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Day 8, Letter 8
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It was a good two hours before Bette began to stir, her head turning to nuzzle Tina’s stomach, sighing.
“Did you sleep good, Baby?” Tina asked quietly and Bette nodded, going to her elbow to look up at her girlfriend, her eyes still sleepy but so content and at peace that Tina knew she would forever do anything, anything Bette asked.
“I slept great, Tee…” Bette said, her voice thick with sleep, her face now buried in the skin of Tina’s soft belly, her cheeks and lips moving across the warmth.
Tina loved the way Bette’s hair felt on her body, the gentleness of Bette as she placed little kisses everywhere. Bette looked up again, moving Tina’s shirt all the way up to uncover her breasts, the thin sheer of her bra not even trying to hide the view underneath. “That’s not a bra, Tee… that’s a festival for my eyes…”
Tina smiled, Bette could always make her feel so wanted, so sexy. Bette continued kissing around Tina’s belly button, then going lower, her fingers easing Tina’s joggers down as Tina raised her slender hips, the black panties close behind. Bette was gentle as she ran her hand up and down the inside of each of Tina’s thighs, creeping closer each time to the center, opening Tina’s legs slowly as she went. It was sensual, erotic, loving.
“Beautiful” she breathed out, almost to herself, then louder as she glanced up to make eye contact with Tina, “you have a beautiful pussy, Baby. Your body is so sexy, Tee…”
Her fingers moved up to tease along the edges of Tina’s outer lips, and she listened to the change in Tina’s breathing, the hitch in her gasp, the panting… listening for the sighs that became moans, watching as Tina unraveled beautifully, slowly beneath her touch. She opened her up, her fingers moving though the folds, spreading the wetness, gentle but precise, masterful. Kissing along the soft hairs, watching Tina’s body react in all the right ways.
And Tina knew Bette needed to take her, needed to express her feelings this way, especially now. They had reconnected powerfully and their emotions were still raw, the hurt still there but moments like this did more to erase the past than anything else could.
There were still things to talk about, namely Candace, but Tina was content to wait, knowing Bette would talk when she was ready. And right now, right now fuckkkk… Bette’s fingers were doing all the talking, her clit the lucky recipient of Bette’s attention, circling… circling… circling. Tina thought she might actually levitate off the couch.
Her hand went up to cover her mouth, run through her hair, her eyes closed now as she floated and hovered and soared with Bette’s touches, no one ever made love to her the way Bette Porter could. Ever.
Bette took her time, torturously slow in her movements, ducking under Tina’s leg so her mouth could join in the fun, her tongue relishing in the heat, the softness, the taste. Slowly, with exquisite care, she led Tina to a sweet orgasm that rocked her like a baby even as it threw her over the edge, her body twisting and freezing with every nerve dancing in release.
Bette was there to catch her when she landed, moving up to hold her close, kissing her shoulders, her chest, her cheeks and her mouth as she whispered to her of their love. Tina never forgot how Bette made her feel that afternoon, deeply loved, cherished beyond measure, treasured.
Known.
Taken.
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Wow… that was hot….. happy holidays…. for Bette and Tina.
Thank you for this chapter….
Thank you Martha!
“You used to say that the Gallery without James is like art without a canvas. What about me without you?”
I love that Bette and Tina are finding a healthy mix between seeing their friends, socializing, and spending time together – just the two of them. In the past, Alices’ flippant and incendiary remark would have most likely led to trouble. Luckily, Tina has faith in Bette and has finally learned not to listen to or share private matters with Alice.
Bette is finally able to relax. She no longer has to worry -what about me without you? She knows her Tina is back. Their lovemaking is amazing beyond words. You sure do know how to construct one hot and sensual and truly lovely sex scene. Great read to begin the day!! Thanks BK!
Thank you Billy. Alice has met her match with Tina, now that the boundaries are up maybe just maybe she will move on to other things. We can hope, right?
Thanks for reading and commenting! More tomorrow
BK,
Agree with Billy about the question in the letter for Tina – “What about me without you?” So heartfelt & soulful.
There really is no Bette as we know her without Tina. And they both know it. She is the same – both shells of themselves without the other.
The club scene & Tina’s reaction to other women’s interest in Bette truly show her growth & the bond & trust they have now forged with each other . They are attached at the hip.
The last scene was awesome & so sweet & tender.
Thanks for sharing this special day for them.
Collins
Collins – I like how you describe them as being shells without the other. So true.. More to come –
Hi BK,
Wow, another fantastic chapter!
Totally agree with the comments from Billy and Collins!
There were several things i want to point out, if i would say everything i want to say then my comment will be longer than this chapter ;-)
The first one:
“Trouble in paradise” Alice sang, sipping her drink dramatically.
“Bullshit, Al. I am not worried…” Tina said, turning her back on the scene at the bar. She trusted Bette. If she started down the road of questioning every little thing Bette did or didn’t do all the progress they made over the past five weeks would be all for nothing.
