Tina let out a laugh. ”Smooth, Porter”

”Hey, lovebirds, wrap it up! Let’s have a drink!”

With one last kiss Tina pulled Bette back to their friends. They took their glasses.

”Let’s drink to Miami!” Tina suggested, referring to their trip to Florida, which was scheduled for tomorrow.

”Uh-huh, you two will probably fuck like rabbits during all your stay there” Alice said.

”I won’t be surprised if you’ll come back to LA as pale skinned as you are right now” Dana chimed in.

”We are not pale skinned!” Tina protested.

”You will be if you’ll spend all that precious Miami time in your hotel bed”

”Don’t worry, guys. Knowing Porter, they’ll screw each other right on the beach so they will tan just fine” Shane said, making everyone lively with laughter.

”Fuck you all” Bette muttered, sipping her champagne.

”A toast to keep the ball rolling, by the way” Helena offered, continuing right away. ”Here’s to four types of orgasms–”

”Oh, that’s such an old stupid joke”

”Shut up, Alice” Helena told her sharply. ”So, here’s to four types of orgasms: the good ones ’oh yes ohh yes’, the bad ones ’oh no oh noo oh no’ and to the fake ones ’oh Bette oh Bette oh Bette’” She finished as the group erupted with laughter, except Alice and Bette. ”Right, Porter?”

”Go fuck yourself, asshole. You jaw would be on the floor if you saw what orgasms I give to my girl”

”My jaw would be on the floor probably because it would fall asleep”

”Alice, cuddle your girlfriend, I think she’s underfucked” Bette fired off in mock.

”Not my concern anymore” Alice said under her nose before gulping down her champagne.

Tina started bouncing excitedly. ”Oh my God, I LOVE this song! Babe, let’s go dance!” She gripped Bette’s hand and began dragging her to the crowded dance floor.

Usher’s Love In This Club was pealing from the speakers as several light beams flickered to the song beat, illuminating the dance floor with different colors. Tina proceeded to move through the dancing figures with Bette following her. The blonde showed off her lopsided smile when she felt her lover’s body press against hers and hands rest on just a little lower than her hips. As the couple reached the center of the dance floor, Tina raised her hands behind her head, tangling her fingers in Bette’s hair, and then, gradually to the hip hop rhythm she began grinding her bottom against Bette’s groin. The brunette almost rolled her eyeballs, suddenly in ecstasy from the mix of Tina’s exquisite scent and erotic moves. With closed eyes she licked Tina’s earlobe, traveling downward along Tina’s neck, sucking on it first and then letting her hot breath touch the raw spot. Tina moaned, which was overpowered by the loud music, but not lost on Bette’s ears. Bette smiled – tomorrow there would be a tiny hickey, she thought wickedly.