Their breaths grew hot and short, as their passion built like growing wildfire spreading through a hot prairie. Heat pulsed through veins, carrying hot blood screaming to sensitive skin surfaces.  Tina flipped Bette over, and ran her ardent mouth roughly, tasting as much as she could, heading quickly down the brunette’s silky soft skin, to nirvana found between those beautiful legs.  She paused at the belly button, sucked on it quickly, while she parted Bette’s legs urgently, to give her space.

Bette spread her legs, grasping the top of Tina’s head, twining her fingers around the silky tresses there. Her heart was thudding in a primal beat.  Tina knew instinctively what and where to touch her, knew what she liked, what she needed.  Her body was on fire, shaking with anticipation, her breasts heavy with desire.  She massaged them, releasing her hold on Tina’s head, gasping as Tina took a long slow lick over her cleft.

“Mine…mine..,” the blonde whispered, into Bette’s gaping, wet, and pulsing entrance. Tina kissed it tenderly, then took one lip gently between her teeth, sucking it, released it, and ran her tongue roughly all over Bette’s clit.

”Ahhh…” Bette cried out, as Tina parted the flesh tenderly with her fingers, then alternatively stroked the flesh inside with her tongue, then one finger, inserted her tongue, licking the throbbing flesh, pulled out, and then slipped two fingers in.  Slowly, rhythmically, each time more deeply than the last.  Bette’s walls were closing in, and her body was beginning to spasm.

“Don’t come yet, baby,” Tina whispered, as released her tongue from its ministrations of Bette’s core, her thumb rubbing over, and over the hypersensitive nub, teasing it senselessly, while two fingers kept the pumping action of an ancient rhythm. In-out, in-out, in-out.

Bette threw her hands onto her head, pressing her palms against her forehead, keeping the orgasm threatening to explode at bay.  “Tina,” she moaned, repeatedly.

Tina closed a hot mouth over one of Bette’s breasts, sucking on it, hollowing her cheeks, teasing the nipple.

“You are going to make me come so hard!” Bette groaned, her body writhing under Tina’s. Tina released the breast, and her free hand moved to cover it, while Tina moved to the other breast.  Bette was grinding hard against Tina’s hand that was pumping furiously in-and-out of her.  Tina was kneading the other breast, while her hot mouth continued sucking on the other — everything she was doing was urging Bette on to indescribable heights.  She knew she was driving Bette crazy, as she worshipped the brunette’s body, unashamed and greedy about making it writhed in passion, and sought to extract as much pleasure as she could from it.

Bette was ready to explode. “Now, baby,” Tina whispered, as she bent back down between the brunette’s legs to receive the coming orgasm. She buried her face into Bette, plunging her tongue into the pulsing cleft, as the brunette approached her climax with a loud shout, calling Tina’s name.  Her walls tightened like a vice, then released her passion, a stream of liquid pouring out, as Tina hungrily lapped it up. Bette clenched the bed-sheets, white-knuckled, as wave after wave of orgasms rolled over her.

Afterwards, she lay heavily where Tina had left her, spent, legs still spread-eagled, unable to move even the smallest muscle of her body.  Tina remained between her legs, tenderly licking between her thighs, caressing the sides of her legs.  Loving how much pleasure she had brought to the brunette, she gently licked and kissed tender, secret places of Bette’s body.

“I own you, baby,” she teased the brunette, who was still unable to move.

“You own me,” Bette agreed, responding in a thready voice.

Tina smiled.  “And it’s the same for me,” she whispered.

“I’m yours, baby,” she said, then kissed her tenderly, before standing.

She headed to the shower.

Tina knew Bette would return the favor soon enough, as soon as she would be able to rouse herself from the heavily, and sexually-sedated, state she was in.

She wanted to be ready whenever Bette would wake, and proceed to claim ownership of the blonde.