"I love you," Bette smiled, closing her eyes.

"I love you too," Tina whispered back, nearly asleep already.

They both fell asleep rather quickly, the feel of their sheets and the hour of night lulling them into their dreams.

Bette awoke startled, holding Tina closely and her eyes fluttering opened. She just had a terrible dream. She took in a deep breath once she realized everything was okay. She let the breath out and brought Tina even closer to her, trying not to laugh as she realized her hand was under Tina’s shirt. She smiled to herself, keeping her hand in place and squeezing Tina’s breast gently.

The next breath she let out sounded like a moan as she tried to drift back into sleep. Suddenly, her mind was flooded with images of Tina, naked and ready. She tried to shake the thought from her mind, but it was getting difficult. Soon she was seeing Tina laying on a silky red sheet, and she had a bird’s eye view of the goddess below her. Her heart started beating faster and she tried to ignore it, but the images were getting more and more difficult to shake off. She let her fingers press into the soft flesh of Tina’s breast, gentle enough not to wake her.

"Sleep," Bette whispered to herself after glancing over to the alarm clock and reading that it was three in the morning.

After a few more minutes of trying to ignore her own desire, Bette suddenly got a rush of energy. She wanted more than anything to please her wonderful partner. She couldn’t explain why she had the sudden urge, but it was there and she couldn’t ignore it anymore.

With a smile, Bette moved back and allowed the blonde to lay on her back again. Tina stirred lightly and lulled back into her sleep. Bette smiled and leaned over her, gently running her fingers up Tina’s shirt. She kept watch of Tina’s expression while her hand cupped a soft breast underneath her shirt again.

"Mmm," Tina said quietly in her sleep.

That sound drove Bette on – she wanted to pleasure her girlfriend, and she hoped that Tina would be excited for it too.

She let her fingers gently graze over Tina’s nipple, and the blonde stirred again, nearly turning onto her side, but Bette kept her on her back.