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Amicus Curiae
Story written on May 13, 2013 by justkeepswimming.
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"Don’t talk about the case anymore," Tina said.
"I thought talking about the case was a condition of my being here tonight?"
"There are other things I’d prefer you were doing with your mouth."
"That sounds promising…such as?"
"Kiss me again," Tina said.
Bette barely arrived at Tina’s apartment before they ended up in bed together. They had made solemn promises to each other earlier in the day about what Tina had yet to accomplish – and how important it was that she get a good night’s sleep.
"I don’t want to distract you," Bette whispered, even as her lips moved across Tina’s collarbone. "Who knows, you might be arguing for our right to marry some day."
She felt Tina pull away at the comment. Bette moved up and continued to whisper to her.
"Sorry, I’m not trying to make you nervous."
Instead of replying verbally, Tina brought Bette closer so they were face to face and kissed her deeply. Bette teased gently, enjoying each time that Tina couldn’t help but arch up into her.
"Do that again…" Tina broke their kiss to make the request.
"Tell me anything you want."
Bette felt Tina reach to caress her, and they resumed kissing as they moved onto their sides to face each other.
"Tongue or fingers?" Bette asked between kisses.
"Don’t stop what you’re doing," Tina replied plaintively.
"I want to taste you too," Bette said, continuing as requested. "I can’t wait to use my tongue to trace circles around your…"
"Oh God," Tina exclaimed as she extended her head back. She lost contact with how she was touching Bette and could only concentrate on how Bette was making her feel. It was hard not to be distracted in her purpose.
Her entire being contracted with pleasure. Bette continued to draw quivers of ecstasy from her, and joyed to the reactions that she was eliciting with every movement of her fingertips.
As Tina’s body finally started to relax, she offered the same teasing touch momentarily before moving south over lithe, smooth skin.
"You stopped kissing me," Bette said.
"I stopped kissing you on the mouth," Tina said. "I haven’t stopped."
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