My Tattooed Heart (Lesbian Love STORY)

Sleeping Angel...

She didn’t back down but instead nibbled on my lower lips while her brave right hand continues to explore my belly going up to my ribcage.  My body burns like hell.  I pushed her on the wall still kissing her.  I put my right leg between her legs and grind my knee on her inner thigh. I know she was taken aback because she stops exploring my body.  Her left hand pushed me gently but I did not heed her.  I’m on fire now…I don’t know how to stop anymore. My right hand which is still on her back winded downwards until it reaches her beautiful backside.   I squeeze the soft mold.  Not contented, I pulled up her shirt to feel the naked glory of her soft buttocks.  She arched her body closer to me when my hand touches her rounded but soft backside.  I realized she is wearing a sexy bikini but I will gamble my BMW car if she is not wet now.

I never felt like this with a girl before.  I dated so many girls in the past but Mara is far beyond compare.  Her lips taste like champagne and I’m being intoxicated. Just then a realization enters my mind.  Mara taste like champagne? She is drunk?  I pulled back and deliberately stop the kiss. She tried to pull me again but I stop her.  God knows how much control I have left but I do my best to manage my feelings.  I don’t want to abuse her.  If she is really drunk that means she is not in her proper state of mind.  I try to look into her eyes but she bow down her head.

“Sweetie…are you ok? Why did you drink?”

She did not answer and instead turn and walk towards a room. I guess it’s her room.

“Hey hon…what’s wrong? Tell me…let’s talk.”

I grab my bag which I didn’t remember falling down from my shoulder and followed her inside the room.  I find her sitting in the middle of her bed clutching a big brown teddy bear.  Her room was a mess.  Clothes are thrown everywhere and pieces of broken glass are still scattered on the floor.  I tiptoed towards her trying not to step on the broken glasses.  I sat beside her and hold her hand.

“Sweetie tell me what’s wrong.  I’m here to listen.”

She kept silent  but she look at me.  Her red lips looks swollen from my kisses.  Her eyes gaze at me as if she’s looking into my soul. I took some of her long black hair that went loose from its pony tail and now covers her beautiful face.  I don’t know what to do.  I don’t like seeing her in this kind of situation.  I feel my heart is breaking too. Suddenly she hugged me tight and I feel her shivered.  The shivered was accompanied by her soft lamenting sobs.  I hugged her tight and gently massage her back. She cried silently on my chest.  Oh…how I wish I could ease away whatever pains she is suffering right now.  Every drop of her tears also melts down my defenses.  I know I’m tough, but I’m beginning to be afraid now. I can’t control myself when I’m with her and I’m scared.

After a while, I feel her breathing normally then she look up to me.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to act like crying baby like this”, she said while wiping away traces of tears on her beautiful face.

“It’s just ok… I don’t mind at all.  Any way you still look beautiful even if you cry”, I answered sincerely. Yes it’s true, she still looks attractive even if her eyes were swollen and her nose is red.  She is cute.

I hug her but stay silent for a while.  I know she will not tell me anything even if I asked her now.  I want her to tell me what is her problem but I want her to do it on her free will. She clung to me like a baby.  We stayed that way for a couple of minutes…silence embrace us.

“Alex….” I heard her call.

“Yes sweetie?”

“Mama will be get married soon,” she stated, her voice faltering.

I was surprised but I didn’t show it.  I want her to talk.

“Hmmmmm….when?”

“Next Monday.  She told me last night.  She bring the man here last night and we have dinner together.  I thought all the while they are just on a dating stage.  I never thought they are planning to get married soon,” she narrated through sobs.

I was not able to meet Mara’s mother yet but basing on her descriptions of her mother while were talking on the phone, her Mom is beautiful and they are very close with each other.  I understand why she is so dejected by her Mom’s decision.

“Relax sweetie…maybe your Mom have a good explanation why she decided to get married again.   I know your hurt now but don’t close your communication with your Mom.  You told me your very close with each other…and I think your reaction really upsets her too.”

“She cried last night. David…that’s her boyfriend even knocked on my door but I did not open.  I feel so alone Alex.  I feel Mama don’t love me anymore. We are happy together…why she should marry again.  Is she not contented with me?”

 “Sweetie…understand your Mom.  You’re an adult now and later on you will have your own life.  Will it make you happy leaving your Mom here alone? She needs someone who will be with her when you continue with your life.  Please try to understand her.”

Mara did not answer but she holds my hand.  I squeezed her hand tenderly.

“I think you need to rest.  You need to be in your clear state of mind when your Mom arrives.”

“Thanks Alex!” she squeezed back at my hand and I lay her down on the bed.  I lay beside her too and pulled the cover around us.  I pulled her close to me and kissed her on the forehead. She smiled and closed her eyes. 

After a while, I hear her steady breathing. I look at her face and saw her already sleeping.  I caress her cheeks softly.  Her long lashes which are still wet from crying are like fans spreading artfully on her closed eyes.  Her cheeks and small nose are red from crying. She looks like a sleeping angel to me.  I silently crawl out of bed and look for a dustpan and a broom.  I cleaned her room and arranged everything.  Mara is still sleeping peacefully when I finished working.  I write a note and put it on the top of her dresser telling her I’m going home already and will call her later. I kissed her gently on the lips and headed for the door, her beautiful face painted vividly on my mind.

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