CHAPTER EIGHT
" Are you going to be okay? Is there anything I can do for you?" Marissa processed the words briefly, then she nodded and slowly inched her face closer and closer to Bianca's. Bianca was so mesmerized that, that she followed and raised her hands to cup Marissa's face. She pulled her into a deep and passionate kiss. They entrapped each other with their mouths. Their hands were moving now, slowly at first, and then they grow more wild and carefree as the kiss grew more intense. They roamed freely, exploring the new territories of each other's bodies. Bianca worked her hand down to Marissa's side and rubbed and squeezed. She delighted in the reactions that she received in response. Marissa ran her hands through Bianca's hair. She stroked her face and worked her way down to Bianca's ass...rubbing it and giving it a playful squeeze.
Without really noticing, the pair had now moved backwards on the couch, and Marissa was now laying atop Bianca. She was completely overwhelmed by the feelings coming over her body. She was touching Bianca's stomach and sending delightful chills throughout Bianca's body. Their legs were wrapped together in a wild tangle and Marissa began to writhe around like a woman possessed. She felt Bianca beneath her and she subconsciously began to thrust and push herself into Bianca. She felt the burning sensations start to dominate her body and her impulse control was all but gone. Their kisses became desperate, and wanting, and Marissa finally felt as if she could no longer take any more. She needed something from this woman…she needed it immediately. She reached for the drawstring on Bianca's pants.
Bianca was completely engulfed at that point, she was in awe of Marissa's beauty. She was lost in her eyes. She became swept up in the passion, and desire, and overwhelmed by the delicious taste of Marissa's kisses and skin. She wanted so much more. She felt Marissa come alive on top of her. She felt the animal desire escape and yet she was also caught up in this mess of confusion. Suddenly, Marissa went for Bianca's drawstring and Bianca was jolted back to reality. She sat up, pushing Marissa back and off of her. "No…this is a mistake!" She exclaimed.
Marissa looked confused, and hurt, and frustrated at Bianca. Before she could say anything, Bianca said, " This is not right, Marissa. You know it. You are straight and you are going through something right now and I will not take advantage of you. You are my best friend and can't lose you to something like this."
Marissa managed to find her voice, but she was unsure of how she felt. I wanted this. Didn't I? She thought to herself. I love her…I do, she is my best friend and what is not to love? But no, she is right. I am attracted to men, and I am very upset…and emotional…and I was letting emotions confuse things. That has to be it. I had a little to drink earlier tonight…and she is a dear and special friend and I just got caught up in the moment. That has to be the explanation.
"You are right, Bianca! " Marissa agreed and did not see the flash of pain across Bianca's face. "I am sorry that this happened. I guess I am just overwhelmed and got caught up in something. I apologize, this should not have happened. You are my very best friend and I hope this is something we can just forget ever happened."
Wow! Bianca thought. That is not what I was hoping for. If she had shown even the slightest hint that what I thought and felt were real, then maybe we could have figured this out. She didn't even object a little. I guess I was wrong about what I thought I saw.
"Yes…" Bianca spoke up. "It is my fault too. I hope you don't feel like I was taking advantage. I am sorry. Maybe you should just go sleep in the guest room…it is late. Tomorrow we can start a new day and start over. How does that sound?
Marissa nodded in agreement, but her thoughts were reeling in her head, and her body was telling her otherwise, as she picked herself up and headed off to sleep. What the hell was that about? She continued to ponder as she made her way back to the guest room.
Bianca threw her head back and covered her face with her hands and began to cry.