No further words were needed as Tina kneeled in front of Bette. Thigh to thigh, she leaned back and raised Bette’s arms and just as effortlessly she removed the tunic Bette was wearing and tossed it to the couch next to the t-shirt. She reached up to cup Bette’s face, but changed her mind and gently placed her hands on the mocha skin. She kissed the swell of each breast before capturing Bette’s mouth for a deep kiss the made her toes curl. They stripped each other’s clothes off between kisses, a kiss on the cheek, a kiss on the chest, a kiss on the neck. I can’t believe this is really happening, Tina thought, I’m once again with the woman I was born to love.

Bette thumbed Tina’s nipples, savoring the feel of the peaks before taking one in her mouth. Thoughts became impossible as she traced a finger down Tina’s abdomen; she splayed her hand just below the belly button and slowly slipped down into the velvet folds that guarded the apex. She stroked her gently which spurred her own craving. Bette felt like she had gone to heaven.

Tina realized the force of the brunette’s actions was going to sweep her away. “Bette,” she begged, her body pressed against the brunette. “Please…”

Bette darted her tongue in Tina’s ear quickly before taking the lobe in her mouth and sucking at it gently. She continued her ministrations. “Let me please you this way first,” she whispered. Her one hand brushed against a nipple.

Tina wanted to argue with Bette, but couldn’t summon the protest. She gasped and grasped Bette’s shoulders with her hands.

“You’re so wet.” Bette said savoring the feel. Tina’s juices coated her fingers.

Her breath got caught in her throat as she moved headlong toward the edge and hovered there for what seemed like infinity and journeyed past it, dissolving in a pool of pleasure that racked her everywhere. Bette was the only person to give her that type of orgasm, one of oblivion and intensity, it felt as if a current of energy had discharged in her body and allowed her to release whatever tension she was feeling. She cried out Bette’s name with a litany of “Yes” or “Oh god” along the way.