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The Dark Panther-Part Two (A romantic thriller)
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Bette’s POV:
I was so touched that Tina gave me this beautiful long black cape and roses that I smother her with kisses and squeezed her tightly in my arms. I whispered in her ear, "We are not leaving here for the rest of this weekend!" Tina whispered back, "That is fine with me." I placed the flowers and cape on the chair next to the bed. Then, I had Tina lie down on the bed and I began to strip out of my dressing gown, revealing only a black bra underneath and my black slacks. I kicked off my pumps, unzipped my slacks and pulled the duvet back beneath and said to Tina, "Get into bed, baby." Tina stripped out of her clothes and got beneath the cool silky sheets as I climbed in with her. We both fell into each other’s embrace and were stuck together like glue. I caressed my Tina’s body with my hands and feeling more aroused by each minute.
Bette’s POV:
Tina wrapped her arms around my neck and I began to kiss her shoulder and work my way down her arm, planting soft kisses on her arm and when I reached her hand, I grabbed it, kissing her fingers and and palm softly. Then I placed her fingers inside of my mouth and I began to suck on them. Tina groaned, "Oh god, that feels so good!" I slid on top of her body and I placed my hands underneath the silky sheets and on her mound, feeling the soft pubic hairs soaked for me and only for me. I asked, "Is this for me or for the dark panther?" Tina replied her voice filled with need for me, "It is for both of you!" After her reply, I entered her with two fingers and I groaned, "Oh god T, you feel so fucking good! Look how wet you are!" T could not answer because she was gasping out loud by the lovemaking I was giving her, plus I placed my other hand on her face and began French kissing her madly with desire as I went downtown on her. Making passionate love to her on my bed, between the silky sheets was a dream come true for me and I thanked god for giving me this wonderful gift to me. For the next several hours, we made love together and came as many times as we could until we both fell asleep from exhaustion. Hours later, around the evening time, I slipped on my silk dressing robe and white ascot and I went downstairs, leaving Tina in bed sleeping. I wanted to do something romantic for her and what better way then to serenade her with love poems from some of my favorite authors. I grabbed an anthology of love poems on my book shelves and I looked through it and found several poems that I thought were appropriate for my T. I went back upstairs and into the room where Tina was waking up. She yawned, "Where did you go, sweetie?" I smiled sweetly at my precious angel and said, "I have something to read to you, T and I hope you like this." Tina smiled at me, giving me her totally attention and I got closer to her and got down on my knees, with the book in my hand and recited a poem,
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
I love thee to the level of every day’s
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood’s faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints – I love thee with the breadth,
Smiles, tears, of all my life! – and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.
By Elizabeth Browning
Tina’s POV:
I burst into tears and Bette smiled sweetly at me, "Do you like this?" I cried, "I do, please read me more. Bette said, "Anything for you." She flipped through the pages and came across another poem and began reading it to me,
If you were coming in the fall,
I’d brush the summer by
With half a smile, and half a spurn,
as housewives do, a fly.
If I could see you in a year,
I’d wind the months in balls?
and put them each in separate drawers,
for fear the numbers fuse?
If only centuries delayed,
I’d count them on my hand,
subtracting, till my fingers dropped
into van Dieman’s Land.
If certain, when this life was out ?
thats yours and mine, should be
I’d toss it yonder, like a rind,
and take eternity ?
But, now, uncertain of the length
of this, that is between,
it goads me, like the Goblin Bee ?
that will not state? its sting
by Emily Dickinson
I cried even harder when Bette was serenading me with those sweet poems. She had a very sensitive soul and passionate nature. Thank god, I fell for her!
TBC…
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WOW! This chapter is really good with the poems! :D We all know that the Dark Panther will kick Helena´s a**! Please post more soon! P.S – Your story ” What happened?” is really good! Congratz!
Great chapter, and my favorite authors. Great show. PPS
The strong dark exotic woman who loves the fair blond supervisor and wins her heart is exciting to read. It is nice that Tina figured out that the Dark Panther is Bette and that they can be lovers without Bette having to hide her true indentity.
crazy hot once again!!!!!! did not expect her to figure it out so fast interesting twist pms
Damn they are hot and sexy!
2 of my favorite Poems, wonderful story!
What a romantic thing to wake up to. Tina doesn’t have to be confused about her feelings for Bette now that she knows she is the Dark Panther. I hope Helena has learned her lesson, but of course we know evil villains never do.Hope to see what happens next soon.
bejacks!! awesome!! just awesome!!!
Very sweet. Hope Helena’ gone for good, but I doubt it.