Twisted, Chapter 20 (Paloma/Simone, Chad/Whitney)
by evianfan84



Chapter 20

The next night, Paloma had rented a room in the same hotel as Eve. It was a Crane hotel and Theresa let her have the room for the night for free. It was supposed to be a relaxing girls party to celebrate Simone’s kicking Spike’s a** and Jessica’s retirement from hooking. Jessica wasn’t in the mood for a party (which was what Paloma had been counting on) but Simone needed the escape from her house. The next day after telling her mother, she told her father. He had been less understanding. Ever since she told him, he had been shoving the idea of men down her throat. Paloma never thought she would love T.C. Russell more than she did when Simone told her that she just had to get out of the house.

She had decorated the room with five fat candles and set them on a low burn. She played Sade in the background and put on her a very sexy teddy. She knew how to seduce men but women were a different story. She extremely nervous, but also she was ready to take this step with Simone. She knew that Simone was the love of her life and now she wanted her as the fire in her bed. She had never felt this way towards anyone before and intensity of waiting for her was driving her mad.

“Paloma?” Simone walked slowly into the room. She saw the candles and heard the music-- vaguely. What drew her attention the most of the young woman in the middle of the room. For a second, Simone had forgotten how to breathe.

Paloma had looked so innocent and naughty at the same time. Her eyes darted around the room and Simone took note of her tapping her fingers against her thigh. The teddy she had on was red and see-through. It dipped low in the front and high on the bottom. Before Paloma could finish a sentence, Simone was across the room and kissing her. She held her close to her body and felt a sigh of relief run through her lover. Simone knew that she was not going to fight what happened tonight. She had been fighting it for too long now.

Paloma lost all nervousness as Simone, showing good upper body strength, picked her up. Her legs went automatically around Simone’s waist and held her tightly there. She ran whispers of kisses down Simone’s neck and was reward with a steamy groan. Simone placed Paloma on the bed and lay on top of her. She took Paloma’s hand and ran it along her body slowly. Paloma enjoyed her one hand tour but soon used both. She took control and used them to get Simone’s shirt off, much to Simone’s amusement.

“You are so beautiful. I love you, so much.” Paloma stared at her lover dressed in nothing but jeans and a bra. She pulled Simone’s head down to hers and kissed her thoroughly. She soon pushed down the straps on the bra she wore felt Simone for the first time in her hand without restraints. It was better than all her nights of dreaming.

“Are you sure? I don’t want you to regret this and I’m not turning back after this. I won’t force you into any major changes but I love you Paloma. I want this to be just us.” Simone knew she wasn’t saying the words just right but it didn’t matter. She loved the young woman beneath her more than anyone.

Paloma answered her by undoing the button to her jeans and pushing down past her hips. She slid down on the bed until she was at level to kiss Simone’s belly button.

“I am so ready for you to stop your talking and get this thing off of me.” Paloma said playfully smirk. Simone pulled her up so they were face to face.

“You are going to get me in so much trouble.”



Across town, Whitney wiggled out of Chad’s arm. It had been another usual night of mind blowing sex with him and it gave her energy while knocking him out. She set to clean the small space they lived in; she figured if they were going to live in a small area, it should be clean. She was throwing things out when she found a picture of him from his childhood. She had never seen any pictures of him before the age of eighteen when he was finally out of the system. They both shared stories of foster homes though she barely remembered hers. She had been four when Eve and T.C saved her from the foster care system. She thought they were both angels sent to rescue her. Chad’s experience had been less than stellar and he never seemed to be placed in a good home. In the picture, he was smiling and his arm was around another little boy who had the most amazing eyes.

“Babe, who is this?” Whitney shook him gently and waited for him to wake up.

“Come on, Whit. I’m sleep.” Chad turned over though because he loved her and she wouldn’t let him sleep until she got attention.

“You’re awake now. Who is this in the picture?”

“Oh, sweetie, I haven’t seen this picture in a while.” He sat up in bed and gathered her into his lap. He loved the feel of her and she loved his arms around her. He traced the tattoo of his zodiac sign on her thigh. He had her sign on his arm.

“Focus.”

“I knew him as a kid. His name is Chase but he called himself Chance from the first day I met him in the group home. Everyone made fun of him because as he said ‘his flame was brighter than most.’ I helped him fight off the other boys but he could hold his own. Plus, he has a beautiful singing voice. Not as good as yours though.”

“Really? I never knew this about you.”

“I don’t know why I never talk about him. We meet up monthly for lunch and he’s like a brother to me. We’re kinda close. You’re going to meet him soon. Can’t marry a woman without her meeting Chance first.” He kissed her shoulder and held his breath for her response.

“I would love to meet Chance. Isn’t that funny, we both have gay sibli—. Did you just propose?”

“Yes.”

“YES!” She leaned back and kissed him. She turned herself in his arms and straddled him between her legs. She had been hoping for this question since he asked her to move in.

“I love you, Whitney. I love you so much.”

“I love you too, Chad. I can’t wait to be Mrs. Harris.”


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