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    Unwitting

    Story written on August 27, 2009 by veba.
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    Chapter 8 — In the Night of Matter, Black Flowers Blossom

    Carmen was nothing like those two women and yet was everything Shane had been looking for without even knowing it. 

    Carmen breathed in, right then, and she exhaled just as Shane kneeled down. Shane felt, clearly, her breath stroking the top of her head. She grabbed Carmen by her hips, pushed her toward the sink, gently, until her back rested there, against the cold, cold whiteness of it.

    She kissed Carmen’s legs. The tanned skin of her thighs, feeling the toned muscles beneath vibrate. Her hips, molded perfectly, as if Antonio Canova himself had sculpted them. The warm, smooth portion of skin right under Carmen’s navel, right above Carmen’s thong. Her fingers slid down, under the fabric, moved just a little.

    Shane pursed her lips and swallowed. 

    She wanted to — no, she felt the need to make love to Carmen wildly. Wildly. She just didn’t know if Carmen would agree. After all, they had spent hours, endless hours in bed but everything had always been slow, painfully slow, like a circular motion repeating and repeating over and over again. It has been slow and gentle. 

    And now Shane wanted to make love to Carmen recklessly, ferociously, fiercely. 

    Shane had bottled up so much, so many things and feelings and sensations and words, she had forced herself not to talk not to feel not to express too much, and now she felt as if she was exploding. There must have been a way to just… open. Freely. 

    Shane had no idea but she needed to try. Carmen’s body, the taste of her, the scent of her, Carmen’s long hair brushing stroking caressing Shane’s skin seemed the only way out, now. After all, Carmen was becoming something extremely intense. Shane knew that she had to handle this girl carefully. She was like a flame hidden beneath the ashes. 

    Then Carmen did something unexpected and wonderful. Her hands reached for Shane’s, they brushed them, then they pulled her thong down. It fell on the blue floor, soundlessly. 

    Shane looked up and stared at Carmen in awe. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Carmen’s hand. It reached for Shane’s head and stayed. Fingers raked through her hair, then stopped as they cupped Shane’s face.

    Carmen looked down and licked her bottom lip.

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