Troubles In Heaven

Chapter 11. 𝐇𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐥

Silence settled around the table. The atmosphere became so tense that it could be cut with a knife. The boys, Arden, Noah, Armand, and Catherine looked confused and frightened.
René got up, and before Sophie could do or say anything she crossed the rushed garden."Ren, wait!" Armand screamed and made to get up, but his girlfriend would not let him. It was not their problem, and letting the boyfriend get involved could make the situation worse. Sophie looked at Charlotte. Her lovely brown eyes read satisfaction.

"How could she...?" Sophie whispered to herself, shouting "René, René, please." The black-haired woman did not listen to her. She was filled with sadness and hate at the same time. "René".Sophie had caught up with the chinese when the young lady slammed the door of their bedroom right under her girlfriend's nose.

She tried to open it, but hopelessly. "René, It's me. Open, please." Sophie's tender voice broke. She did not want to lose the love of her life. If Charlotte had not suggested it, it would not have happened. "René, my sweet René, I beg you to open me to talk." It seemed that the chinese calmed down after minutes and she opened the door. Sophie walked slowly toward her. The Chinese woman was tearing tears one by one. Sophie cupped her face and lifted it to hers. She put a soft kiss on her tight lips. "I do not want you to marry Charlotte," said in her tears. Sophie wiped a few tears from her girlfriend's divine face,

"I've already explained to you, René, I have to do it, it'll be a short marriage, do you understand?" Sophie's chocolate eyes were reigning in hope and love, "But you promise to divorce as soon as the child come, did not you? "René put her head on her chest and closed her eyes. Sophie caressed her hair, kissed her exquisite neck, and whispered "Of course"
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It passed by midnight and all were asleep. René, lying on her stomach, was enjoying the kisses that Sophie had left on her back. She moaned gently as she felt her beloved one's lips on her waist. The younger was only rolled up in half, leaving the most appetizing on display. Sophie's weight pressed her against the bed.

The older woman pulled her girlfriend's hair away, kissing her neck gently,sometimes biting her sensitive point. Sophie moaned as René was trying to turn to her girlfriend. The brunette's lips went through her entire neck, her hands were on René's tight body, touching her tenderly.

Sophie could be very affectionate and intense too. When she and the chinese met, the first time it was something casual, wild and casual sex, until things took another shape. The french's touches brought waves of heat through René's slim body. Her caresses became suffocating, and the younger woman needed more. Once René told Sophie that there was a difference between fucking and making love. Fucking is good, but fucking with love is even better.

The younger woman took a moment of distraction, shifted positions and was now over Sophie. She took off the pink sweater she wore and tossed it into a corner. Her exposed breasts and silhouette in the low light contributed to Sophie's growing excitement.
Her girlfriend's hands caressed her sensitive skin. They stopped at her big chest. Sophie stroked her nipples, and René bit her lower lip.

"S-Sophie." The woman on top was bristling. She leaned down and her dense lips touched the French's. The smell and taste of vanilla and fruit felt on her lips. Sophie's lips brushed her chin, then her neck, and between René's breasts. The youngest was bristling and her girl wasted no time, placed one breast in her mouth as she squeezed the other.

René groaned and grabbed her girlfriend's hair. Sophie cupped a nipple between her teeth, bit into a thin line of pain and pleasure. "M-my God, Soph ..." Ren moaned.
The French made her way down, kissing her girlfriend. She took off the tiny panties she wore and saw how excited her woman was. Sophie pulled René and made her sit down, then took the place of her lying down.

René understood what her girlfriend wanted. One leg on each side and the chinese sat down. She moaned loudly as she felt the tongue of her girlfriend on her clit. Sophie was as aroused as she felt her liquid drain through her legs. René was holding the head of the bed and tossing her head back. Sophie's tongue stalking her sex was a wonderful torture.

René groaned so hard as the two fingers of the french thrusted into her. Pleasure from the actions of the older brought René to the edge orgasm. Sophie stopped playing with the clit of her girlfriend and started kissing her in the crease of her neck. Her girlfriend arched her back from orgasm. She was breathing heavily, grasping the sheets, whole The older woman licked her fingers one by one. "Now it's your turn" René pushed Sophie and laid on her.

Her nails we're caressing the curly, soft hair of Sophie. The right hip of René pushed the femininity of her girlfriend and felt humidity there. Withdrew her face from that of her lover. In her eyes could have read lust, love and arousal. "Obviously you're more excited by me" she raised flawless eyebrow ."Speak not so much, please. Just love me." whispered Sophie and close her eyes, leaving the waves of pleased to refer her far.

René slipped her right hand between them. Sophie's moans were quiet and gentle, but when René pushed two fingers deeper, the woman could not withstanding to not cried highly her name. Her left hand clutched hair of her lover and with the other was sinking her nails deep in her back.