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    Fire and Ice Chapter 44

    Story written on June 16, 2008 by firestarter.
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    time is of the essence….

    April 1999

     

     

    Bette’s business cell began to ring before she could even find the leather seat beneath her body.  She looked apologetically to the blonde sitting directly beside her who was actually relieved to experience a break in the taut tension between their bodies.

    "This is Bette Porter." The brunette began, finding a comfortable position as the driver shut her door.

    As Bette was locked into a her conversation, Tina took the brief opportunity to relax, take a moment to collect her thoughts.  

    She checked her watch, completely unaware of how much time had elapsed during their little heated shopping spree. 

    4:30….fuck.

    Tina knew New York traffic all too well…it would take at least 30 minutes to get to the Waldorf…and that’s if they were lucky.

    Bette had to be at the gallery by 7…including commute, that would give them roughly 30 minutes of spare time….spare time they so desperately needed. 

    But Tina knew that once they got going, 30 minutes would not be enough.  She wasn’t sure if forever would be enough at this point.  The aching in her chest grew with intensity as she contemplated having to wait any longer to be with Bette Porter.

    Bette narrowed her eyes on Tina as the blonde visably struggled with the thoughts swimming through her head.  The brunette tried to remain calm as her mind raced with possibilities.  Finally getting Tina alone was almost too much to imagine…only as the voice of her assistant came bounding through the ear piece did she tumble down to reality.

    "Bette…I have bad news…Juliet called…." Marcus began.

    "Juliet called?  When…" Bette began, immediately apprehensive upon hearing that bad news would be involved.

    "Ten minutes ago…she said she tried to get a hold of you earlier…but your phone kept saying you were out of range…" Marcus rambled on.

    "Yeah…I was in a dressing room…" Bette began, watching Tina blush at the memory.  "Anyway, what’s this all about?"

    "The artist…he’s refusing to proceed with the show…." Marcus went silent, perhaps in a retreat to prepare for the brunette’s inevitable hostile reaction.

    "Are you kidding me?  It’s less than 3 hours away!  Who the fuck…" Bette instantly softened as she realized that this tiny curve of fate was actually a miracle in disguise. 

    Tina shook her head in confusion as Bette’s features transfixed into a luminous glow.  She couldn’t help but smile, mesmerized by Bette’s absolute beauty.

    "Well….not much we can do I suppose…." Bette began,  rubbing Tina’s knee gently as she spoke into the receiver.  The blonde continued to bestow quizing looks in the brunette’s direction, who only responded with touch.

    Tina stiffened a little, the electricity from Bette’s slender hand sending shock after shock up her spine.  The brunette’s touch was gentle but undeniably hungry.  Her mind swirled with thoughts of what the conversation may be delivering to the obviously pleased brunette.

    "Wow…you’re taking this pretty well, Bette….I thought I’d learn at least a few dozen new curse words out of this…" Marcus laughed, shock apparent in his tone.

    "Let’s just say I think I can manage to fill my time here…I’m actually looking forward to a little vacation…"Bette smiled, lightly caressing Tina’s cheek as the blonde suddenly realized that Bette was all hers tonight…

    "Definately….get out, see the city…I know what you mean…" Marcus again began to babble, a trait often present when speaking to his unpredictable and commanding boss.

    "Oh, I don’t know if I’ll be seeing much of the city Marcus, but thanks for the tip…" Bette couldn’t help herself.  She was overcome with excitement of the realization that she would have Tina all to herself tonight…no time commitments…no place to be….

    Tina inhaled sharply as the brunette’s statement hit her right between the legs.  The brunette licked her bottom lip, trying to moisten the mouth that instantly went dry upon seeing Tina’s reaction.   

    Bette’s  heart pounded fast as she clicked the phone shut, completely lost in the lightly burning hazel eyes.

    "I…well…turns out there is no gallery opening…" Bette shrugged, her smile slow and steady as she neared the blonde.

    "I’m sorry to hear that…" Tina feigned disappointment.  Her upper body guided her magnetically into the brunette, her hand lightly smoothing the Bette’s loose curls once close enough.

    "I’m not…" Bette swallowed as the tenderness of Tina’s touch all at once satisfied her heart and created an ache within her center.

    "Neither am I…"  The blonde replied, her eyelids heavily closing as the brunette took the soft spot on her neck deep into her mouth……

     

     

     

    TBC

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    Comments

    1. Awww, such a shame that the opening was cancelled…darn I was really looking forward to it…and T won’t get to wear her dress :( …oh well I think B likes the view of T sans dress anyway & I’m sure they’ll come up with other creative & “stimulating” ways of spending their time in NY ;)

    7. You’re a really great writer. Thanks for posting this magic – it’s really great to read something like this. I love the tension building up, but I’m not sure how much longer I can wait. – Or them! PPS.

    10. B & T will probably have an orgasm as soon as they walk into their hotel room, alone…TOGETHER!! This story has given the phrase, “blue balls” a whole new meaning. LOL! And now poor honda90 is going to be turning all different shades of blue from holding her breath. You need to give all these gals some RELIEF !!! Come on firestarter, post the NC-17 chappy that will bring the color back into the faces of our favorite fictional characters. If not for B & T, do it for honda90. You don’t want to be reason the site administrator has to post an announcent that our faithful honda90 was found doubled over her computer, reading your story, a vivid shade of AZURE, do you? LOL! PS.

    18. you satisfied my heart with this chapter, finally after all of this they get the chance to be together, and I agree with Jb621 that they will have an orgasm as soon as they hit the hotel, and I am not so sure if they will have the chance to be inside that room. Thank you so much dear, you are still absolutely amazing, and you write so well, it’s actually compensate on the lack of regular posts. Post soon Love

    23. firestarter…there is nothing about this story that turns me “off” I must say it would be the opposite. Poor honda up there you better help her out. She may need some mouth to mouth soon. ; ) I can’t wait to see what happens next PPS

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