“I like Madison.  She seems great.”

“She is.”

“Is she coming back every holiday?”

“I’m not sure, but I’d love that.”  She opened up her arms to me and let me roll into them, “Mmmm, this is my favorite spot in the whole world.”

“Good, because it’s your spot for life.”

I kissed her neck softly, tasting her perfume on my lips.  I brushed my lips over her pulse, feeling it quicken against my mouth.  My mouth and face so close to her, I couldn’t just see her shudder, I could feel it.  I could taste that she enjoyed the closeness.

“Remember that promise you made to me earlier?”   I continued to kiss her neck.

“Mmm hmm.”

“Are  you going to uphold that promise?”

“Yeah…” She moaned, “God, T, if you keep kissing there, I’m going to go insane.”

I sat up on the bed and smiled at her, “Take off your clothes, babe.”  I watched Bette undress herself, a certain kind of confidence taking over me.

“What do you plan on doing to me, T?”

“My only plans, baby, is to make you cum.”

She smiled at me in the sexiest way, as planted myself between her thighs.  I kissed her lips, taking her bottom lip in mine and sucking it slightly.

“Mm, fuck, you’re the best kisser…” She whispered.  I smiled, my lips against her warm chest.  I moved to her breast, teasing the nipples slightly, “You’re making me so wet, T…”

If only she knew how she was making me wet, just from the feel, the sound, and the look of her.

I moved lower, being able to now smell her arousal.

“Spread your legs wide for me.”

She complied.  Here goes nothing, I thought.  Though my confidence had worn thin, my determination was going strong.  I just wanted her to see that I would be able to satisfy her every want and need.

I ran my tongue lightly against her.  I could hear her pulling in air.  That was a good sign.  Her arousal made me even more determined to give her an orgasm.  I kissed her swollen clit and watched her hips twitch from the attention.  I sucked her there softly.  I stuck my tongue out and flicked her clit lightly.

“Is that good?” I asked.

“Mmm, yeah, it’s perfect…just like that…”  I listened to her direction, flicking her clit back and forth with my tongue while sliding my fingers into her, “Fuck…Tina, that’s fucking incredible…”

With my free hand, I held her steady by the hip.  I could feel her trembling against my tongue.  She was so close.

“Tina…” She groaned.  I slowed my movements, knowing that she had an orgasm.  I moved away from her, to look at my work.

“Was it good?” I asked.

Breathlessly, she answered, “Yes…I can’t believe how incredible you are.”

**

Inside the shower, we washed each other.  I cuddled her under the warm water.  Why couldn’t we stay like this forever?  Yeah, sure, I was only 17, but I knew what I wanted.  And what I wanted, was Bette Porter and I wanted her forever.

After dressing in PJs, we got under the covers and snuggled close.

“Bette, I know you don’t like talking about it, but why is your father never around?”

“It’s okay.  Um….” She took a pause and looked me in the eyes.  I had never seen so many emotions written in two eyes in my life, “He’s with his other girl.”

“What?”

“My sister’s mother.  He’s been hanging around her.  As far as me and Kit know, they have no more kids.  I guess he’s just lonely or something.  I don’t know.”

“Do you think your mom knows?”

“I doubt it.  Tina, I’m just so scared that I’ll be like him.”

“You’re not like him.  I know you love me.  I know you’d never do anything like that to me.”

“I wouldn’t, T.  I swear.”

I believed her.  Kissing her softly, I wished with everything that I could take all her pain away.  It hurt me more knowing that we were so young, and I could do very little to take her away from all of it.