Do You Remember When… Chapter 17

“T?”

“Uhuh…?”

“You wanna go out tonight?”

“Eh?”

“Tina…?”

“What?”

“Can you take your head out of that bush for just a second?”

Tina’s blonde hair swished around as she heard the words, a smile gracing her lips at the smirk on Bette’s face.

“I happen to like having my head in a bush…”

“I know, and I would much prefer it if it wasn’t a bush growing in the garden…”

“Oh really Porter…”

“Yeah…, now come here for a sec…”  Bette said in a sultry tone, which she knew Tina would read just in the way it was intended.

Tina stood and threw her secateurs onto the cushion she had been kneeling on; she looked over toward her destination.  One Ms Bette Porter, quietly lounging in all her glory of her very famous faded Levis and a white vest.  To say she looked stunning was not a statement that came into Tina’s mind, Goddess was maybe closer to the mark than anything else that popped into her mind, and her very own goddess no less.

“You called?” Tina said quietly, as she stood at the foot of the lounger, enjoying every moment of the short walk as their eyes had locked and never wavered.

“Not called exactly, I was admiring the view of you bent pruning the bush, and I uh…” Bette began to stumble over her words as her eyes looked Tina up and down in a very obvious gaze.

“You what…” Tina asked with a smile, her mind and body reacting to the appreciation at the overt attention that was being bestowing on her.

Bette continued to look Tina up and down, her lips slightly parted as the words seemed to fail her for those fleeting seconds.  She patted her lap and cocked her head, intimating where she thought Tina should be.

Tina smiled and raised her eyebrows at Bette’s obvious flustered state.  She straddled the lounger and gently sat herself on top of Bette.  Bette’s hands slowly gliding along the skin of Tina’s legs as she lowered herself.

Tina felt the instant tingles throughout her body as Bette’s hand rested at her thighs; she looped her hands around Bette’s neck as she leaned in and placed a delicate kiss on her lips.

“So… what were you saying…, something about admiring the view…?”

“Oh that…” Bette smiled as she returned the kiss, “… yeah, it was a great view from where I’m sat.”

“Really…”

“Oh yeah…, you have the finest ass in WeHo babe…”

“Me…?”

“Yes you, I’m not talking to anyone else here am I?” Bette said as she looked around their garden.

“You’ve got that wrong babe, because don’t think I haven’t noticed you parading your ass around in these jeans this morning…”

“These old things?”

“Bette…, you know very well that ‘those old things’ are your pride and joy…”

“T… stop, you’re distracting me…”

“But babe…,” Tina leaned closer to Bette’s ear, “your ass in levis…, gets me every time…”

Bette closed her eyes as the warmth of Tina’s breath meandered through her body, settling to the place where Tina was now sat above, the feeling of heat reminding her of the thoughts she had when she had called Tina only moments ago…

“T…”

“Mmmm”

“Now your head isn’t in the bush…”

Tina smiled and raised her eyebrows, the full meaning of the action more than obvious to them both.

“I was asking if you fancied going out tonight?”

Tina looked back, allowing the question to sink in; it seemed double edged, “what were you thinking…?”

Bette looked away, biting the inside of her lip, before looking back at Tina, “oh I don’t know, maybe we could go to that bar you like…”

“Bar…?” Tina furrowed her brow in confusion, the word ‘bar’ not being very specific if Bette already had ideas or plans in her mind.

“You know…, that bar…”

The cogs of Tina’s mind clicked into place, “oh… that bar…”

“Yeah…, what do you think…, is it a date?”

“Oh it’s a date alright…, say…, 8.30?”

Bette smiled at Tina’s eagerness, “8.30 it is then…” she said as she leaned forward to seal the deal, “same arrangements as last time?”

“Absolutely!”

Bette was taken by complete surprise as her body was spun and her back slammed against the door, her head banged against the solid wood, her eyes momentarily closed as she felt the split second pain in her neck. The wind had been taken out of her sails for a moment as her mind caught up with the actions.

