Previously:

“Can you do something for me love?”

“Anything”

“Open your door.”

“Open my…?” turning around toward the door, her phone slipped through her fingers and hit the floor. She could feel her heart began to beat faster and wonder how was that possible. Because at that moment she knew she wasn’t breathing. Reaching for the doorknob she turned it and slowly open the door. Taking a couple of steps back she watched as her lover enter her hotel room. Slamming the door shut with her foot.

“Like I was saying I like your hand right where it’s at.” and as though to prove a point taking Bette hand in hers she gently brought it to her lips first kissing the back, the front and finally each fingertip. She could hear Bette gasp for air. Never did she once take her eyes off of Bette’s. “Sorry but I couldn’t wait another day.” Helena stepped closer so their noses were now touching. “So here I am.” as she kissed her softly on the lips. Stepping back she watched as Bette mimicked her steps in reverse.

“Now, now Helena I think we can do better then that.” as she pressed her body hard into hers. “Don’t you?”

“I believe it’s quite possible… ah fuck!” Bette’s lips had now latched on and began to work on her neck and lower jaw.

Raising her head she replied “Trust me, it‘s coming.” And then laid a burning kiss on to Helena lips. Leaving no doubt food and wine wouldn’t be the only thing she’ll be eating and drinking before the night is thru. The kiss was finally broken from lack of air. Moving a strand of hair from her lovers face. Bette lightly kissed her forehead, the tip of her nose and another one on her lips.

“So would it be fair to say…that you really miss me?” said a smirking Helena.

“Yes it would be.” finally checking out Helena’s wardrobe. “You must be warm in that coat?”

“No, not really.” said Helena smiling as she untied the coat and let it slipped down her body. To reveal the sheerest negligee, that left nothing to the imagination. And it’s baby pink. She is in so much trouble!

“Fuck Helena what are you trying to do to me?” as her hands began to roam up and down her body. Making a strategic stop on her breasts. “Please tell me you didn’t get on the plane like this.” Bette said in a low husky voice as she squeezed the soft warm flesh in her hands.