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    Snowstorm

    With droplets of water still glistening their skin they lay side by side on the bed, kissing and touching as soft hands slowly explored. Bette taking her time this time around, eager not to rush, to remember and savour.

    “I take it we’re not going to the opening?” Helena asked, grinning into Bette’s mouth as she kissed her,

    “There’s two feet of snow outside!” Bette chuckled, “You said it yourself!”

    Helena pulled her in, “I know. I was just checking.” She slid her thigh between Bette’s legs, rolling them both.

    Bette groaned and pressed herself hard against Helena’s thigh, showing her eagerness. Helena took it as a sign to touch her, to start a better exploration, sliding her hand down Bette’s naked belly and undoing the loose tie on the robe as she went.

    Bette whimpered a little and brought her hips to meet Helena’s hand, savouring that first touch. Helena simply smiled into it, Bette’s moisture covering her hand as she swept gently up and down, rubbing her clit with her palm and teasing the sensitive skin around Bette’s opening.

    “Oh Fuck …”

    Helena couldn’t tell if she’d actually said it or not, she knew Bette’s mouth opened, she just couldn’t be sure if any words actually came out. Bette’s head fell back against the pillows as she rolled her hips in tune with Helena’s steady hand.

    Then Helena kissed her, first on her lips then her chest, moving down to her breast where she spent long minutes teasing and licking and rolling her tongue around the soft tender peaks. Hearing Bette whimper and tug with her hands in Helena’s hair as she did so.

    Pretty soon it was painful to not have Helena touching her harder, the soft stroking too tantalising as Helena almost made Bette come with her tongue against her nipples, flicking back and forth and sending huge jolts of electricity running through her insides.

    “Please …” Bette begged, “Please … I need you inside.”

    Helena smiled at her. Her hand already knew that, her body could sense the way Bette tried to wrap herself around, peeling herself inside out so that Helena could reach in and touch every part of her.

    Comments

    1. Gee, JKS, judging from the comments this sounds sizzling. Pity I have to get up early and spend the ENTIRE day (and into the evening) at a review course. Read you tomorrow.

    2. Sorry I went to bed early and missed this one last night when it was posted! My response is (excuse my language): Holy f*cking shit! That was really really really really really good! Heheh…Lovedit!!! Don’t quite understand some comments above…referring to JKS…it’s making me think I’m in the twilight zone! Couch, could you twist hb’s arm some more? I’ll pay ya…I’ll pay ya good! hee hee :)

    3. goodness gracious me. That was all a bit sultry for these northern climes, but heck, I’ll take whatever heat I can get. That was quite the treat, sofa + hb. You two must continue doing these… thanks

    4. “Helena sat across from her in her underpants” Good for Helena and her underpants! When in Rome, eh? I know this is fiction, because after schlepping all that nasty, schmutzy slush into the back of the limo, somehow the floor is nice and clean. I think they’d both have to admit that the car ride and the hotel room were better than some exhibit. Ah yeah, big snowstorms in NYC, leaving days of snow mountains (in deepening shades of gray) and slush lakes at every intersection for days to come. Beautiful.

    5. Well,well,well look what we have here. Girls I am scared of you.Not only did you take these two to another level. But you do know that you must do this again. You just can’t leave it like this. You have them doing things to each other,that needs to be express more. You know? Those things.

    6. Well I think you might have started some fires with this one ladies… hehe… so yeah this is that thing you were talking about… ummmm… yeah like… WOW… yeah… its kinda like this and like that… oh by the by was the movie called “Naissance des pieuvres”… Wow… that was like freaking awesome… and well yeah… fires need to be put out before you start setting any more… hmmmmm… love ya both… and well we shall talk to you both real soon… Justin (did you finish writing this in the car… LOL)

    7. Love your B& H smutfests, love your smutfests!! You guys rock! They are so hot and so loving and so hot and so gorgeously beautiful, and did I say hot? Speaking of hot, do they not have heat in the limo or in the hotel room? Oh how I would like to be rich and just saunter up to my room at the Ritz with a beautiful woman. I could live with that! Here are my 2 cents, I don’t like the “c” word either and hb I am one of those who don’t have, anymore also. How are you doing sweetie? Sofa, you are English, what is a bin lorry? Necking in regard to tea and not kissing???A LOYAL fan…..

    8. Yeah . what toby4ever said. However it is always a pleasure to read your collaboration. I bet there is a perfectly good reason why there is a p hause between writing and posting hehe;-)

    9. Wow, I have to say I always secretly thought while Tina was with Henry that Helena and Bette could make a good, loving sincere [with hot sex] couple. But i will also voice my fear, that something crazy like that [Tina cheating with Sam] is something that could happen in Season Six.. and that would be devastating. It was however, really hot, really believable for the two of their characters.. and i would like to see more!

    10. What a nice way to wake up. At first in the limo I thought, “Oh my!”. Then in the hotel room hottedness(Is that a word?) I thought “OH MY”. Then the poetry quoting as she…well, you know…I thought “OH MY FUCKING GOD”….OH MY, OH MY, OH MY…I am inspired again….in more ways that one.. ;-)…Whew!!!

    11. BTW….”Cunt” very interesting word. I had lenghty debated once with LOBO. It is such a strong word, evoking such strong emotions….Jury is still out for me. I like it as an option, kind of dirty, kind of crude, yet mentally I can’t use it yet. Does that make sense…..And another thing… Did I say “OH MY!”? That colaboration was fucking hawt….

    12. Oh good Lord! That was too friggin hot!! Those two are just insanely sexy with all of that alpha-ness, that confidence, that British accent, those seriously sumptuous bodies… Damn! I need a cold shower! Trust, you won’t hear any complaints if you two get together and write more one-offs with these two beautiful, brilliant, brunettes. God, I love brunettes! Another one, please??????????

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