Her breathing was already laboured and ragged; she could feel her chest rising and falling as her body fought for its natural sustenance…

Tina looked directly into Bette’s eyes.  Her eyes searched the face in front of her, the perfectly formed arch of her brows, the neat straight nose, the dark pink lips, parted as the ragged breaths escaped. The flawless glowing skin framed by the long dark curls.

She looked back into Bette’s eyes, the long dark lashes surrounding the eyes that were currently boring into her own, eyes that were burning with black intense desire.

Bette looked at Tina’s dilated pupils, knowing her own reflected the same high levels of glazed intensity.

Their faces were mere inches apart, their breathing both erratic. Bette swallowed hard, the movement causing the muscles in her neck to visibly drop.

Tina gave a lazy smile as she looked deeply into Bette’s eyes, she could see how aroused Bette was by just looking into those eyes, it was always a tell tale sign…

Tina’s lips crashed into Bette’s with ferocity, their mouths immediately opening as the dual began, the probing, the tasting, the fighting for control.

Their arms immediately encircled the other, pulling tighter, needing to be closer… The full body embrace against the front door wasn’t close enough…, it would never be close enough, but Tina tried harder regardless… 

She pushed against Bette, longing for that overwhelming feeling that there was absolutely nothing but a mere breath between them…

Bette’s hands began to grasp at Tina…, her hands searching for the creamy skin, she needed to touch skin, any skin, she needed her, desperately needed her...

Tina pulled Bette close, with their naked bodies now in a full embrace, the moment of skin touching skin ignited the sparks between them, the rapid fire was in full flow, the blue touch paper began the familiar sizzle as the flames of desire launched throughout their bodies.

Nakedness enclosed them, their breathing remained ragged.  The need for oxygen overtook the passionate embrace as Tina’s head dropped back.  Her flushed neck becoming a blank canvas as Bette’s tongue painted her own unique masterpiece on her skin…

Bette’s hands automatically cupped the tantalizing breasts in front of her, the feelings of the fullness breaking the reverie of her oral onslaught…

"Oh god T…"

Tina’s hands rested on Bette’s shoulders as she watched Bette’s actions, her own breathing coming in raspy breaths, her chest rising and falling, she watched as Bette’s hands cupped her breasts on either side, lifting slightly, her fingers manipulating the soft flesh.

Bette licked her lips as her eyes took in the landscape before her, the contrasting colour of her own fingers against the creaminess of Tina’s breasts, she moved her thumbs to graze the already erect nipples, each hand mirroring the others movements, each breast reacting in the same way.

She looked into Tina’s face, the hooded lids causing a groan to escape her own mouth; she lent forward kissing each fleshy mound before pushing together and burying her nose into the deep valley between, her hands still maintaining the same arousing movements as she breathed in the unique smell of her love.

Tina’s hands moved into Bette’s hair, her fingers entwining within the mass of curls, pulling her closer, wanting more, needing more… Her hands guided Bette to her nipples; she could feel the instant sensation as she felt the warm lips encircling her aroused nipple, sucking slightly, pulling, teeth grazing and the strong tongue flicking across its tip. The dizzying combination causing her head to fall back and her eyes to slide closed.

Tina felt the same attention being addressed on the other nipple, this one always feeling slightly more sensitive than the other, and with the knowledge they had of one another’s bodies, Bette used it to her full advantage as she softened her tongue, ensuring she gave the maximum amount of pleasure that she could…

Bette could feel the weakness beginning to invade Tina’s body as she devoured the roseate puckered skin in her mouth; she turned them around gently and lent Tina against the door…

Her own body continued to react to the onslaught she was carrying out.

She dragged her tongue once again around the areola, stiffening her tongue as she flicked the nipple to the sounds of the groans above…

She moved her mouth and began a slow upward journey…

The creamy skin across Tina’s chest remained pink and flushed with pent up desire.

Tina felt the heat pervade her entire being as Bette’s tongue travelled to her neck, her body was supported with one arm around her waist and the heavy door behind her.

Bette’s other hand cupped her breast, the thumb circling her already sensitive and aroused nipple. She felt the cool air surround her nipple as the warmth of Bette’s hand disappeared…

Her fingers made the familiar path south, across the taut flat stomach, coming to fleetingly rest at the soft hairs.

