Twisted, Chapter 2 (Simone and Paloma)
by evianfan84
Chapter 2
Simone stood in front of a shocked Paloma. Her life had been turned upside
down since the moment the young lady landed in Harmony. Paloma had been
full of anger at her mother, almost shaking with it. She quickly opened
up to Simone about her feelings as the ‘forgotten’ child. Simone felt something
in her click with her, she had always felt overshadowed by Whitney. First,
her parents and then Chad, Whitney seemed effortlessly to steal people from
her life. She hated her sister so much that it made her physically ill to
think of it. Instead she focused on the Latina beauty in front of her.
“So…you’re gay? What about Chad?” Paloma did not seem upset, just confused.
“I don’t know. I think it was his eyes that had me. He does have pretty
eyes. But I now know who I am and what I want.”
Simone was glad that Pilar was out of the house tonight. It took some pretty
hard convincing to get her to go out with the town’s florist. It made her
sad to see Pilar year after year, spend Friday nights alone in the house.
She would light candles for her ‘dead’ husband. A husband that recently
came back with a mistress and her daughter. Simone felt really bad for Pilar,
she hated Martin and Katherine enough for the both of them. Their love made
the last 20 years of Pilar’s life a sad pitiful joke. Simone had tried over
and over to explain to Paloma that she wouldn’t have been sent to Mexico
if Martin hadn’t run away, leaving Pilar to support five kids. She didn’t
get Martin. Pilar was way hotter than Katherine. Simone saw a lot Pilar in
Paloma.
“And what do you want?” Paloma walked up seductively to Simone. She wasn’t
an idiot. Simone had been giving her the eye for months and while it confused
the hell out of it her at first, Paloma came to realize that she returned
her feelings. She began to dream of Simone who replaced her ‘boyfriend’
(who was also gay) in her fantasies. She had been waiting for Simone to
take the lead because she wanted her to come to this on her own.
“I’ve known for a while now I want.” Simone was having a hard time catching
her breath. Simone hadn’t been honest when it came to Chad. It wasn’t his
eyes, it was that he wasn’t Jessica. She had spent her childhood in love
with the bratty sister of her even brattier best friend. She knew it could
never happen with Jessica. Even more so now that she was drugged out hooker.
Simone wasn’t touching that with a ten foot pole, but they were still going
to be friends. Paloma had been what she wanted for months. She was better
than both Chad and Jessica combined. She was good person, an angry person,
but a good one. She needed to take this slow.
“Well, I’m glad for you.” Paloma moved half an inch closer and lowered
her voice. The nearness of Simone was driving her crazy. She had no idea
when her hateful biological mother would be back home and she wanted Simone
now.
“Are you moving closer to me?” Simone looked at the object of her love
and lust questionably.
“I’m going to hug you. Don’t freak out.” Paloma, deciding that Simone was
too shy to make any moves, threw her arms around Simone. Her skin felt so
soft. Her hair had a fruity fragrance and it mixed with the subtle perfume
she always wore. Paloma had wanted to hug Simone like this for what seemed
like forever.
Simone squeezed her back and inhaled Paloma. She was freshly showered and
smelled like soap. She could feel every curve of Paloma through her thin
dress. Her hot breath on her neck made Simone what to push her down on the
bed. She gasped as she realized their thighs were touching. Feeling brave,
Simone move her leg so that it was between Paloma’s. She heard and felt Paloma’s
breath catch against her.
“You know, don’t you?” Simone whispered. The realization was almost too
much for her too take.
“You know that I dream of you. That I want you now more than I’ve ever
wanted anybody or anything. You know, that your body is driving me insane.”
Simone didn’t want to stop talking.
“I know that if you don’t quit talking I’m going throw you down on this
bed.” Paloma kissed the side of Simone’s neck.
Too happy and shocked to say anything, Simone pounced on Paloma, knocking
her onto the bed. She kissed her with a hard urgency that she felt consume
her. She moved her hands through Paloma’s dark rich hair and tasted her
mouth over and over. Paloma returned kiss for kiss and Simone bent her head
to nibble on her neck, Paloma almost screamed from the ecstasy of it. This
was better than anything she had ever had before. Anything.
“I’ve wanted you so bad. I don’t know what this means but I’ve got to have
you now.” Paloma rolled Simone over under her. Her hands going directly
for her breasts, she had wondered what Simone looked like underneath those
fashionable clothes. There was even a time she stole one of her bras when
Simone wasn’t looking. She held that bra between her legs at night, just
thinking.
“Wait!” Simone found some incredible strength to stop Paloma from undoing
her shirt. It was hard because with each button popped, Paloma kissed the
exposed skin—using her tongue.
“What?” Paloma looked up more confuse than ever.
“We can’t do this. I don’t want to be some experiment for you. I love you.
I couldn’t take this being just lust.” She said this even as her hand rubbed
Paloma’s butt.
“Damn it, Simone. I don’t want to be bogged down with talk of the future.”
Paloma was no longer ‘in the mood’. She jumped up off of her friend and
brushed her dressed down.
“Well I do. I want you in this bed now but I can’t knowing that tomorrow
you might break my heart. You might go back to the guy you were cheating
on your obviously gay boyfriend with.” Simone buttoned up her shirt and sat
up.
“I can’t make you any promises. I mean, we’ve had some hot sex.” This wasn’t
true. Paloma found Robbie cute enough and the sex was passable. She just
wanted to see Simone jealous. Paloma had been jealous for months over Jessica.