Bette: You really just can’t get enough of me, can you? (Grinning.)

Tina turned onto her back, looking up as Bette laid her hand on Tina’s stomach.

Tina: No. I can never get enough. (Turning her head to Bette with a smile.)

Bette: Good.

Bette ducked her head to kiss Tina on the lips. Tina let out a faint sigh as Bette’s lips continued to press against hers. Quickly, she parted from the kiss to speak.

Tina: But it’s your turn.

Tina pushed her way ontop of Bette, holding her wrists above her head like what had just been done to her earlier.

Bette: You can’t steal my moves. (Trying not to laugh.)

Tina: I can do anything I want babe. I’m on top.

Tina winked and giggled as Bette freed herself from Tina’s grip.

Bette: That’s not how it works.

With a smile, Tina tried to grab Bette’s wrists again. Bette was stealthy, and made it very difficult for Tina who had strattled her and was trying to pin her down. Tina started to laugh in frustration.

Tina: Stop moving.

She couldn’t stop laughing, as Bette laughed along at Tina’s attempts, trying to wriggle out from under her. In a wrestling sort of effort, Bette finally made her way out from under Tina. As they both knelt on the bed looking at each other, Bette started to laugh.

Bette: What are we doing?

Tina: I don’t know. (Laughing as she fell onto her side and got back up again.) But I think you’re winning.

Tina let out a small scream as Bette lunged over to grab her, and pushed her back onto the bed. Bette laid ontop of her with Tina’s hands in hers as she whispered.

Bette: I always win.

For a moment, Tina was lost in Bette’s smile. She knew that she always got her way and the confidence in her voice was a turn on, but Tina knew what she had to do to get back ontop. She smiled and reached her neck up to kiss Bette. During their kiss and without Bette noticing, Tina carefully rolled Bette onto her back, keeping their hands together all the while.

Tina: Not always.

Bette looked up to her lover, as they both smiled, knowing what would happen next.

Bette: Always.

She grinned and moved her hips under Tina while Tina felt the movements and bit her lower lip. As Bette moved, Tina moved her hands against Bette’s naked body, letting go of her hands. Bette was in no rush to escape as she laid back and enjoyed every moment of attention that Tina was giving her. Bending down to pay close attention to Bette’s neck, Tina used her tongue and lips to draw moans from Bette, while Bette grabbed Tina’s thighs.