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    Match Made

     

    Bette, how do I taste?

     

    Bette, how many rounds can you go?

     

    Bette, who taught you that neat tongue twister trick?

     

    Bette, how do you get your hair so lush and perfect?

     

    Bette, won’t you show me your nipples please?

     

     “Do – do you speak any other languages?” I finally pant.  

     

    My desperate pant is met with a vibrating  “huh?” and I feel the sensation shoot straight from my oversensitive folds to my womb.  

     

    “What did you say?”

     

    “Nothing” I mumble. I’d rather her mouth continue its current activity than respond to my query.

     

    Our eyes meet as she looks up at me from between my legs with her brow arched questioningly and I think nothing could be sexier than this moment but then she dips her head and nudges the sexyometre up a little when her skilled tongue slides through my wetness finally resting it’s tip against my clit.  She presses down hard, her tongue then proceeds to pat down on my clit in a motion that reminds me of Free Whilly’s elaborate tale wave.  And just as Free Whilly’s tale had crashed through the surface of the water, her tongue comes plummeting down on my clit sending ripples along my spine.  

     

    With my eyes closed I cry out and tighten my grip on her scalp, pressing her closer to my core where I need her most. “Bette”

     

    “Yes”

     

    “I – I want you”

     

    “I know”

     

    “No Bette, I mean I really want you”

     

    “I know T, I want you too”

     

     “No” frustrated, I try to pull her up from between my legs as gently as possible. Finally face to face, I stare into her confused yet lust infused eyes. “I want you, bad. I want more of you, all of you”

     

    A silence stretches out between us as I wait for my meaning to register. When it does I see her expression soften “And I Tina, want all of you and then some” Her lips capture mine and we stay like that for a few seconds just savouring the contact, which to me is far more intimate than the one we were sharing moments ago. I close my eyes and moan as Bette’s tongue sneaks its way into my mouth. The kiss quickly shifts from tender to passionate.

    Comments

    1. That was fantastic, couldn’t believe it was all a dream. I was hoping they were finally together. Must go back and read the other chapters before this one. Loved the update. Thanks for posting.

    2. So freaking HOT! I have other comments, but it’s past 9:30 for me. hehehee!!!

      I will keep telling you how brilliant you are though. Wonderfully worded and exceptionally paced.

      Keep up the good writing my little blueberry pancake. ;)

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