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    DENIAL

    “Forgive me” Bette whispered , but I can’t help myself.

    “We need to talk” Tina said.

    “-Not yet”

    “What do you mean not__” yet

    Bette stole the words with her kiss. Her lips lowered to Tina’s ,took them , sipped at the curve , and a low groan escaped her throat. Parted lips tugged the lower curve, her tongue flicked over it as Tina’s own parted, to breathe, she told herself, just to breathe, not so that hot hungry tongue could flick against them, taste Bette. Tina felt her heart rate spike.

    “Bette?”

    “Not now Tina.” Bette groaned as her lips sealed Tina’s, slanted across them,and ate into her with hungry, heated demand.

    Tina whimpered at the pleasure, she had lied to herself. She knew she had. She hadn’t gone to the planet for coffee, she had gone looking for Bette, for this.

    “Look at how you’re dressed” Bette murmured,her lips moving from Tina’s lips to her jaw, her cheek. “short little shorts”. Her hand slid down Tina’s stomach to cup the wet heat between her thighs, beneath the silky stretch material of her shorts. “Snug little shirt” And she hadn’t worn a bra. She sometimes slept in these clothes. They were comfortable, too thin, because the heat of Bette’s palm pressed against her mound was driving her crazy. The heel of Bette’s hand rotated, pressed.

    “Bette…”

    “G-od, yes,say my name like that again” She moaned. “Tell me what you want, Tina.”

    “Bette. Tina breathed Bette’s name as she felt Bette’s hand move, sliding from between her thighs only to push beneath her shorts and panties to fill her hand with the swollen , wet flesh beneath.

    “You’re wet, Tina.” Bette’s fingers tunneled into the slit, slid through the slick cream that gathered there. “Tell me you want me. Ask me to fuck you?”

    Tina was panting for breath. Pressed against the lounger, all she could think about was feeling Bette’s fingers inside her, around her.

    “I want your mouth on my clit”

    Tina shocked Bette with the blunt, naughty words. “I want to watch you going down on me. Feel your mouth sucking at my clit.” oh lord, where did that come from.

    Bette’s finger pierced inside her. One finger, sliding in deep, rasping over tender nerve endings, as the heel of her palm pressed and rotated against her clit.

    Comments

    1. Wait, I need to get my heart medication. Foxylady, I think you are trying to KILL us. I hope you know CPR, because somewhere down the line, we are going to need it preformed on us. Awesome update.

    2. WOW – that was something else! Great chapter! Loved how Bette made Tina tell her what she wanted – making Tina reaffirm that she wanted this just as much as Bette. Hot stuff! PPS

    3. hot damn woman are u trying to kill us, i think u honestly melted my computer, and it got really hot in here all of a sudden!! can’t wait for tina’s turn!!!

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