She walked back to the bedroom, and was seduced, again, by the alluring aroma of the candle scents Tina had selected, and the romantic setting the blonde had prepared for them in the bedroom. And by the sight of Tina herself, sitting up under the sheets, on which were scattered the rose petals.

“Life truly is a bed of roses, huh, T?”

“From now on, I hope,” Tina said, love and trust shining out from her eyes.

Bette paused at the foot of the bed, overwhelmed by the sight of Tina, physically on her bed, at last.

She pushed Tina down gently til she lay on her back, then began to kiss the blonde slowly, moving down from the top of her head, until she reached Tina’s navel, which Bette sucked as she parted Tina’s legs.

She opened one of the containers in the package, and squeezed some oil from it into her palm.  Tina was still on her back, thighs trembling slightly, and had tunneled her hands into Bette’s full head of soft curls.

Bette held Tina’s legs open with shaking hands and nuzzled into the soft patch covering Tina’s mound. Almost a year without this.

She gave Tina’s cleft a slow, gentle lick, taking her time licking from one edge and up until her clit.  Tina let out a deep moan in response. Then with the hand on which she had squeezed some oil into, Bette cupped Tina’s sex, rubbing the slickness of the oil in, mixing it with some of Tina’s arousal that had come rushing out all over Tina’s sex, coating the quivering flesh of the blonde’s outer lips.  She massaged the potent mixture into the folds. 

“Oh. My. Goodness!,” Tina cried, as she orgasmed slightly, “What the hell is that?!” she called out to Bette, raising her head to look at the brunette between her legs.

“Some oil infused with, um… a love potion made mainly of cinnamon,” Bette answered, smiling as she continued to rub Tina.

“Baby, that is literally, soooo hot,” Tina said weakly, dropping her head back again as she felt another small orgasm come over her. She was wet, hot, and hungry for Bette.

Bette smiled, as she opened another container, and squeezed some oil from it into her other hand, creaming her fingers with it.

She began to lick Tina’s cleft, with light licks at first, feeling Tina relax into her lovemaking.  Then without warning, she rimmed the quivering flesh of the cleft roughly with her tongue, going round and round.  Tina moaned, pulling on the sheets white-knuckled, and rocked into Bette’s mouth.  The blonde desperately needed Bette to lick her deep inside in her core.  But Bette continued to ignore her clit and her aching, gaping core, now soaked with Tina’s arousal.