Tina sauntered into the room with a devilish look on her face, trying to keep focused. Bette noticed her presence and spun around, chuckling at the look on her wife’s face.

"Hello darling."

Tina smiled even wider. "Hi babe."

The brunette shook her head with a smile, getting her blazer on. "I don’t know what you’re up to, but with that wicked smile, I know it’s something …"

As she turned toward the wall to slip her shoes on, she felt Tina press into her from behind, hungrily whispering in her ear. "I want you tonight baby … I want you on your back … giving yourself to me … I need to top you … give it to me."

Bette’s heart was racing. She closed her eyes with desire, suddenly feeling all of her thoughts drift away – only with one need left. Submitting to Tina.

"It’s been a while …" Bette whispered weakly, suddenly feeling very exposed and possessed by her lover.

"It’s been too long," Tina whispered back, feeling the high of domination sweep through her. She had wanted to take control for some time now, and this was the perfect time. It was supposed to be their movie night alone together – a night just for them – but Tina wanted more. So much more. Something only Bette could give to her. "Don’t be late tonight."

"Okay," Bette trembled, slowly turning to find the room empty. She got shivers down her spine, finally shaking some sense into herself to make her way out the door. She would probably be late for work. She cursed under her breath and left.

Tina chuckled to herself as she settled onto the bed, grabbing some earrings from her nightstand to slip in while she sat. "You’re mine, Bette Porter," she smirked, getting up to leave for work herself.

The day wasn’t too long, seeing as Bette had kept herself busy. She found herself zoning out and shaky with anticipation every time she wasn’t stacked with work, so she knew she would need to occupy herself completely. This decision, however, led to a small mistake.

"Oh shit!" Bette gasped, looking up at the clock. She had been so busy she lost track of the time, and she had arranged earlier to meet Tina at home for seven o’clock. It was quarter to seven now, and it always took her longer than that to get home. She muttered under her breath while she raced to sign the rest of her forms. She tried not to get aroused at the thought of Tina waiting for sex at home, but that was difficult. She left as soon as she could, nearly flying through traffic. She made a point to drive as safely as she could, but her speeding was undeniable.