“More,” she said.

Bette smoothly glided another finger inside Tina and watched as pleasure rippled across Tina’s face.

Tina moved forward and then lowered her breast to Bette’s mouth. She watched Bette’s tender lips envelop her nipple and felt her tongue caress its hard tip and struggled to keep her eyes open for the double pleasure it brought.

It felt so good, so ***** good and she wanted Bette to know but no words would come out. She hung there in suspended bliss until her pleasure almost peaked.

She knew how she wanted that to happen.

“I want to come in your mouth.”

Bette’s eyes opened, and she came back from her own blissful trance.

She rolled Tina gently onto her back and whispered, “Yes, baby.”

She moved back down Tina’s body, anticipating the smell and taste of her lover.

“Yes,” she said again as she inhaled the familiar, luscious scent that was unmistakably Tina.
She left her fingers in place as Tina’s legs spread again.

Tina’s head arched back and her breath caught in her throat at the first touch of Bette’s tongue.

All of her focus was on that one sensation.
Bette was absorbed in the pleasure she felt in pleasing her lover. The taste, the smell the feel of Tina swelling beneath her tongue was thrilling her.

They moved together until they found an exquisite rhythm.

Tina’s breath quickened, her hands clenched the sheet beneath her and her body shuddered in *****.

Bette laid her cheek softly on Tina’s thigh and felt a deep satisfaction of her own.

***

Bette kissed Tina’s cheeks and temple.

“Are you OK, baby?”

Tina nodded, her eyes still closed.

Bette gazed at her lovely face. She wished for a candle on the nightstand so that she could see Tina’s cheeks and chin illuminated in soft light.

“You can’t talk?”

Tina nodded again.

Bette smiled. “Ok, baby, just lie there and look beautiful.” She kissed her temple again and lingered to smell the scent in her hair.

***

Bette did return to the curve along the side of Tina’s body and to the one between her shoulder and neck and to the other glorious spots she remembered.

Tina stroked Bette’s sinewy back and kissed the back of her knees and tasted all of Bette again.

They played, and teased and laughed and pleased each other easily and unselfconsciously.

***

They lay together with Bette’s head on Tina’s shoulder and Tina idly fingering one of Bette’s curls.

“If you could have anything right now, what would it be?” Bette asked.

“Hmmm – chocolate ice cream.”

Bette raised her head. “You’re a genius.”

A brief call to room service brought the treat to their door with bowls, which they didn’t use, and two spoons, which they did.

They sat up against the headboard dipping their spoons into the ice cream, talking softly but sparingly and occasionally sharing a cold, creamy kiss.