Jho stiffened upon feeling Bea's hands gliding through her body. It was torturous, painfully sweet, and bizarre. She almost bit Bea's lip when her body ached and burned, but she groaned instead.
Bea moved her head away and looked at her intently. "Are you okay?"
She lightly nodded. It will take a lot of time to get used to Bea's touch, but for now she won't give in to the pain.
"Tell me if you want me stop, okay? I love you so much, Jhoana."
She responded with a smile. She loves Bea dearly - more than she could ever say and more than she could ever make her feel. She silently hoped that Bea knows that.
Her top had been peeled off of her body. Bea worked on stripping her denim shorts off while trailing kisses on her jaw up to her earlobe. She moaned softly, feeling the lust taking over her rational side.
Not breaking the kiss, Bea cupped her butt cheeks then carried her towards the bed, legs hooked around Bea's waist. She was gently placed on the center to sit while still being peppered with kisses.
"Has anybody told you how beautiful you are, Jhoana Louisse?" Bea asked as she broke the kiss. .
Bea's raspy voice turned her on.
"No," she answered truthfully.
"They're blind. Damn, you're fucking perfect."
She wasn't aware that Bea had slipped her hands to unclasp her bra until she felt fingertips brushing her chest. The familiar pain shot through her skin - radiating from her back to her stomach. She clenched her jaw, trying to suppress a cry.
Bea abruptly stopped then a worried gaze fell upon her. "Am I hurting you? I'm sorry. I'm so sorry."
Bea talked to her like she was a child, so tender with her choice of words that it melted her heart. In that moment, she knew she would do anything just to keep Beatriz happy.
Then she realized why a lot of people say love could be dangerous. It drives you to do crazy things for the person you love even though it may destroy you. And when it comes to the point that she needed to have herself destroyed for Bea's happiness, no doubt she will.
She cupped both of her cheeks and smiled reassuringly. "Go on. Kaya ko to, I promise."
Bea was unconvinced. She still had the worried face on.
"I'll be fine. You're worth the pain. Always, Bea."
Bea sighed. "I'm sorry. I might have just forced you to do this. We can-"
"I was not. I thought about it. I'm ready. I will let you."
They stare into each other's eyes and the answer Bea needed was there. She was finally convinced that Jhoana wanted it too.
Jho was guided by Bea's lean arms to lie on the bed. Bea lips have met hers again, while being straddled in between the tall girl's long legs, but now it was hungrier and desperate. She responded with the same intensity which caused Bea to moan.
"Jho..."
She wrapped her arm around Bea's waist and pulled her closer, chest to chest, skin to skin, toe to toe, leaving no airspace in between. Bea's hand crawled to her breast, cupping it with caution. Her kisses deliberately traveled down to her chest and she permitted it even though it felt like her skin was tearing.
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