Bette moved backward slightly allowing their eyes to meet in the subdued lighting of their home, the continuing ardour apparent in the depth of their gaze, the quiet moment between them allowed the searching, the finding, the realization and confirmation of the deep emotional connection they both felt in that very moment.

The same feeling that was felt at different moments in their life; the meaning was always the same. Love.

Bette’s mouth and tongue ravaged the straining neck, her teeth grazing the pulsating veins as she made her way to her favourite lobe, biting, teasing, tasting…

She flicked her tongue across the fleshy lobe, the expelled air from her nostrils invading Tina’s ear, as her body involuntarily jerked as the sensation travelled throughout her.

Bette halted her actions, knowing she wanted to take this elsewhere, she wanted to lead Tina into the haven that was their bedroom…

Bette held her hand out, requesting its partner, fingers entwined as the look between them said more than any words ever would.

They stepped over the discarded garments scattered on the floor, the Jimmy Choo’s and Christian Louboutin’s kicked to the side, the killer heels of both women forgotten…

Bette silently walked backwards, toward their bedroom…, she noticed how Tina’s lips had parted, her breathing heavy and ragged with the rise and fall of her chest, her consciousness informing her senses of their destination.

Bette dropped Tina’s hand as they stood beside the bed, this was what it was about…, their date, the evening, the intensity between them…

It had been building between them for hours; it would continue to build until they would lay exhausted, glowing in those moments when nothing and no one mattered, apart from them…, being together…

Bette turned and smiled, the smile that would guarantee Tina’s knees instant weakness regardless of any support around her.

She stepped forward and took Tina into her arms, the instant surging throughout both bodies evident with the dual groan as skin met skin in the full length embrace.

Lips were sought and found, gentle at first, tasting, teasing, tongues running across lips, along pearly white enamel and gentle probing as hands wandered over expanses of skin, over backs, arms and shoulders…

Bette stepped them backward as they continued their devouring kiss, small slow steps back, needing the sanctuary that their bed always gave them…

Bette’s legs came into contact with the edge of the bed, their kiss broke contact at the disturbance.

Tina brought her hands to Bette’s waist, guiding her down, shifting back onto the bed.

She stood, looking as Bette leaned back on her hands, the deepest pools flashing the most sensual erotic gaze at her, her body shuddering at the intensity, her own throbbing centre causing the familiar passionate pain that only the pressure of her lover would ease.

She allowed her eyes to feast upon the woman before her, she was about begin her pilgrimage, about to explore, to focus her entire being on pleasing and pleasuring the one who made her heart beat each day.

Bette’s mind became fuzzy as she watched Tina bring her hands and place them on her legs, the gentle fingers stroking the skin up and down, closer and then back, closer still, and back again, closer to brush against the dark triangle of curls, the centre of her being that was silently demanding attention, pouring forth its want and need.

Tina’s fingers brushed the glistening curls, the intake of breath audible in the silence around them.

Tina’s fore finger slowly explored…

Bette’s head dropped back, her eyes sliding closed as the fleeting feeling travelled throughout her body; the groan escaped her parted lips.

"Oh god… T…?"

"Mmmm…"

Bette raised her head, the hooded eyes, communicating her need, her want and her heightened desire.

"Fuck me T…"

It was Tina’s turn to groan as the words caused the surge to invade her body. She leant forward to capture the desperate lips before her, Bette sat up bringing her hands to Tina’s hair, pulling her closer as the moaning spilt between them, the wildness of the kiss causing the already ragged breathing to escalate…

Tina edged her fingertips forward, coming in directly into contact with Bette’s arousal, as she made contact Bette’s hips bucked as her nerve centre became the focus of the stroking fingertips, the fingers sliding further through the velvety folds, gently stroking back and forth, the sensations and touch immediately causing the familiar building within her.

