My heart was pounding. I could no longer resist. Startled at the touch of my hand wrapped around hers, she turned.

She walked the few steps back to me, asking, “What is it, Bette?”

Again, I found myself inches from her face. She stood there, looking at me imploringly, just like two nights ago, on the dance floor.

“I’m going to melt here, looking into your eyes.” I hesitated for only a moment. “I want to hold you, to kiss you,” I said as softly as I could.

“Don’t ask my permission, Bette,” Helena whispered, her mouth moving towards mine.

I moved my head slightly, to catch her cheek caressing mine. She let go of my hand and wrapped her arms around me. The side of her face rested against mine. And I pulled her closer. I felt her hand in my hair on the back of my head. Her tongue licked my earlobe, and inside my ear. I ran my hands up and down her back, and caressed her ass.

“Kiss me!” I pled in a whisper. In the darkness. With the sound of the ocean roaring in the background.

Helena gently nibbled my ear and licked it one last time. I felt the gentle movement of her cheek against mine again. Her mouth brushed against my face, making its way to my eager lips. Anticipating her approach, I opened my mouth to welcome her tongue with mine. When we met, it was nothing less than unbridled passion. Our lips pressed hard against each other’s. We sucked each other. And our tongues danced and fought, played and roamed. Our breathing became heavy and I pulled her even tighter. Simultaneously, our nipples hardened, and I moved my hand from her ass to cup my hand around her breast and to tease her nipple with my thumb. She moaned as I ran my tongue along the side of her neck. I gently sucked and licked, just along her jaw line, below her ear.

“Bette,” I heard her whisper.

“Do you want me to stop?” I asked.

“No.” She pulled away and unbuttoned her blouse. Unclasping her bra in the front, she swept away the cups of fabric.

I don’t think I’d ever seen such exquisite beauty. Especially bathed in moonlight.

I rubbed my palms, then my thumbs over her erect nipples. She thrust herself into my touch and moaned again. Bending down, I wrapped my lips around her areola and sucked on one breast while continuing to stroke the other nipple with my fingertips.

I licked upwards, towards her mouth, and let my lips again engage in a passionate kiss as she pulled me closer still.

Her lips let go of mine, allowing her to speak. She was breathing heavily, almost panting. As was I.

“Please, let’s go inside,” Helena begged.