Defeating All The Odds

When I woke up from my nap I felt much more relaxed, but still felt that deep emptiness within me. I sighed sadly and sat up slowly.

Bette, who had been lying down next to me, sat up and said softly, how do you feel baby?”

“Pretty shitty,” I responded not meeting her gaze. I knew she would read me as soon as I did and I didn’t want her to know.

“You wanna tell me what happened?” she pressed very gently.

I could barely resist her but then that overwhelming sense of shame crawled over my body. “I don’t remember,” I insisted knowing that she knew it wasn’t true. I could fool everyone in the entire world, but not Bette Porter. And after everything we went through, with all the lies and cheats, Bette could no longer lie to me either.

Bette sighed deeply and said, “when you’re ready to tell me, I’ll be here.”

Leave it to Bette to choose the perfect words. I turned my head toward her and exposed my eyes to her for the first time. She noticed almost immediately that something was wrong, but she didn’t voice it. She knew I didn’t want her to, so she didn’t. I leaned forward and pressed my lips onto hers ever so softly. Part of me wanted the feeling she had brought into me when she had hugged, and the other part of me wanted to feel if her kiss was still the same.

Upon feeling that overwhelming passion I got lost in emotion, the only thing I could feel. It was like the numbness was lifted off of me and I moaned loudly before pushing her onto her back and straddling her.

She seemed surprised by my sudden reaction, but she didn’t stop kissing me. I knew that she didn’t understand that her kiss had spurred up the only emotion I can feel, other than despair. My love for Bette was so strong, it surpassed the fact that I didn’t have a soul. I needed this feeling. I didn’t want it to go away.

“Mmm, T,” I heard Bette moaning when I did that thing with my tongue I knew drove her crazy. It was something that crazy woman Brenda taught me a long time ago, and I loved surprising the hell out of Bette with it. Just hearing her moan sent a surge of arousal through my body. The fact that I was giving her pleasure made me feel so good inside, it was a feeling I knew I could identify before, but now I couldn’t.