Tina quickly forced Bette’s pants down, before pressing her mouth to Bette’s thigh. "You taste so good." Tina moaned in anticipation.

 Bette laid back as she felt Tina’s lips on her centre, her tongue sliding into her.

 "Tina!" Bette cried out, holding Tina’s head in place. "Don’t-stop."

 As Bette felt the same tingly feeling she had experienced before, she arched her back and spread her legs wider, allowing Tina greater access. As Tina’s tongue moved to Bette’s neck, she put two fingers into Bette, causing Bette to moan with pleasure.

 "Yes …" Bette said, closing her eyes as she enjoyed Tina’s fingers. She already felt close as they both fell onto the floor beside the coffee table. "Yes, Tina."

 They rolled on the floor, intertwined with each other as Bette felt Tina thrust her fingers inside of her.

 "Let’s get to the bed." Bette offered trying to crawl backwards as Tina followed, still thrusting her fingers inside of her.

 "I don’t think so." Tina said, winking as Bette fell back onto the carpet. To keep Bette from attempting the same thing again, Tina returned her tongue to her clit, creating slow circles around her clit.

 Bette thrusted with Tina, feeling the force of her fingers and the warmth of her tongue as she moaned and squirmed on the carpet. "Don’t-stop." Bette demanded, holding a single position as she waited for her orgasm to erupt.

 Tina let her tongue slide over Bette’s clit again, gathering a silence as Bette enjoyed her release, as she came onto Tina’s fingers.

 "Oh god." Bette whispered as she relaxed back onto the carpet. "Fuck."

 "Oh god I want you to fuck me." Tina whispered, crawling onto Bette as Bette opened her eyes, looking into Tina’s.

 "I can’t wait." Bette smiled, looking hungrily into Tina’s eyes, gently rolling over onto Tina. "But we’ve gotta get to the bedroom."

 Tina smiled at Bette. "I think that would be easier if you weren’t ontop of me." Tina teased, grabbing Bette’s neck to pull her down into a long, passionate kiss.

 "Well well." Bette smiled, "Then I guess we just won’t make it."

 Tina smiled as Bette deepened their kiss, slowly running her hands up Tina’s thighs, moving her skirt past her hips.

 "Because I can’t wait one more second to have you." Bette whispered as she leaned over Tina and slipped her hand between her legs.