“Let it go, baby….” Tina begged Bette, as, unbidden, she turned and curled her fingers for the final thrusts, into the brunette’s G-spot.

Bette climaxed with a loud shout, calling Tina’s name, and squirting into the blonde’s hand.  Her hands gripped Tina’s cheeks white-knuckled as her hips pumped shamelessly into the blonde’s fingers, while Tina sought to prolong her orgasm.  Her legs were trembling, and her arms were shaky.

Tina finally slowed her rhythm, and eased the grinding motion as the final moments of Bette’s orgasm rolled over the brunette.  Tina slowly pulled her fingers out from Bette’s core, but continued to gently massage the swollen lips and clit.  She was still straddling Bette, no longer grinding, but holding Bette tightly against her.  Bette was gasping, leaning her forehead on Tina’s chest.  They embraced tightly, sucking air.

As their bodies stilled, Tina lifted her head and looked around them.  She was grateful that the windows were heavily tinted, and that the carriage given to them was as private as could be.  She didn’t know how long they had been on the ride, but was certain they had gone around more than once.

After a few more minutes, she reluctantly withdrew her hand from under Bette, and gently rolled off her lap.

The brunette sat back, exhausted, eyes shut, head tilted back, hands spread out over her forehead.

Tina stroked her hair, and then leaned forward to plant open-mouth kisses on the brunette’s neck.  She drew back, then began to straighten out Bette’s clothes, buttoning her blouse, smoothing out the maxi skirt.  She spread the blanket over them again, then leaned into Bette’s warm frame, which was still shaking slightly.  Tina whispered worriedly, “Hey…hey… are you alright?”

Bette let out a long sigh, and breathe out.  She dropped an arm, letting it fall gently on Tina’s shoulders, and drew her closer.

“T…,” she started, then paused.

Tina held her breath.

Bette turned to look at her with a smile, the light of love shining in her eyes.

“That could not have been your first time,” she finally said, shaking her head.

Tina breath out a sigh of relief returned the warm smile, lovingly stroking Bette’s hair, caressing her cheek, then tweakingher nose.  ”Actually, it was…. I just went with it,”  she said as she kissed Bette lightly, and then drew back.

“I love you Bette.  I love you so much, that it hurts.”

Before Bette could respond, Tina went on, “I have an idea about how you feel, although I don’t know if it’s as deeply as how I feel.”

She continued, ”I want you; I want us to be exclusive; I want us to be together; I want to know what this leads to. I want to wake up knowing I have another day ahead of me with a chance to try to make you happy, and  I want to go to sleep at night satisfied I had done all I could to make this work.”

Bette smiled widely, “T… that’s what I want, too,” and gave Tina quick kiss.

“But we have one more stop to make tonight,” Bette said softly.   Tina smiled expectantly.

“Then, it’ll be my turn….”