01-12-2004, 07:59 AM
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More passion?? What the hell did he mean... more passion? Helene's stomach lurched, but she kept her arms around Max, not wanting him to become further alarmed.
Pulling away, she touched her forehead to his and stared into her son's eyes, whispering. "Trust mommy. You have to trust me. Understand?"
It broke her heart to feel him nod against her, knowing full well that the look in his eyes told her that he did not.
"Simon did not say stop! Simon said KISS!"
Willing Max to relax, Helene began to kiss her son again. Petal soft kisses at first. On his forehead, his cheeks, his nose. She trailed baby kisses all over his face until she found his mouth again. His lips were soft, pliant as she pressed against them. Gently at first, to build his trust. Then firmer. Harder. He closed his eyes when she slipped her tongue between his lips, his arms moving around her body. Holding her closely as she did him.
She wove love knots in his hair. Circled her fingertips around his ears. All the time kissing. Kissing with as much passion as she could muster. Please, God. Let this horror stop. Please.
Helene heard Max moan -- more a frightened mewling, she thought. But even then she didn't stop. She'd explain it all to Max later. She had to do this to save their lives. His life.
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Glistening moonlight caresses the dewed silk petals of a luscious blood red rose, yearning to be experienced, her sweet lusty fragrance uninhibited and irresistible. ~Donovan~
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