistakes she had in the past in mistaking sex for love. “Dylan how can you be so sure. We hardly know each other. You just had an orgasm and probably an incredible orgasm from the look in your eyes. I think you might just be feeling that magic.”

    “I don’t think so.” Dylan chuckled and kissed Helena on the nose, “I would feel this way if you didn’t just blow my mind with your lingual skills.” She brushed hair off Helena’s face and continued. “I’ve felt it since I left that meeting room when I couldn’t deny that I loved you. I felt it when I saw you again at the Planet for the first time after all these years. I wanted so much to hold you and say ‘I’m sorry’. I felt it when I called you that night and you didn’t want to talk to me. I really felt it when you stumbled on me in that restroom of your restaurant. I had so many flashbacks about that day you told me nobody had ever made you so wet and that night we made love for the first time. Yes, I’ll call it making love because it was for me. It was so much love for me.”

    “It was for me too. It was one of the most special nights of my life.”

    “Helena, I hope you can forgive me for my mistake.”

    Helena rolled on top of Dylan, stroked the side of face with the back of her hand and kissed her lips gently, “I do. We’ve both lost a lot because of it. I can’t hold my grudge forever. It hasn’t been good for me.”

    Dylan ran her fingers through Helena’s hair and pulled her if for a slow, deep, yearning, passionate kiss that reset the arousal of her body. With her other hand she ran it down Helena’s back and over her buttocks. Helena began to slowly gyrate against Dylan. “Do you think you can go again?”

    Dylan grinded back against Helena. “Uh huh!”

    “Good”, moaned Helena as she felt her own arousal increasing.

    She began to work her way down Dylan’s body only to be stopped by Dylan, “No”, who began to grind hard against Helena.

    Helena picked up cue and slipped a leg between Dylan’s. They began a dance against each other to music of one of the songs that played in the background. Dylan held Helena’s face and brought her in for a deep kiss. As she felt her orgasm approaching she groaned, “I love you Helena. Oh Fuck! I love you.”

    Helena’s arousal intensified as Dylan made her confessions and came off her climactic explosions. She moaned as her orgasms ran though her body and out of her clit. She moaned the name of the woman she only recently accepted back in her life and surprisingly now in her bed in the most intimate of ways. “Dylan, I… Fuck…Oh God!!”

    They laid together, spent from their orgasmic experiences and out of breath. Dylan caressed Helena’s face and responded, “I know.”

    Helena giggled, “That was good.”

    Dylan smiled, “I know that too. Thank you.”

    They drifted off to sleep in each other’s arms. Throughout the night they would wake and shift but never did they lose contact with each other.

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    Comments

    1. What a gift! One more thing to be grateful for on Thanksgiving Day! YESSSSSS! Dylan’s reconciliation was definitely worth the wait. She’s so NOT a lightweight – Helena just doesn’t realize the power she wields over Dylan’s heart. I am worried about what the future holds but I love how you are presenting all the complexities of their relationship. I send hugs to you and the family Squirl! Happy Turkey Day!

    2. Any day is a day of thanksgiving when you ca read a beautifu chapter like this one. Just want to let everyone know I LOVE CHRISTMAS AN CHRISTMAS STORIES. i i GO TO rOYS IR uS JUST TO SEE THE JOY AND SMILEs ON THE LITTLE CHILDREN FACES. i;M CRAZY BUT JUST ONCE A YR.

    3. Hot. Steamy. Lovely. (: I quote, “Now that’s something to be thankful for”, and I don’t even celebrate Thanksgiving! Laughs. (: Absolutely mind-blowing chappie, Squirly-Whirly; it’s what you do best. PPS! (:

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