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The Telling
I wanted to tell her that that wasn’t true, that she couldn’t possibly know that. As I opened my mouth to protest, she leaned forwards and pressed her lips against my own, catching me completely off guard. Of all the responses I had expected, or wanted, or needed, I could never have anticipated this. I felt my eyes fly open in shock as the electric touch of her mouth on mine lingered for a timeless moment before she pulled back. Looking into her eyes, I noticed how her pupils dilated, opening to allow the sensation to take hold. Eyes widening in surprise, we both stood for a second, just looking at one another. Just like the first time. I think neither of us dared even breathe in case we spoiled that perfect moment.
As I gazed into her eyes, I saw the realization of what she had done dawn in her face, spreading to the soft brown pools that were gazing so intently into my own. She regretted kissing me. She regretted getting so close to me, comforting me, revisiting that tenderness that had once dictated everything we did and said. Love was a much easier habit to break than the intimacies we had taken for granted; she could admit that she still loved me, but I could see in her face that physical contact was an admission that caused her some shame.
Before she could pull away, my old habits surfaced. To waste this moment would be foolish and I knew that if I didn’t try, and keep trying, then I would regret it forever. My hands, previously immobile by my sides, flew up to curl around the back of her head, her neck, her shoulders, pulling her against me once more, my lips reaching for hers. Any resistance I felt in her body was assuaged by the movement of her mouth against mine, tentative with the uncertainty of separation. For a second her hands paused on my shoulders and I thought for a painful moment that she might push me away. And then, with the burgeoning instinct that our lips were remembering, her fingers curled, digging into my flesh and pulling me closer to her. She let out a tiny sigh against my mouth as her lips parted and her tongue reached out to receive my own, our kiss deepening as I tugged her against me.
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(85 votes, average: 3.95 out of 5)
gaymo, your writing is exceptional. Great job!
Gaymo, very nice, as good as the first time but where is part 2. Don’t tease its not kind :0. Who is on the cell phone?
Whao, that was great, no worries about bruising, because that was phenomenal. Well written, you should continue.
You have a great handle on the way words flow and an excellent vocabulary. The sentences take on a languid quality which reflects Bette’s inertia very well. Perhaps dividing this into chapters would make it easier for those of us with short attention spans.
Five stars and two cold showers (at least). That was HOT, gaymo, and beautifully written.
Wow! This is excellent writing! I wish i could write as beautiful as this!!! Keep em coming please..
I can’t remember where I’ve read this before………but, that’s not important…….I just want more……please! ;D 5-stars
incredible writing. i don’t think you need to worry about bruising when you write like this. fantastic, please write more. thanks! :)
Gaymo..this is absolutely great…more soon….and i love the name..”You big gaymo…” hehehehe
Does the end mean the end or TBC. That was womderful,well written. Letting us know that Tina still loves Bette,but can’t be with her because of all the hurt. Thanks
amazingly written, well done!
This is extraordinary. I loved it the first time I read it and have been longing for a next chapter ever since. Please follow this up with something–ANYTHING!
Gaymo, that was some excellent storytelling. Man…pick me up off of the floor!
This was incredible. As I was reading, I kept thinking that this can only end badly, but I couldn’t stop from reading it anyway…one hand periodically hitting the down arrow button on my keyboard, the other clenching the arm of my chair. Thanks!
WoW! The flow was great, the vivid imagery was very well used and the internal thoughts are well written, graciously weaved into the whole story. Articulate and clear language. Very well done. Like JB said, sex can be a lot of things, it can be about power, reconnection, and other things… and yours have been graciously and beautifully written to reflect as reconnecting as well as asking for forgiveness.
wow. totally impressive writing!!!!
This is sooooooo good, Gaymo. And I know the American went back home so you should have plenty of time to write more for us. Put the Bailey’s down and get busy.
holy hootin’ hell! That was AMAZING! you capture their pain and just, wow, just that’s crazy good. I’m floored really, so glad to read some quality BT emotional storytelling. I hope this isn’t the end for this story!!
oh my goodness, you made me cry. you write very visually i can just see bette’s heart breaking… who is on the phone? will you please write a part 2? you’re really doing a wonderful job
Please let it be Tina on the phone. Just asking for some more time. Anything to ease this ache. You are sooooo good at this, gaymo!!
Absolutely wonderful writing – you capture the conflict of continuing love with the pain of betrayal so wonderfully. Exceptional
I’m never writing again. I swear to god. Anything I could come up with would be like lining up a hand tracing that became a turkey with a New York Times best-seller. :D To say this was incredible would be an insult. I still feel the ache in my chest. Please, for the love of all that is good and holy, please write more. Soon. Now? :P 5 stars!!
Hahah cramit! i was thinking the same thing.. right now i feel like i couldnt write anymore… All i want to do is wait for the next chapter… :D Gaymo please write soon… dont let your Portard family down!
Exceptionally well written.
That was incredible. Again i say, I don’t know how you guys do it.
I just don’t know what else to say. That was just great!!
Could you please use your wonderful literary and writing talent for good…and put them back together? Your story has moved me to tears.
wow!
Oh my god!
How great is that story, it moved me so much with your expression and use of words, ( i even shed a few tears) you are truely a great writter, keep up the good work.xxx
Just wanted to reiterate my desperate need for you to continue this story. The ache while reading this……it’s still unbelievable. Your writing is amazing. Please, please continue this. :)
that was amazing, seriously. amazing. thank you