Tina shut off the rest of her sentence with a deep kiss, kissing Bette fiercely, with an urgency and need, her tongue seeking her partner’s, wanting to be rejoined again, and upon finding it, licking, sliding, curving against it. 

“No…no…Bette… he didn’t turn me on…it was a mistake, honey.  A mistake…you’ve got to believe that…”, she whispered, as her hands wandered around and down Bette’s back restlessly, arms pressing on the brunette’s body, and her core arching upward to rub against Bette’s. 

Bette moaned in response. 

“T…” 

Tina moaned huskily, as she flipped Bette to her side, grabbing one hand of Bette’s, to put it between her legs.   Bette’s hand automatically cupped the blonde’s sex, finding her sopping wet, and easily able to slip her fingers into Tina’s aching cleft. 

“Mmm…,” Bette shut her eyes, as Tina whispered in her ear, “This is what turns me on … you… your touch, your kiss, your scent, your skin, your taste.  Just standing next to you in an elevator…looking at you from across the room…makes me weak, do you know that?” 

“Tina…,” Bette responded weakly, as she felt Tina reach between her legs, to similarly cup her, and slip her fingers in, the way she was in in Tina’s cleft. 

They pumped each other simultaneously…but not wanting, yet, to reach a climax, merely wanting to please the other.  Bette felt Tina orgasm slightly, the blonde’s sex rippling restlessly against her fingers. Her own walls were beginning to clench slightly against Tina’s fingers.  They moaned against each other, and joined in a kiss, Bette’s face wet with tears. 

A thought flitted into her mind…why did Tina come over, by the way? 

Her hand movement slowed.  “T…?” 

Sensing something, Tina’s hand similarly slowed, “Yes, baby?” 

“I was wondering about what made you fly to Chicago?  I mean, I know you said you wanted to surprise me.  And, don’t take this the wrong way, I love that you felt like doing so…” 

Tina sighed.  Her hand hadn’t left the warm comfort of Bette’s mound, and the brunette had squeezed it between her legs.  She had similarly “trapped” Bette’s hand between her own legs. 

“It’s Kelly Wentworth,” Tina said quietly, looking at Bette.  She felt Bette brush her clit with the pad of her thumb, circling it. 

“What about Kelly?” 

“I ran into her yesterday morning, when I went to visit the site.  She was trying to open the door to the first floor apartment.  Turns out her step-sister lives there, and Kelly pops in from time to time.”  Bette continued to tease her clit. 

She swallowed, tried to keep from moaning.  “I didn’t tell her about us, and we didn’t get to talk much, either, after she introduced herself, because Matt called.  So I took the call and headed up to the duplex.” 

She couldn’t help it, as a moan escaped her lips. She kissed Bette hungrily. 

Bette drew away from the kiss, a smile playing on her lips.  “Oh… and you were..um.. worried about me, and how I’d react if she came after me, when she finds out I’ll be living there with you and Angelica?”  She began to rub Tina roughly, working Tina’s sex, keeping up her tease of the blonde’s clit. 

She ran her mouth roughly down Tina’s chin, down her neck, sucked a spot ‘til Tina gasped, and cooled it with a lick, move to another spot, and sucked again, then repeating her licks. 

“Yes…” Tina responded, in a moan. 

After a beat, Bette asked, “Yes, to what, T?,” teasing. 

“Yes…I was worried. And yes…to your…kisses. Yes, I love you, yes, I know you love me, too.  Yes, I shouldn’t have worried,” Tina embraced the brunette’s head, drawing it closer to her neck.  Tears wet her cheeks. 

“Let me show you, T, why you needn’t worry, ever…why I will stay true to you, to Angelica…forever.  Eternally,”  Bette whispered huskily, as she made her way down Tina’s body, planting hot, open-mouth kisses along the way.