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Carmine lips : caramel skin # 4
I felt she wanted to perpetrate our ritual of love. Once more. She didn´t know but this ritual was from that night on, perpetuated. She took my hand and led me to the big and comfortable couch.
But when we got there, I made her sit.
I opened my legs and I placed.
First, my left leg.
Then my right leg.
I sat on her lap.
I rested my body, my pussy on her lap.
I placed my hands on both sides of her head, which rested on the couch
I faced her intenly. Her eyes darkened, but this time, it was not passion.It was pain. She moved her hands and found my face. Bette studied my hair, my forehead, my eyes, my nose. When she found my lips, they already had become a kiss. I kissed her lightly.I broke through her lips and invaded her mouth.I met her tongue and we dance together a rythmn that we invented everytime we got together. I tasted that woman. I knew I would know this woman backwards and forwards forever and I wanted that moment to know her, once more, inside out.
I took her face and while I kissed her, kindly traced the contours of her brows with my thumbs. She slid her hands further, and found the nape of my neck. She was so tender. Her hands kept the path and chose my spine as a map, to show her the way. She flow her fingers through my naked body, my spine and rested her hands at my waist.
I kept kissing her lips. I bit her lower lips. I kissed her chin. Her cheek. Her nose. Her eyes. Her forehead. I let my mouth find her ear to deliver the message. My tone was firm, but still a plea.
“I´m ready for you, Bette.”
I let my words sink inside of her.
“I need you inside of me.”
I let the words breathe.
“I need you to make love to me, Bette…”
Her answer. Her eyes. Her voice.
“I need you to make love to me, Tina…”
And our bodies began to talk the language that we created that night. Our bodies moved once more and murmured words of moisture, of enchainting, of bewitching, of appeal, of release, of conquer, of weakness, of love.
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(46 votes, average: 3.48 out of 5)
My, my, my I like these two are just too hot together.
I don’t know Braz, there is space in the back of me or inbetween the legs!!!!I have to work-out since nobody is protecting me from big-bad scary people,plus I need my leg muscles to be VERY VERY strong!!!!Hmmm I’m getting a warm fuzzy feeling after reading this chappy(wink*) Thanx for posting babe, mwah!!!xoxoxo
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Why… oh why do I have the feeling that this is NOT going to end well ?… hmmmm ?! please, tell me I’m wrong
excellent Braz! This story is just so damn sexy and intimate. I always find myself reading it twice and savoring each word even though I’m not sensing a happy ending, but rather just an ending.
They are hot, hope you will let this story have a happy ending! Please post more, thanks!
Awww, the sultry dance of Bette and Tina. The slow movement as they surround the other and then slowly move in for the kill, only this kill is to sink into the other’s body and become one.
all caught up now could they b any hotter
What a sweet melody. One that will stay with both of them forever. I love the song that their heart sings and how they both will hear it ??? Yes.
OMG Braz you’re just so gifted!!!That update was so brilliant!!!You can write 50 chapters like this before breaking my heart please LOL!! Because I know they will be apart soon!!My sweet Braz thank you for this amazing fic!!
And then you broke Lament’s heart. *prepping my thumb for a jab to your ribs* ;) Great story but you’re kicking my ass here.
Hey doll, once again you outdid yourself. YUMMY! What you don’t realize, is that from proofing I have found that I have grown so very much. So my dear friend, in that unique way that you offer your appreciate and gratitude for helping you, that is completely mirrored, so I must thank you as well. You are a gifted writer Braz, and I applaud you for making every effort to put stories out there. I applaud each author who writes from a different country, different dialect, etc. It becomes even more of a challenge to express what it is you visualize in your mind and put on paper. However, you truly do that with so much ease, as it is reflective in the final masterpiece which is posted each time. Love and Hugs to you my friend, and of course, I’ll be in touch throughout. xoxo