Tina moaned as Bette dropped her onto the large bed, smiling at all the things Bette could do to her while she was in this state.

"Oh, don’t tell me you’re enjoying this," Bette taunted, rolling Tina onto her back with a mischievous smile.

"Never," Tina whispered, using all of her energy to lift her head, locking eyes with Bette.

"Then you’re not wet?" Bette chuckled, grabbing just below Tina’s knees to slide her forward.

"No," Tina chuckled back, finding it humorous that as she tried to drag herself backward, Bette’s pull was always much stronger. It was metaphoric of her need for Bette’s love and affection.

"I am going to tease you until you beg and plead me to let you cum," Bette whispered, lowering herself onto Tina.

Already Tina could feel herself becoming strongly aroused for the second time. She could never understand how easily Bette could guide her emotions and her lust.

"I’ll beg you right now," Tina moaned, wrapping her legs around Bette’s waist.

"You need to wait," Bette chuckled softly, grabbing roughly at Tina’s thighs. It felt so good to be pressing her fingers against the thing she needed most in the world. It was all unravelling right in front of her. She rolled Tina onto her side, pressing her shoulders down onto the bed.

"Nobody touches me like you do …" Tina breathed, watching over her shoulder  as Bette licked her fingers with her own excitement. "Bette … what are you doing?"

"What do you think I’m doing?" Bette teased in a sultry whisper, leaning over Tina while she slowly worked one finger into her lover. "Hmm?"

"F-fucking me," Tina gasped, squirming against Bette’s hold on her. She knew Bette wanted her to stay, but she couldn’t help moving her hips rhythmically with Bette’s fingers while the brunette added another finger. "UUGGHH!" A deep moan pierced through the air and Bette couldn’t help but grin at her own skill and knowledge of the woman’s body. She knew exactly where to touch Tina to make her scream for more. "Be … Bette …"

"Is this too slow for you baby?" Bette teased again, her slow rhythm emphasizing her words.

Tina smiled, feeling Bette’s fingers pressed against her clit, bringing her very slowly to another climax. She looked into Tina’s eyes, and saw the sparkle in them, knowing it existed because of their deep connection. That spurred her on, moving her fingers faster. She leaned in to kiss Tina’s neck while she moved her other hand through Tina’s hair, slowly massaging her neck. She knew her technique, and slowly began to draw an orgasm from her lover, maintaining eye contact when she could. The looks Tina shot her over shoulder were nearly paralyzing to the brunette. It felt sensational to bring Tina to heights no one else could possibly imagine, and she knew what she was capable of.