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    Snowstorm

    Warm breath moved against her neck as Bette kissed every inch of exposed skin she could find.  The curves of Helena’s breasts were hidden from view, but Bette nuzzled them until she felt hardened nipples through thin fabric. Bette could feel every swipe of Helena’s tongue against her fingertips as a clenching ache between her thighs and she moaned again before pulling her hand away regretfully, replacing it with her mouth.

    The floor of the limo was cushioned and clean, Bette’s knees finding it easy to support her as she moved down in front of Helena. When their eyes met again, hands stroking absently, there was an openness to what was about to happen, which remained unspoken. Bette smiled and drew her hands along Helena’s thighs again, stroking her hips beneath her skirt, before tugging on her panties. When they came off, she lifted the material in her way up further.

    Helena nearly flew off the chair with the first touch of Bette’s lips to the line of her hips.  She could smell her own arousal and glanced down with hooded eyes to see Bette’s reaction to it. Gorgeous. Bette’s eyes were lust filled and her lips were swollen as they pressed to the short hairs just above Helena’s clit. She made a muffled sound of pleasure when she tasted Helena for the first time and pulled away to look as well, overwhelmed suddenly by all of the options in front of her. Helena’s thighs spread further, her hips rotated upward slightly, and Bette took the hint. 

    The only sounds in the back of the limo now were of Bette’s hummed pleasure and the sounds her lips and tongue made.  Helena was quiet at first, having given herself over to someone who obviously knew exactly what she was doing, but then as her desire mounted, so too did her voice. Soon Bette’s hand came back up to touch her lips, this time giving her a knuckle to clamp down on when she came, nearly hard enough to buck the mouth still eagerly tasting her. 

    When Bette pulled away, she lowered Helena’s dress again, smiling into their kiss. Another glass of wine was poured while Bette finished the half glass she still had left.

    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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