She knew this in the depths of her heart, knew it like she knew Bette always read the last chapter of her crime novels first because she couldn’t bear the suspense. Knew it like she knew Bette enjoyed a small bowl of chocolate chip ice cream the night after a stressful show, standing in their kitchen barefoot and giddy from too much champagne.
“I’m not worried…” she repeated to Alice who made a face like oh-really and Tina nodded, “really, Al. Not in the least…”
I am very annoyed by Alice, always ready with (negative) comments in the hope of problems between Bette and Tina?
I think she’s a lousy friend and won’t shed a tear if they dump her as a “friend”.
Love how Tina reacted full of trust and is secure in her Bette, she knows Bette better then eveyone.
The second one:
For Tina, the comfort of Bette’s love, the fierceness of it, enveloped her like a second skin and nothing else mattered. She smiled to herself, remembering their lovemaking on the couch that morning, and knew Alice would never know every little detail again, and that was the way it should be.
Beautiful said, so sweet and loving and so happy that Alice would never know every little detail again. Tina learned her lesson that most of the things she should share and talk with Bette about it and not with motor mouth Alice. Bette feels freer and can now be herself without any worries because she knows that most of the intimate details remain between her and Tina.
I also loved the scene on the couch. God, that almost makes me speechless the way you described it, the way Bette shows her love! And how Tina is aware of that.
Let’s agree on one thing that you don’t mention the word C. during such a moment !!!
Good to hear you have almost two weeks free! Enjoy it!
Dito! Well said Bibi.
Agree with you about Alice. Always been a terrible friend – twisting situations just for fun & attempting to put doubt in Tibette’s minds.
See ya Alice!!!!! Gone!!!
I always felt she was jealous that Bette had dumped her for Tina. Definite hostility.
I think so too, so obvious that she felt like it ended too soon with Bette
Excellent!
Thank you BiBi! Bette is free to be herself, safe in the knowledge that Tina will keep their stuff between them. AND HAHA about the C word during a sexy moment… we can soon put her to rest. THanks
Wow I think I’ll just Ditto Bibi!!
I’ve just melted
Thanks for the post
Can;t wait for the next
SG
Saw the UK is going to a level four. Stay safe SassyG. Stay safe.
My area still Level 3, not being near London, but things very tough. Staying in isolation over Christmas and hoping for a Jab early in the New Year.
You stay safe too
I’ll join the chorus in saying that I’m still smiling at Tina’s cool and confidend answer to Alice’s having a dig at Tina and Bette.
“Bullshit, Al”. Alright! That’s the way to deal with Alice trying to rile Tina up and to create trouble between T + B for Alice’s amusement only. Alice feeds of the misery of her friends and it’s time that someone starts to steal her thunder. Well done, Tina!
Great 8th day, BK. I love how secure T + B once again are in their love for each other.
Happy holidays, enjoy your time off.
Bull shit, Al is right!!! Take a hike.
Alice does feed off the misery of her friends, always looking for the chink in the armor. Thanks KP
*sigh* That was beautiful.
Very very very very beautiful.
Thank you both
GeeGollyBums BK!
Just the short intro letter from Bette to Tina got me! So sweet!!!
“I will never go again without you. . . . I tell you this for the purpose of making it clear that I am waiting for you, Tina.
Yoga helps. The wine doesnt. Shane helps. Alice tries. What about me without you?
Alice.
Always so worried about what’s goin’ on with Bette . . . What are you going to do about the pack of women who don’t know she’s off the market?” Look . . . Alice used her eyes to get Tina to look. Tina shifted . . . To get a better look, and it was true. She had many admirers. But Tina trusted Bette. She knew this, knew it like she new Bette . . .
I’m not worried. . . AND SHE WASN’T.
Tina bent her forehead to touch Bette’s briefly. “I KNOW” she whispered, “I KNOW . . . “
THE SWEETNESS Bette showed with this simple need . . . The need to be as close as possible, to be SKIN to SKIN, to breathe her lover in with each breath was humbling to Tina, endearing.
Bette had softened . . . More introspective, vulnerable, open to expression of her feelings and thoughts. Fiercely Bette loved her, and it was HER RESPONSIBILITY to PROTECT Bette’s HEART.
How sure we (think) we are at “protecting our own hearts” but are we really??? Isn’t that where the wheels come off our go cart and we viciously splat into retaining wall, our brakes having failed us. Wonder if this is what will be the “answer” to the “why of Candace”. We’ll see.
Miss your emojis.
Those, bloody useful emojis now hide from us even when lovingly dispatched. Blame it on the 2020 gremlins I guess
The wheels come off and we viciously splat into a retaining wall, our brakes having failed us. Excellent excellent imagery DT. AND yes miss the emojis too.