5 minutes after that door slam Harmony heard the door creek open again and the soft padding of Bette’s feet back towards the bedroom.  She had the papers in her hands and fresh tears in her eyes. She stood in the doorway as she looked at Harmony who breathed a sigh of relief once more when it appeared she was happy.  She sat up and kneeled on the bed.

Harmony:  “You wanna?”

Bette answered by placing the papers on the dresser, walking over to her wife and engulfing her in one of those breath taking kisses that people remember when their old and think back to when they first married.  Bette stroked the side of Harmony’s face and she stared deep into her eyes.

Bette:  “I don’t think I could possibly love you more.”

Harmony:  “See, and there you were all ready to divorce me.”

They both laughed.

Bette:  “My babies having a baby.”

She bent her head down to pull up Harmony’s t-shirt and kiss her flat and soon to be bulbous stomach.  

Harmony:  “Our baby.”

The pure bliss they both felt manifested itself in another memorable kiss.  Harmony pulling Bette onto the bed and Bette lying on top of her.   Arms snaked, hands roamed, mouths searched, tongues danced.  Both of their attire was quickly discarded as their desperate need of skin contacted could be quelled no longer. Bette kissed a hot trail down from Harmony’s lips to her neck to her chest.  She stopped to nibble on supple breasts as she continued her voyage south. Right under Harmony’s belly button Bette stopped.

Bette:  “How soon can we do it?”

Harmony reopened her eyes to stare down at her lover. 

Harmony:  “Woman if you stop again it’ll be some time after never.”

Bette laughed. 

Bette:  “Sorry.”

She continued.  She traced lazy patterns up Harmony’s thighs as Harmony wiggled and moaned.  She slipped her tongue into Harmony’s sex as her anticipation was very much visible.  Bette used her tongues like Picasso his paint brush.  Harmony was all hers, now and forever.  When she was close she replaced her tongue with her fingers and returned to Harmony’s lips as she tasted herself on her wife’s lips.  Bette built up a steady pace.  Bette could feel Harmony’s walls begin to contract around her fingers.  She nibbled her way to Harmony’s ear as she asked her once last time.

Bette:  “When?”

Harmony omitted one last moan before her release.

Harmony:  “Soooonn!”

As the words left her lips the pleasure ripped through her body like some torrential wind.  Bette was now truly content.  She held her beautiful partner as she came back to earth.  They both drifted to sleep very much hopeful for the future.

TBC