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    My One Special One – Chapter 6

    My One Special One – Chapter 6

     

     

    Previously

     

    and within the arms of Tina Kennard Bette leaned forward and closed her eyes, letting her mind and tactile sense take in the softness, moistness and heat as their lips met

     

    Their tongues touched

     

    Their skin prickled with excitement

     

    And the firestorm of passion uniquely labeled theirs was about to

     

    Explode.


     

     

    Tina reached up, put her hand through Bette’s hair at the base of her neck and pulled her kiss – her mouth harder into hers.  Her want and desire were aflame.  Her logical brain was saying, are you sure? You know, you’ve never done this beforeMaybe you should slow down just a tad

     

    the non-logical side, aided by the vortex of need whipping her body into a near frenzy, was responding, “I’m so ***** sure I’m going to burst.  There is no way I can slow downmy brakes are gone!!”

     

    and before another neuron fired in her brain, Tina pushed Bette up against the door.  She pressed her body into Bette’s.  Her imaginings of that body naked, bathed in sexual sweat lying on top of her was maddening; of that tongue, now dueling with hers, licking her and pleasuring her caused her nipples to become erect and her ***** was now pounding against Bette’s thigh.

     

    I am so wetso openI feel the want for you, Bette, begging to be satisifedthe floodgates cannot hold it back

     

    She had no idea what to do, other than what she liked having done – and what no man to date was able to succeed in getting right.  Nothing mattered anyway because she could not stop herself.  There was a volcano between her legs readying itself to erupt.  Hot liquid was already soaking her panties.

     

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    Bette was not used to being the one ‘jumped upon’; she had always been the aggressor – the tiger on the prowl, salivating in anticipation of the next female who eagerly awaited being the tiger’s next ‘meal’ of choice.

     

    Bette Porter oozed sexuality and if she wanted you – if she had made up her mind you would be going to bed with her, you just hoped you remembered to throw that extra toothbrush in your purse.

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    Comments

    1. RC that was superbly HOT HOT HOT. The poem was lovely and you described beautifully the difference in just having sex and truly making love. Because they really did make love. Fate and Destiny were correct in their efforts to bring these two together. If only IC would see it this way. Thank you so much for this post, made my week. You are doing a superb job with this story and I love it. Post soon please.

    2. RC…absolutely breathtaking. Truly beautiful. There definitely is a big difference between just f***ing and making love. One is a lot easier than the other. Babe..your poem was amazing. Thanks for sharing. Fate and Destiny’s plan to bring these kindred spirits together was a sacred promise that heaven itself could not undo. RC…my holiday wish for you is the fulfilment of the sacred promise that was created by the heaven’s just for you.

    3. OH sweet jesus wherever Tina is feeling her heart beating im just glad mine didnt stop while reading that…lol that was so fucking hot i felt myself reading it at speed which means ill just have to read it again…The poem was beautiful in fact the whloe experience was amazeing and i for one cant wait for Tina to return the compliment to Bette….soon

    4. That was the most beautiful and loving chapter I have ever read. The way you write a love scene–and I do mean love–is fantastic. Alright, it was totally HOT too.

    5. “I can feel my heart beating in my clit.” Tina ain’t the only one… Alright I REALLY need to go stand outside in the WV cold. I’ll check back in with everyone eventually. *desperately tries to walk without falling over*

    6. Houston, we got a problem – my computer has just melted!!!! OMFG….I honestly don’t know what to say other than it was a very bad idea to read this at work…very bad idea :o)) I loved the poem and of course your writing…please post soon.

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