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Silk & Lace
By Athena


Chapter 2

HG watched Claudia standing at the top of the stairs making a hand gesture for her to go on. HG smiled at her and gently knocked on the door.

"Who is it?" a somewhat irritated Myka asked from within.

"Helena," she said softly.

The door opened and Myka looked darkly at her. "What do you want?"

HG cringed. "Can we talk?"

Myka shrugged, but let her in. The door closed behind her.

Myka didn't offer her a seat. She just stood there, arms folded, clearly irritated. "Well?" she said impatiently.

HG gestured to the loveseat. "May I?"


She sat down and looked up at Myka. She was still standing in the same spot scowling at her. "Myka, please come and sit down," she said and patted the seat next to her.

Myka grudgingly sat down on the other end, as far away from HG as she could.

HG sighed. "I did not seduce Claudia," she said tiredly.

"Really? So what do you call it?"

"It wasn't like that."

"Oh, so it's normal for you to parade around almost naked in front of teenage girls?" Myka asked heatedly.

HG shook her head. "No. I needed her help."

"With what exactly?" Myka's hissed. "She's a kid Helena."

"I know that. But in many ways she's older and wiser than I am. She has knowledge I don't."

"Why didn't you ask me?" Myka surprised herself by asking, mentally kicking herself.

HG reached out and gently put her hand on top of Myka's. She was relieved that Myka allowed the touch. "I couldn't," she said softly. "Wait, let me explain," she added quickly when Myka opened her mouth to interrupt. "I wanted to be sure that what I bought was appropriate, and…" she took a deep breath. "whether or not… you would like it."

Her words, spoken so honestly and in such a gentle voice took Myka by surprise. "Wait, you bought that… to impress me?" she whispered.

HG nodded silently. She looked away and laughed. It sounded hollow. "Not that I was sure that I would ever get a chance to show them to you, but a girl can hope, right?"

"Oh, Helena," Myka said. She grasped the hand that still rested on top of hers. "You don't need to impress me with sexy underwear."

"But I wanted to," HG whispered.

Myka gently cupped her cheek. "Why?"

"Because I've never met a woman like you Myka Bering, and I find you fascinating. I want to be near you in a way I've never wanted, ever before. My heart ache when I'm apart from you."

Myka was stunned. This amazing woman wanted her. Her, little nerdy, mousy Myka. Realizing that HG was waiting for a response she cleared her throat. "I had no idea," she whispered.

"Really?" HG said hurt. "Are you telling me that all the attention I've given you has been for nothing?" she asked exasperated.

Myka shook her head. "I just didn't realize that it was real."

"Believe me. It's real."

"You are attracted to me." Myka acknowledged, but still not quite believing it.

HG smiled and nodded.

"Why me? I'm…" she stopped midsentence as HG's fingers landed on her lips.

"Please don't degrade yourself by making excuses why you cannot be loved. You mean the world to me Myka."

Myka just stared at her. Finally she took the hand that rested against her mouth and held it in her hand. She gently rubbed her thumb over the back of HG's hand. "I've never been with a woman," she said softly looking down at their clasped hands.

"But?" HG asked sensing there was more to it.

Myka looked up at her. "I feel things for you Helena. Things I've never felt before. And it's so strong. It scares me a little. I feel out of control."

HG smiled. She pulled at Myka's hand. "Come here. I need to hold you."

Myka eagerly allowed herself to be pulled into a soft embrace. HG smelled so good. She felt soft and warm. Myka sighed contentedly. "This feels really nice."

HG kissed her unruly curls. "It's just the beginning darling." She lowered her head and brushed her lips against Myka's. She felt a slender arm curl around her neck, pulling her closer. She deepened the kiss and felt Myka tremble as their tongues touched. When they finally pulled apart they were both a little out of breath. Myka looked down, afraid of looking HG in the eyes. Instead her eyes fell on HG's chest. In a hurry to get dressed, HG had only buttoned some of the buttons on her shirt. The shirt had shifted and now revealed the top of her dark bra. Myka reached out and traced the lace edge with a finger. "It's beautiful," she whispered.

HG's mouth opened and she took a ragged breath before stilling Myka's hand. "Darling, I don't think you should be doing that right now. I've promised myself to be a gentleman, and if you keep this up, I'm not sure I can keep that promise."

Myka chuckled. "A gentleman, huh?"

HG laughed. "Or gentlewoman, whichever you prefer darling."

Myka laughed with her. It felt good to laugh. She leaned against HG's chest, basking in the feeling of being this close to the tantalizing woman. "I don't know if I want you to be a gentlewoman," she whispered.

HG's eyebrow shot up. She leaned back looking down at Myka. Myka looked up and grinned. "I quite like you when you are a little bad," she admitted. "You are a dangerous woman Helena. I have no doubt about that. It's actually very thrilling."

HG kissed her. This time she did not hold back. If Myka wanted dangerous, she would certainly not deprive her of it. She put her hands in Myka's hair and pulled her against her lips. She kissed her over and over again. When she finally touched a soft breast she felt Myka push hard against her. She ran her fingers over stiff nipples and was rewarded by another little sound from Myka. HG smiled to herself. She loved to learn the sounds a woman makes when made love to. She held Myka against her chest, her head cradled under her chin.

"Can I see it?" Myka asked as she again ran her fingertip over the edge of HG's bra.

"Anything you want darling." She sighed softly as she felt Myka's nimble fingers unbutton her shirt. A shiver went through her body as Myka put her hands inside her shirt and brushed it off her shoulders. She felt her push it down her arms, and raised an eyebrow when she realized that Myka had trapped her hands behind her back. "Interesting," she said and grinned. "I'm having flashbacks to our first meeting back in London, though this is ever so much more pleasant."

Myka smiled and bit her lip. HG watched the emotions on Myka's face as she reached out and touched her burning flesh. Myka's hands danced over her slender waist and stomach. Her fingertips traced her collarbones, and finally her hands settled where HG needed them the most. She sighed and looked at Myka with hooded eyes. "Touch me darling."

Myka didn't hesitate. With newfound courage she cupped HG's breasts. She gently kneaded them, enjoying the feel of the soft silk and warmth radiating from HG's skin. She brushed her thumbs over HG's nipples and smiled when HG moaned softly. They looked at each other as Myka leaned closer. Finally she pressed her lips against HG's. There just was something about HG's mouth that was so alluring. She felt drawn to her lips.

HG made quick work with the sleeve buttons and slipped out of her shirt. Free from her constraints she wrapped her arms around her new lover. "Myka darling, you are so very precious to me."

Part 3

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