"Mmm," Tina smiled, licking her lips. "I want to be on top," she whispered back.

Bette smiled and shifted around to lean back on the sofa. She waited for Tina to climb ontop of her and moaned when she did. "Fuck I love you," Bette whispered, closing her eyes as Tina leaned in and kissed her neck. Tina knew how her lover adored that soft touch.

"I love you too," Tina smirked, glad it was hidden in the depths of Bette’s hair. She inched her hands over Bette’s abdomen and up to her chest, cupping her breasts over her clothes. "Fuck …"

Shane and Carmen were completely enthralled in the sight, and Shane had to hold onto her glass for dear life, so as not to drop it. She tried to steady her pulse, but it seemed impossible. Watching Tina sweetly dominate her much more forceful partner made her crazy.

Carmen swallowed hard and tried to remember to breathe. This sight was a dream. She had to keep reminding herself not to touch or try to grind against Shane. At this point, she was already thinking about giving in.

Bette was going crazy. She only ever let Tina dominate her like that. She was usually very dominant, but when Tina wanted, she submitted to her partner. She parted her lips and let out a deep breath with her eyes closed. Tina was sucking on her neck tenderly – no doubt leaving a distinct mark.

Shane sat confidently, but she could feel her inhibitions crumble every time she saw those two together. She could only imagine how Carmen was doing and couldn’t help but smile at the sight.

Carmen watched with wide eyes in amazement. It looked like she needed a reminder to breathe. Inside, her heart was racing and she was melting. She enjoyed this more than anything. The act of watching and having to wait until later to satisfy herself. She would remember all of this for later and imagine her and Shane in the same scenario. She couldn’t wait until she could feel Shane’s hands and lips on her, doing the same thing.

"Fuck … T …" Bette breathed, feeling Tina’s fingers under her shirt, quickly pulling it up.

Tina couldn’t wait any longer. She moved her lips down, her fingers now working the buttons of her shirt. She kissed the bronze cleavage before her as she undressed her lover. Quickly, Bette’s shirt was opened and she laid there feeling vulnerable, but she loved it when Tina did this, and how aroused all of this would be making her.