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    Je t’aime (part 2 of 3)

    Story written on February 16, 2008 by sofasitter.
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    Part 2 of 3: A B & T short story … they do say Paris is the city of love and there’s certainly some romance in the air …

    She ran her tongue lightly across Bette’s clit, her fingers curling inside to find that spot she knew that together with the two combined would send her crashing over the edge of an intense orgasm,

    Bette moaned, “Fuck …” her hands in Tina’s hair, moving her gently to exactly where she wanted her, not needing to go far, their time apart taught them patience and understanding but in the bedroom there was always little to learn,

    “Oh my god …” Tina muttered, amazed by the way Bette changed, her body climbing new heights,

    Bette moaned more and nodded, unable to speak as Tina’s fingers pushed her harder, her body threatening to explode then all at once it did, overtaking her as she collapsed beneath, a shaking mass of trembling limbs and furrowed eyebrows with unconscious smiles.

    She lay content on the bed, pulling Tina up to join her,

    With a self-satisfied smile Tina grinned as she lay beside her, Bette turned in towards her, kissing Tina’s face that was laced with the scent of her own juices, her hand travelled lightly over Tina’s hip as they shared light kisses, their lips delving deep together, recovering quietly from the earlier tryst.

    Her eyes found Tina’s and she lost herself for a moment in those sea blue orbs, like swirling pools in the deepest ocean. Tina’s eyelids closed as Bette’s hand slipped between her thighs, finding the wetness she’d left not long before. She ran her fingers over Tina’s clit, kissing her softly on her lips and chin as she slid her fingers inside and pulled Tina close as she finished making love to her, smiling helplessly as Tina cried out against her chest, biting down hard against Bette’s shoulder as her orgasm rushed through her like the crest of a wave.

    They fell asleep side by side after making love for several more hours, Bette taking her time to kiss and taste every inch of Tina’s body, discovering places she’d forgotten about, little random acts that make her beg for more, before Tina turned on her, pinning Bette’s arms above her head and holding them there as she straddled her waist, before turning her onto her chest and exploring her back, ending with the delicate curve of her butt cheeks and the sounds Bette made as Tina made love to her from behind.

    The sound of the city died down some time in the early hours of the morning, only to return when the sun came up. Tina woke to the sound of a fire truck roaring by, her body pinned to the bed by Bette who slept half on top of her in her favourite position with one leg outstretched and her foot peeking out beneath the covers.

    She lay there silently for a little while, the feeling of Bette’s weight upon her something she missed, those private moments in the dead of the night when she would wake to find Bette touching her in some way, unable to sleep unless she could feel Tina beside her. It made her think of all those months after they split when she slept alone, thinking of Bette and how empty their bed must have seemed to her, wondering if she lay awake too, staring at Tina’s vacant side and wishing she was there to hold.

    As if sensing her thoughts Bette shuffled in her sleep and wrapped her arm around Tina’s waist, sighing softly in deep slumber.

    Bette’s breath against her chest forced her mind back towards rest, her dreams a mingled play of their circular life together, the many faces of their relationship as it ran through twists and turns bringing them back to a place where she was the thing Bette reached for in the middle of the night and Bette was the thing which both elated and saddened her, making her realise once and for all that this was where she was meant to be.

    tbc …

     

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    2. They have to work to be together. This can go on for a long time but sooner or later the world will find out what we know already, there is no other love like Tibette love.

    4. Incroyable!! You struck the right tone of their relationship and love. Not taking each other for granted but totally appreciative of what they have in each other. And not willing to lose it again. Just wonderful!! PPS.

    9. Babe, I think I love your conclusion most of all. Though there are so many parts of the story that I could point to as being just so lovely…your descriptions of those daily daily experiences, that human experience of being so in every moment (which is something I admire in you as a person and as a writer)…the way you weave the characters together through power imbalances and miscommunication to come to a place of harmony (which lets face it, is a natural place for us to live as much as it is ideal)…your ending really gets me, how when it comes to Bette, Tina’s sadness can live alongside being elated. Lovely work baby, and I promise always to inspire as much blushing as possible in you…not for its own sake, and not only because you’re so cute while blushing, but because you deserve every blush-worthy word and compliment I can give you;) xo

    10. “They weren’t that innocent loved up couple whose hands never parted, whose fingers and mouths kissed and touched long on into the night. Instead they were a family, and for Tina that was bigger, grander, and more touching than any stereotypical bunch of flowers.

    16. I’m breathless. That story was absolutely exquisite. I felt as though I was watching the two find what had been lost while exploring all that was new between and within them. Sofa, this is one of your best ever. So many wonderful parts — Bette falling asleep after her flight in Tina’s arms, the shared shower, Tina buying a new suit for Bette, Tina telling Bette she loved her in French… So much beauty and romance. Ahh…C’est Magnifique!

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