[b]Chapter 2
Bette & Tina’s Penthouse Apartment 10th Floor-(Heart of Celebrations Continues for Two Ladies)[/b]

The power of love invaded her and completely, overturned all that was normal. Though, as her heart and mind looks back on it all. Those curlicues were tangled up in her fingers. These Hazel eyes glisten in tears as their kiss intensifies passionately. Familiar feelings collide with their heated bodies, in need of each other this afternoon. The backdrop overlooks and surrounds them both. Echoes of laughter cry out to her as memories pour out of her free-state of mind. “I feel, so free here in your arms. I wanted to take you to a higher planet far away from here. I hated reality and with you, here beside me NOW. I know, by your side Tina Kennard. I am right where I belong. I’m yours and you’re mines.” These buttons loosen its grasp on the article of clothing. Eyes of dark-chocolate devilishly, watch her lover like a tastey, prey. A few kisses were felt, upon her lithe neck-line. It felt incredible as this lustful feeling, took over them both, entirely.

Tina’s fingers, explores such soft and delicate flesh, it rises and falls. It meets with her lips, as Tina’s eyes stopped and directly stared into these dark soulful treasures. An array of scattered pictures invaded her tenderly, now in sweet-remembrance. “I didn’t expect you to arrive at my front door and rescue me. It was the last thought on my mind.” Fragile hearts once collide as lips part tenderly.

“Yet you did come to my rescue and made all of my entire dreams come true with just a simple gesture of love.” Genuine smiles appeared as Porter interrupts. “I was really afraid of your power over me Ms. Kennard. The very sounds of your voice when you’re in full alpha mode and how direct you were with me from, the start. I was always completely transfixed by your presence and command over me.” Eyes, of Hazel smiles at these confessions as Porter’s touch was gentle in return.

“I hadn’t met ANYONE like you, on this entire planet.

This is all new to me; love is foreign to me Ms. Kennard.” Porter’s tear ducts drowned in a pool of her own saturation. Breasts were exposed as shadow took over a piece of the entire living room setting at this moment.