“Betttteeeee, oh my gahhh…bette, don’t stop, pleeeaaase.”

Bette thrust upwards into Tina harder as her kneeling legs shook over Bette. Tina’s orgasm washed over her, coating Bette’s fingers as she came. She held tight to the headboard for balance, her body convulsing before going completely numb. Bette left her fingers in her fiancé until she felt her walls unclench and Tina roll off of her.

Breathless, Tina’s eyes were still closed. “Holy shit, babe. That was…” Tina brought her hand up to her mouth to wipe the drool escaping from its corners. “But that was supposed to be about you.”

“It was,” Bette replied as she kissed the slight red ring around Tina’s neck.

“Let me just catch my breath. Now spread your legs for me.”

“This may be the best morning sex ever.”

“Well, Ms. Porter it is your wedding day.” Tina purred as she slid down her lover’s body.

Bette watched the messy blonde hair trail down her chest, over her hard nipples, brushing her hip bone as Tina licked the inside of her thigh. “Hmmm, Ms. Kennard, I can only imagine my wedding night.” She ran her fingers through Tina’s silky hair, holding her head as Tina’s tongue worked its magic over her throbbing clit.

As Bette’s back started to arch in response, both their phones dinged at the same time.

“Nope,” Tina muttered into Bette’s dripping lips. The vibration sending a chill up Bette’s spine.

Tina licked Bette’s folds before dipping her tongue into the warmth waiting for her. She looked up at Bette, their eyes fucking as hard as Tina tonguing her bride. Bette rolled her own nipple, tugging while Tina watched her. Their phones dinged again simultaneously, this time three texts in a row.

Bette started to laugh as Tina shook her head between her legs. “T, stop, it’s ok, stop,” Bette giggled.

Another ding.

Tina wiped her mouth and looked up at Bette and they both muttered:

“Alice.”

Bette reached down for Tina’s shoulders lifting her, bringing her face to hers, a kiss laced with later.

Bette got out of bed and checked her phone. “Fuckin Alice,” she said shaking her head. “She’s bringing breakfast over in a half hour.”

Tina turned to Bette biting her bottom lip, “I could eat. Maybe we should shower quick. It’d save time if we showered together.”