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Tina woke up just before dawn after Bette adjusted her position in her lap. They were still on the couch. Bette turned into Tina’s stomach. She wrapped one arm around Tina’s waist and Bette’s other hand rested on Tina’s mound. Bette nuzzled her nose into the exposed skin between Tina’s tank top and joggers. She saw Bette take a deep breath and a slight smile tugged at the corners of Bette’s mouth. She looked so peaceful. Tina refrained from leaning down to give Bette a kiss instead she watched her sleep. Tina also refrained from caressing Bette’s cheek. She wanted to relish in the simplicity of this moment for as long as possible. However, she knew there was nothing simple about the moment at all. It was extremely complicated.
Tina was mesmerized by Bette’s beauty. She hadn’t had the chance to look at her closely like this in a long time. Her skin was flawless. Her cheekbones. Her lips.
Tina inhaled and exhaled slowly. Bette was beautiful.
Tina gasped when she felt Bette’s hand slide under her tank top and firmly grasp her breast. Tina looked down at Bette. Her eyes were still closed. Her breath was still steady. She was asleep. Tina watched Bette’s hand massage her left breast. She remembered how Bette used to say her breasts were made for her hands. She said they fit perfectly. It felt perfect in Bette’s hand.
Bette squeezed and released firmly. She rolled her thumb over her nipple. She repeated this over and over again. She was driving Tina insane. Tina’s head fell backwards onto the couch. She tried not to make a sound or move too much. She didn’t want Bette to stop…ever.
Tina closed her eyes tightly. She knew she needed to stop Bette but it felt so fucking good. Her body ached for Bette.
“mmm…Teee…” Bette mumbled.
Tina’s eyes flew open. She called her Tee.
Tina looked down and Bette was still sleeping.
She had only caught Bette sleep talking a couple of times before. Both times were due to the fact Bette had a lot on her mind and she didn’t know how to discuss it…how to open up to Tina. She had never wanted to share every part of her life with someone before Tina. Both times, Tina pulled her close, kissed her on the forehead and stroked her back until Bette woke up.