“Bette…please…” she moaned again.

Then, Bette withdrew her tongue, and with the other hand that she had squeezed the other type of oil into, pushed two fingers into Tina’s waiting cleft, parting the swollen tissues. 

Tina’s walls tightened around her while the blonde moaned again, “You are destroying me, baby.  Now what was that?!,” she asked.

Bette smiled, “Another oil. Infused with peppermint, this time.”

The brunette pushed her fingers into Tina again, scissoring, and twisting, then pulled out, for a beat, then pushed in again, rhythmically, deeper and deeper each time, curving and stroking the sensitive flesh.  With her other hand she massaged Tina’s clit, teasing it.  The combination of the cool shock of the peppermint oil she used in fingers she was fucking Tina with, and the heated touch imparted by the cinnamon-infused oil in the other hand that was massaging the blonde’s clit was making Tina come again and again from the simultaneous stimulation.

Finally, Bette thrust into Tina’s G-spot, curling her fingers, then, as she sensed Tina’s final orgasm coming, she pulled out, and thrust her tongue into the swollen cleft.  Tina’s walls tightened around Bette’s tongue, as the blonde moaned louder and louder, pumping her hips into Bette’s eager mouth.  A final orgasm washed over Tina like a fiery wave.  Her body convulsed and a shudder swept through her frame, then she let out an agonized cry of ecstasy.  She collapsed back into the bed, rose petals scattered all around her.  

Bette continued to lick her quivering flesh.  Echoing Tina following one of their lovemaking sessions in DC late in the summer two years ago, Bette said softly, as she made her way up Tina’s body, laying open-mouth kisses as she moved up, “Mmmm….I believe I own this beautiful, sexy body.”

Tina smiled weakly, unable to move, but understanding where Bette was coming from with the statement, “Yes…you own every inch, baby.”

Bette smiled as she looked up at the ceiling as she lay next to Tina, who had snuggled into Bette, throwing one leg carelessly over the brunette, and one arm across Bette’s waist.

It’s a good thing we have a night flight back to New York tomorrow, she thought as she also drifted to sleep.  She smiled, Tina was going to get her at some point tonight, and wasn’t going to take no for an answer to anything.