Tina took Bette by the hand and knelt in the middle of the throw, “Come here,” she whispered to the brunette.

Bette joined Tina. She caressed the blonde’s cheek. “You’re so beautiful, T. How did I get so lucky?”

“You’re the one who’s beautiful.  I see other women look at you when we enter a room.”

“Baby, that’s because I’m always looking at you. You’re my heart.” She looked at Tina in the eye.

“And you’re mine." Tina pulled her lover close. They kissed, savoring the taste of wine on the other person’s lips. “So good.”

Bette lowered her mouth and kissed Tina’s neck, smiling when the blonde angled her neck for better access. “I love making love to you,” Bette murmured as she unbuttoned Tina’s shirt and continued to nuzzle the slender neck. She moved the shirt past the shoulders and let it slide down the blonde’s arms. She released Tina’s breasts from the lacy confines and pulled the shirt and bra free.

Tina unbuttoned Bette’s button-fly jeans and tugged the shirt loose from the waist before slipping her hand inside the jeans. The thin layer of lace separated her fingers from the target.

Bette let out a moan when she felt Tina’s hand cup her. “Baby,” she moaned. “Lie down.” Both women felt flushed with need and by the warmth of the fire. They couldn’t shed the remainder of their clothes fast enough.

Kneeling before the fire, the two lovers admired each other’s body from the swell of the breast, the toned abdomen, and the curve of the hips as the wind picked up outside. The lights flickered and the house went dark, but the lovers were oblivious to what was happening outside. They shared a sheering kiss that only grew hotter.

Bette lowered her hand. She took the dusty-rose nipple in her mouth and twirled her tongue around it. She lowered her hand to Tina’s neatly trimmed triangle and teased the clit.

“Fuck,” the blonde moaned with pleasure and cupped the back of Bette’s head, pressing it closer to her breast.

Bette released the nipple and took the other nipple in her mouth as she continued with her hand. “Baby, you’re so wet.”

“Only you, babe…only you can do that to me.” Tina arched her back as Bette trailed kisses down her body.

“I want to taste you.”

“Yes…please…I want you to.”

Bette feasted. She savored the taste of Tina on her tongue and held the blonde close as orgasm after orgasm took over. Feeling Tina orgasm cause Bette’s own release and only Tina could do that to her. Bette took the extra throw blanket and covered both their bodies.

"Would you like a lemon bar now?" Tina tucked a strand of hair behind Bette’s ear. 

“Baby, fuck the lemon bar. You’re better than any lemon bar I’ve ever tasted.”

Tina lay nestled in Bette’s arms and soon both women drifted off to sleep oblivious to the storm outside.