Previously:

Bette rolled onto her back beside Tina, quietly waiting for the exhausted blonde’s breath to even out… Suddenly she felt Tina’s hands grab her wrists, as she straddled herself on top of Bette assaulting her with a powerful torrent of kisses. It was at this point that Bette just let her emotions gush out, every fear… every insecurity was totally gone and out of sight.

 She laid there enjoying Tina’s touch, thinking every moment was unbelievable as Tina showed her the range of expertise she was actually capable of providing. Bette’s cries could be heard in various places of the house as Tina gave her what she had been yearning for all night. Bette kissed Tina one more time as both of them collapsed onto bed happy and exhausted. Good night Bette… Night Tina.

Seconds ticked into minutes, slowly melting themselves into the evening like the tiny granules of sand funneling through the edges of an hourglass… grain by grain time slowly dwindled into the early hours of morning… Bette was looking up at the ceiling of her darkened bedroom, listening intently to steady sounds of breathing coming from the warm body sleeping by her side.

Tina had been laying there beside her, lost in a deep contented sleep, and Bette smiled as she pulled the sheets higher up to cover the exposed skin on Tina’s shoulders, watching as the fabric glided over Tina’s bare skin with ease, barely able to control herself as she did so.

To her the memories of the night before were still vividly fresh. And for what was probably like the thousandth time that night, she reminded herself of how lucky she actually was.

One by one random scenes flashed through her mind… first appearing in short yet very powerful snippets of her and Tina in bed… loving each other, connecting with in ways which transcended words… Bette played through these scenes until finally she was able to piece them together into one chronologically sound picture… She could still remember the way Tina’s breath felt upon her skin… the memory as Tina’s exchanged between hot, lust filled intervals of heavy inhales turning into equally ragged exhales, made goose bumps slowly rise against her flesh… all of this was enough to make her heart skip a little too fast than she was normally used to.