I think about her all the time. When I am supposed to be reviewing scripts for the next white hot development project, my vision blurs and I see her beautiful smile complete with sparkling eyes as she teases me about the way I say describe. I should be focused on the discussion with the film executive in front of me but I think of how she spaces out a bit when I kiss and suck her bottom lip. When I am with a producer I am trying to woo, I think about the way she licks my neck near my jugular, then sucks it to feel my pulse quicken on her tongue, causing chills to run through my body and a sharp throb to reach my core.

I have so much trouble sleeping at night because I think about this woman, my first, non-stop. I worry – am I ***** or is this some nu ***** novelty? I really dont want to connect to Bette only to find out that my interest in her cant be sustained because shes not a man. That would so not be fair to her and I really dont want to hurt her like that. I spend long dreamy hours awake, knowing that this feeling is true because she really does it for me in every way. Shes super smart, funny, beautiful, romantic and she brings ***** to a new and fantastic level. Shes got that strong, steely, no nonsense exterior but a diffident side that she reveals to only me, I can be trusted with this vulnerability. She feels great in my arms, I feel right surrounded by hers.

Man, I am definitely falling in love with her. She has been careful not to take advantage of me physically until I feel ready. I want to scream Im ready, take me now. The kissing sessions are woefully insufficient leaving me blueballed every time now, left with a longing in my stomach and an ache in my groin. Over dinner she doesnt eat much, she holds my hand and fondles my fingers. I always have to excuse myself to the bathroom to cool down because all I can do is imagine each finger surrounded by her soft, warm mouth. My fantasies are so rampant and constant I can barely see. We need to resolve this, we need to move this relationship to the next level, Bette and I need to ***** tonight! We are having dinner at her house. I am not even remotely interested in food. I have never felt this strongly about any man Ive dated without having long since expressed it physically.

I arrived at the house early, I just could not contain myself any longer, butterflies were creating a swarm in my belly. The house was quiet and Bette seemed surprised to see me. She opened the door with wet hands that she was trying to dry with a dish towel. She muttered something then said clearly Wow, youre early, I was mixing drinks. She pecked me on the cheek, then took off back to the kitchen. She barely looked at me. I was wearing her favorite jeans and she hardly noticed. I felt a little dejected as I turned to go into the living room to throw on some music. A private mixed Prince CD caught my eye immediately and I loaded it. Then continued with other CDs I really love: Sarah McLachlan’s Fumbling Toward Ecstasy, Lucinda Williams Car Wheels On A Gravel Road, MeShell Ndegeocello’s Plantation Lullabies, Janet Jackson’s Velvet Rope

Bette came out to ask if I wanted a drink as I finished loading the music and clicked shuffle play. Princes Cream came on and I danced around her without answering her question. I grabbed her for a dance. She seemed so tense, I pulled her in close and bopped her around the room a bit, singing Tee, get on top and laughing. She smiled weakly and I reached up to move her hair from her face and give her a tender kiss. She sighed heavily and I felt her heart racing. I asked whats wrong babe? looking up into her face. She took a measured breath and said Nothing, let me get us drinks. I had never seen Bette so wound up, was she nervous about tonight? I thought no, that cant be it or maybe it was, I had just never seen her shy side so completely. I followed her into the kitchen, thinking Awww, my baby is nervous about tonight, she must feel it too, tonight is the night. I figured I could have some real fun with this and flip the proverbial script.

She was busy pouring drinks and I reached around her waist pulling her into me while I walked into her. I buried my face in her soft, curly hair as I inhaled fully, trying to allow her scent to infuse my body. She took a breath so deep I thought it might be her last. I placed a kiss on her shoulder through her shirt, and a surge went through my body. She leaned her head away from mine. I moved her hair to kiss her neck, in that spot that I knew was more sensitive than any other. She responded with another weighty breath and swayed a bit moving us both side to side. Me’Shell serenaded us with Dred Loc.

I held her more tightly as I pressed my ***** into her back, my hips into her *****. She lowered her head and held fast to the counter as I continued my kisses on her neck, first soft as a feather then harder. I sucked some of her cool skin into my mouth and tasted the salty moisture that had begun to bead on her neck. Our breathing became more rapid and time stood still as I focused on Bettes neck. I ran a hand up and down the front of her body. A loud “mmmmph” escaped her when I reached up to fondle her breast then back down to stroke her thigh. She tried to turn but I would not release her from my hold.

I moved to the other side of her neck as I reached under her blouse to rub her belly. She said oh Tee in that breathy way that usually signaled the end to our sessions. But I was not having it tonight, I continued kissing, licking and sucking her neck as I reached up beneath her shirt to unclasp her bra (I wordlessly thanked Lily St. Cyr and the front closure). I loosed my other hand and moved her bra aside to roll both nipples between my fingers. I was fusing myself onto her back, pressing forward as she pressed back. Cupping her ***** in my hands, I whispered through ragged breaths into her ear you are incredible, I am so happy I found you. Scandalous came on and I released Bette, but grabbed her again quickly as she buckled slightly. I turned her around, grabbed her waist and smiled up into her face. I said dance with me baby.

Bettes eyes were heavily hooded, I could see her desire was strong and restraint was weak. I pulled her close and sang to her, trying to match Princes falsetto. Come. Closer. Feel what U been dyin’ 4. I wrapped my arm around her waist and began to move my hips slowly to the rhythm. Understand, understand that I love U but more than that I want U. Bette followed my lead and moved her body with mine as we began to be absorbed in the magic of the music. I can’t wait, baby. Till I can wrap my legs all around U girl. Cuz sugar, U know U’re just the kind of lover that I’ve been lookin’ 4. I danced her away from the counter while I stroked her back encouraging her to relax. 2night why don’t we skip all the foreplay, mama. And just get down here on the floor. I kissed her eyes. Anything U ever dreamed of, I’m willing 2 be. 2night is gonna be scandalous. Cuz 2night I’m gonna be your fantasy. I kissed her nose and her cheek.

I moved around to nibble her ear as our dance continued, I quietly asked what do you want baby? and sang. Whisper a question. With my body, I’ll scream a reply. Anything’s acceptable. Just ask me and I’ll try it. I kissed her mouth, gentle kisses, satin soft, on her parted lips, teasing, resisting the urge to seize her tongue, betraying my own acute desire. Oh girl, the things U make me do! Genius is the only way 2 describe U. I held on to her waist with one hand but made room for the other to delicately knead her semi-exposed *****. Anything U ever dreamed of, baby. Just ask me – I’ll do, I’ll do, I’ll do it 4 U, baby. Anything at all. I exhaled deeply, she did too. I kissed her with all the passion that I had been withholding, our tongues met in her mouth, she pushed them back into mine as she explored and teased.

I could tell her nervousness was dissipating as she began caressing my face, my hair, my back, my arms and deepening the kiss. I breathed into her mouth come here and stepped back. She had the slightest hesitation, her eyes opened wide then a little furrow appeared between them. I smiled then tilted my head firmly as I turned and took her hand. She flashed that fabulous smile that captured me from the first moment I saw her and I led her to the bedroom while Janet sang My Need.