“I was thinking the same thing.  I am fucking beautiful.”

“Cocky bitch.”

”You’re sexy when you hate me.” She pushed her into the bedroom and onto the bed.

Hands were everywhere and hearts were pounding.  Lips were entangled.  Sweat was forming and bodies were colliding in ways neither woman had ever felt.  Helena was amazed at how much moisture was being created between her thighs by just this sensual dance that they had crafted.

Bette’s skin was on fire now and she wanted so badly for Helena to touch her.

Helena’s hand roamed down her body as her lips descended on Bette’s nipple.  Her tongue ran circles, whipped, maneuvered the hardened nipple and caused Bette to groan.  Her other hand moved further down her body to her thighs.

“I want to see how much you want me.”

Bette opened her thighs to Helena and let Helena find her way in between them.  Running her hand up Bette’s thigh, she felt the liquid that had run down her leg.

“Touch me.”

“You don’t have to ask or tell me twice.”  Her fingers opened her and intruded.

Slowly, almost meticulously, Helena’s fingers began a tugging and turning motion.  In turn Bette’s hips were set into a matching motion of grinds and turns.  Helena liked what she was creating: the moans, the groans, and heavy breathing.  But what she didn’t expect was for Bette to slide her hand towards her.

She felt her soft fingertips approaching her, but she was helpless to stop her as two fingers entered her sharply.

She lifted her body allowing for her breast to dangle in front of her face.  Bette’s mouth caught one of her nipples between her teeth, with enough force to make Helena yelp, but not enough to hurt her or scar her for life.

“Jesus…Christ….” Helena had never been fucked so roughly or so ferociously before this night.  She knew she wanted more of it, “More Bette, more.”

Bette responded by inserting another finger inside her partner for the evening.  Helena countered by doing the same for Bette, both women stimulating the other’s clit with their thumbs.  Their muscles contracted at the same time.

Helena’s free hand began a rhythm against Bette’s breast, operating her nipple in a circular motion.  She tended to one breast for a while before switching and then switching back again.  Bette followed those same motions with her mouth on Helena’s succulent breasts.  Her other hand held Helena’s hips steady.

Bette felt Helena shudder against her.  The look in Helena’s eyes, made her body react in a similar fashion.

“Oh…God…” Bette groaned, almost inaudibly, against Helena’s breast.  This was the first time in a long time that Bette’s mind wasn’t preoccupied with thoughts of guilt and Tina.  She was actually thinking about herself and how good it felt to be wanted and desired.

“Fuckin’ shit…” Helena felt as if she was dying and going to heaven.  She was in so much trouble now, as she looked down into Bette’s eyes.

This was always Helena’s downfall, looking into a woman’s eyes as they made love.  She could fall in love with just that, whether she was in love with them for the night or for a lifetime.  She could feel it now as they climaxed against one another.

~

Helena woke up the next morning to an empty bed.  She rubbed the spot where Bette was laying the night before, still wrinkled from her body but cold from her absence.  She could hear noises in the bathroom and she knew that Bette was still there.

She emerged from the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her.  She dropped the towel and picked up the clothes that she wore the night before.

“Leaving so soon?”

“I have a plane to catch to LA.”

“That’s unfortunate.  I was looking forward to possibly spending the day with you.” She said with a lopsided grin.

“Can’t say that I’ll miss you, but I sincerely hope you take care of yourself.” Bette said.  Helena heard the sarcasm in Bette’s voice, but she wasn’t sure which statement it was applied to.

She grabbed her purse and exited the hotel.  She sighed softly and rolled over in the bed.  Grabbing for the phone resting on the table, she dialed a number.

“Hi, yes…I’d like to place a flight reservation for this evening…to Los Angeles.”