Bette brought her own hand to Tina’s private curls, her fingers slipping through the overwhelmingly warm desire that was awaiting her touch. Her fingertips slowly gliding across the velvety folds as Tina’s knees weakened, she felt the building within herself and upon her own fingertips…

Their mutual desires were rising with each stroke, nurturing one another’s swollen centres, the aching within continuing to build, the heat invading every last pore, the duelling tongues gaining momentum as their movements began to take over.

Their fingers began to establish their very own steady rhythm, finding the familiar spot in which they knew would tip their lover over the edge.

Tina's fingers concentrated on the axis of Bette's being, her eyes meeting the deepest, darkest pools of love she had ever seen as the moment hit…

Her mouth felt dry, she couldn’t swallow, her tongue unable to move, she felt pain in her chest, she felt pain in her groin, such an intense aching pain, the ringing in her ears becoming louder and louder, the grey stars around her eyes, clouding the already blurry view of the ceiling above, her body didn’t feel her own, she had no control, she was overcome with such complete and utter intense desire and passion, she couldn’t speak, she couldn’t breath, she couldn’t see, blackness surrounding her as the orgasm overtook her body, her own fingers continued mirroring the movements within Tina’s centre.

Bette’s body shuddered as she reached the pinnacle of the crescendo, her hand clenched Tina's wrist to lengthen the summit…

Tina’s own fireworks instantaneously erupted, the whoosh overtook her body, Bette’s arm encircled her waist as the mighty building pressure to explode and release overtook Tina’s body.

Tina’s head shot backwards as her body continued with the aftershocks of the orgasm, her hands held Bette’s shoulders for stability, her mouth opened, no words spilling forth, her breathing held as the intensity overtook her…

Bette held tightly as the jerking body in her arms began to calm, the breaths against her neck coming in short, sharp gasps, she brought both of her arms around Tina, bringing her in close, the feelings and sensations within them still reverberating throughout their bodies, they remained weak, they remained silent.

Tina’s rested her head on Bette’s shoulder, she heard the endearments being whispered into her ear, the small kisses being gently planted in her hair, the soft stroking on the clammy skin of her back.

Some semblance of feeling was returning to her legs, her knees were still giving slight trembles as she felt arms pull in her tighter.

As the moments passed their eyes met, the dilated pupils remained locked, once in a while a stray tear fell from the darkest of the pools, the pale finger intermittently wiping it away, the intensity of their union overcoming Bette as the waves of emotions continued to travel throughout her body.

Bette stared at the ceiling, her arms outstretched as complete exhaustion overcame her…

Tina leaned on her elbow, looking down at the women beside her, seeing the big smile appearing on Bette’s face…

“What are you smiling at…?” Tina asked quietly.

Bette turned her head slightly to look directly at Tina, “uh…, let me think…?  What about the most fantasmic sex we just had?”

“Oh that…” Tina said with raised eyebrows, “…and you said…”

Bette smirked, interrupting Tina’s words, “yeah I know…, it wasn’t my idea of a perfect date…, go on, just say it…”

Tina leaned forward and gently placed her lips against Bette’s, “you mean the…, I told you so…”

“Yes that…”

“But it was an amazing night wasn’t babe…?”

“Oh yes, it most definitely was the most amazing night…, I’m not sure I could cope with it often though…”

EARLIER THAT EVENING…

 

 

Bette arrived at the bar, glancing at her watch to check that she was on time, the time she had arranged to meet her date for the evening…

 

Five minutes to spare… She walked inside the semi crowded establishment, glancing around to find an appropriate place to sit and wait.

 

Bette sat at the bar and ordered an Absolute Martini, once again checking her watch, she smiled as she saw the time piece, a gift from Tina for her last birthday…, simple but expensive, it suited her down to the ground…

 

“Hi…”

 

Bette turned at the greeting, “hi…”

 

“May I join you?”

“I uh…, I’m actually waiting for someone…”

 

“Oh…, maybe I could sit here until your date arrives…”

 

“Sure…” Bette replied as she looked at the woman beside her… She noticed how attractive she was and gave an inner smile, was that her heart she could feel pumping inside her chest…? Did her heart rate just increase with this woman sitting next to her…?