“I realize it’s a contradiction,” I smiled, looking up at her.

Raising her head, Bette slowly affirmed, “An understandable one. I feel the same way, Helena.”

I continued to stare up at her face. “You do?”

Bette placed her hand on the back of mine, the one that rested on her breast. She rotated it. “Kiss me,” Bette invited, laying her head back down and removing her hand from mine.

I cupped her breast and eagerly wrapped my lips around her nipple, kissing, licking, and sucking. She arched her back and grabbed my hand while spreading her legs and placing my fingers on her moist flesh.

“Does that answer your question?” she breathed, rocking against my hand.

“Oh, fuck, Bette,” I whispered and massaged her firmly, but gently. “You feel so good.”

“Kiss me. Kiss my lips,” Bette requested fervently.

I licked and sucked her nipple gently before caressing my tongue languidly up her neck, under her chin, and into her mouth. Bette moaned exuberantly as our tongues created a passionate dance with one another. And the ebullient intonations of her excitement further stirred the expression of my desire.

I removed my hand from between her legs with one long, firm stroke of my middle finger over Bette‘s clitoris.

Quickly, unclenching her lips from mine, Bette quietly begged, “You’re not stopping, are you?”

Using my now free hand to help push myself up, I hovered over Bette and looked into her eyes. “I’m just going to replace my hand with my tongue.”

I felt Bette push her hips up beneath me. “I need you now,” she pled.

Kneeling over her, I removed the encumbrance of my gown and felt the evidence of my arousal trickle down my thigh. Unraveling the already loose knot of Bette’s robe, I pulled back the flaps of fabric, then slid down to press my lips to the soft skin of her abdomen.

“Kiss me lower,” Bette breathed huskily, with her hands in my hair, pushing my head down.

I licked around her navel as Bette twisted and squirmed under my touch. Placing my head between her legs, I reached up and massaged her breasts and nipples. I delayed the touch of my tongue, to increase her anticipation, and ran the tip of my nose over her curls. Bette began to bounce, eagerly, below my breath.

“Fuck, Helena!” she cried out.

My mouth embraced the lips between Bette’s legs, and my tongue frolicked between her folds, tasting her desire. Voraciously, I pursued the culmination of her pleasure, licking and sucking fervently. Bette moaned continuously and passionately. I entered her with my tongue, and she quivered and fluttered. I lapped longingly over her sensitive flesh before returning my lips to her mouth, and kissing her ardently. My fingers hastened inside her and found the spot that accomplished the pinnacle of her excitement. Bette trembled in my arms, then rested as I held her.

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“Helena, I’m not accustomed to being the receiver,” I admitted.

“And?” Helena coaxed me, as she moved in to caress our lips together.

“And…I like it…from you,” I said, my eyes smiling into hers. “You’re quite proficient.”

“Do I please you?” Helena asked.

“Yes, of course,” I replied, rubbing my lips against hers.

“Of course?” Helena inquired.

“Have I left any doubt in your mind, Helena?” I smiled, licking her lips and kissing her for reassurance.

“I just want to make sure you think we’re sexually compatible,” Helena whispered, pulling away from my mouth.

“Oh, dear God, Helena, you’ve made me feel alive again,” I said, pulling her closer. “You’re just begging for compliments on your sexual prowess now,” I said mirthfully, nestling my cheek into hers. I felt Helena’s erect nipples against my chest. “Deep down, you’re just as insecure as a human being as I am, aren’t you? I mean, because of our pasts?”

“Bette, I …” Helena’s voice trailed off, as I slid down and apprehended one of her exquisite nipples in my mouth and began to suck.

Just then the phone rang. Fuck!

“Aren’t you going to pick it up, Bette?” Helena whispered, caressing my face with her fingers.

“No,” I said, unlatching her nipple from my lips. “I’m busy.”

“Ah, yes. Sated, but unsatisfied,” Helena said, pushing her breast into my mouth.