Tina pulled Bette up and almost immediately reached between her legs, her intent clear through her actions. Hands wandered in both directions, neither one the least bit concerned with how much noise they made.

“Lean back,” Tina stopped kissing Bette to make the request. “I can’t wait to taste you.”

Tina’s hand again reached to encourage more desire from her lover. Her fingers moved effortlessly over the aroused flesh before she moved down to taste for herself.

She kissed Bette one last time before beginning her descent.

Tina didn’t hesitate at all, having been fighting the temptation long enough. She reached out the tip of her tongue to run over swollen ready flesh, already slick with desire. Tina couldn’t keep the moan from escaping as she tasted Bette and heard her response. She directed her tongue to Bette’s clit, while Bette reached to either side and attempted in vain to grip at the mattress. Her toes curled against the sheet as Tina’s talented tongue teased at her. She was pushed over the edge when Tina slipped her fingers inside, continuing to attend to Bette with her tongue. She fell into oblivion, the pleasure radiating from the point of Tina’s contact and beyond, engulfing her body in pure bliss.

Bette lay back exhausted while Tina moved up to rest beside her. She leaned in to kiss Bette’s shoulder as her breathing returned to normal.

“One hour down, seven to go,” Tina smiled. “Come here…”

(the end)