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Title: Bette's Second Grade Crush (Chapter Thirteen)
Author: BenMac  [ Send a Private Message ]    [ View Author Bio ]
Copyright: BenMac
Content Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Most characters belong to IC and Showtime; others are completely invented by the author!
Author's Note: Thank you, Readers, for your warm and supportive remarks. I'm glad some of you got chills from reading the ending of the last chapter. I felt it as I wrote it!

I'm sorry to not have responded to your questions in the comments. I do plan on addressing them either through the unfolding of the plot or individual PMs. I'm just a bit backed up right now being it is the end of the semester.

I had used OneNote to organize the chapters of this story a number of months ago with the original intent of it being eight chapters (yes, eight is important to the story in a spiritual context if you haven't already guessed). Then it was expanded to ten chapters. But my chapters kept growing and growing and the key scenes that lead to Bette's healing and Tina's acceptance were exploding to twenty or more pages. So as of right now, I'm looking at 16 chapters, which appeases my little OCD mind as it is double eight.

Mild Warning: The end of this chapter contains spontaneous BDSM play. It is fairly mild, but may disturb some of you even though it is 100% consensual. Please skip that part if it is something you would rather not experience in print.


Summary: Chapter Thirteen: Bette struggles with her possessiveness and to say those three little words to Tina.
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Bette stirred in her sleep.  She could feel Tina’s lips on her own, but she was so sluggish she couldn’t open her eyes.

“Hey babe,” Tina whispered in the still of the room.  It was early morning and Tina had already been up, jogged, had coffee and breakfast, taken a shower and dressed for the day.  She needed to hit the highway in order to make it to West Side Academy in time for the first bell and her planning period.

But Bette was slow to awaken as she and Tina had spent the rest of the previous evening talking, laughing and making love into the late night, early morning.  She had been so satisfied and satiated with the sex and her body filled with not only Tina’s delicious cooking, but also the care and tenderness Tina had shown her that she had sank into the deepest, non-drug induced sleep she had ever experienced in her adult life. 

“You leaving?” Bette mumbled with her eyes still shut.

“Yeah, I left you some breakfast and a key so you can lock up when you let yourself out, okay?” Tina stroked the messy brown hair tangled and spilling over the pillow.

“Okay. Miss you…” Bette muttered back and hugged the pillow drifting back into a serene sleep.

“Here’s your phone by the bed.  I’ll call you in an hour and make sure you’re up or you’ll be late for work,” Tina said and watched as Bette took a deep breath that indicated she had already drifted off again.

Tina leaned down and kissed her on the forehead. “Okay, my love, dream well,” and Tina was off to work.

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“Fuck…” Bette grumbled as she reached for her vibrating phone.  She didn’t bother to open her eyes, didn’t realize she wasn’t even in her own bed.

“This is Bette,” she said into the receiver.

“Good morning, sleepy.  Are you up?” Tina’s voice sang through the receiver.

“Huh?” Bette opened her eyes and realized where she was. “Oh, hey sweetheart.  What time is it?”

“It’s nine.  What time do you need to be at work?” Tina asked.

“Shit! My first class is at 10:30.  I’m glad you called or I’d still be sleeping,” Bette yawned and scratched herself looking around the room for her clothes.

“I thought as much.  You were out cold when I left.  Hey, make sure to eat your breakfast before you leave,” Tina said.

“Okay, I will…um, hey…where’s my clothes?” Bette started walking around the bed and then down the hall.




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