“Really.”

Tina pecked Bette on the lips and hopped off the bed. Bette watched Tina pull off her tank top revealing her perfectly creamy breasts. She loved that Tina hardly ever wore bras. She didn’t need to. It drove Bette crazy the first 41 days of them getting to know each other. Bette showed so much restraint while she allowed Tina to figure out what she really wanted. Bette audibly gasped the first time she saw Tina’s breasts and they still took her breath away. Her breasts were glorious. Tina turned to walk away but Tina’s breasts were magnets for Bette’s hands. Bette couldn’t help herself. Bette loved to feel their weight and how they fit perfectly in her hands. She cupped them from behind and pulled Tina back into her. 

“Baby? What are you doing?”

“What are you doing? You know how much I fucking love your breasts. They are so…mmm…delectable.”

Bette kneaded them and Tina turned into a puddle. Mesmerized by Bette’s touch, she melted into her. 

“I thought we were going on a hike,” Tina purred.

“We are. I just need a minute.”

Bette buried her nose into Tina’s hair and continued massaging Tina’s breasts. She nibbled at Tina’s neck.

“Mmmmm,” Tina moaned. “Baby, that feels sooooo gooood.”

Tina tilted her head back hoping for a kiss. Bette covered her mouth with hers. Tina moaned again and parted her lips. Before she knew it, Bette’s tongue gently eased into her mouth. They kissed languidly for several heartbeats. Not in a hurry yet eager. Their breaths became shallow and labored. Every moan fueled Bette’s intentional movements. She knew if she let her hands wander down Tina’s stomach and into her patch, the only hike they’d be going on would be to Orgasm Peak. Bette nudged Tina’s head, ran her thumbs over her nipples, squeezed one last time and released them. Tina immediately missed her touch. She kept looking back over her left shoulder up at Bette. She never knew it could feel like this. She never knew it could be like this. She never knew this was what love was supposed to feel like. They hadn’t said, I love you yet. But that’s exactly what Tina was feeling and she was almost certain Bette was feeling the same.