Bette wraps her arms tightly around Tina’s waist, pulling her even closer as their hips begin to move in a sensual rhythm. The friction between their clits ignites a fire within them, each moan fueling the other’s pleasure.

As they break away from the kiss, their breathing quickens, and their eyes lock in a deep connection. Tina presses herself harder against Bette’s clit, causing her face to contort and her mouth to hang open in ecstasy. Bette holds onto Tina’s hips, controlling the pace as they continue to ride each other’s pleasure.

Their eyes never leave each other as their wet cores move in perfect synchronization. Tina grips the backboard for support as Bette takes control, driving both of them toward an intense climax. Their breaths are ragged, trying to contain their moans as they reach new levels of pleasure together. With every movement and every look exchanged, their bond grows stronger.

And as their movements become more frenzied and their stares more intense, they both reach the peak of ecstasy at the same time. Their bodies shiver and tremble as powerful orgasms wash over them, leaving them breathless and satisfied in each other’s arms.

Bette rests her head on Tina’s chest. “Damn, Tina…fuck…” She says, kissing Tina’s neck as tingles still swirl through her body.

She then lifts her head and looks at Tina. They both stare at one another, reeling from the deep connection they both felt moments ago, but neither is willing or ready to speak on it. Bette reaches up and tangles her hand in Tina’s damp, sweaty hair as they lean in for a lazy kiss….

***

Foyer….

Later, Tina closes her robe as she escorts Bette to the front door. “Somebody broke the whisper rule, by the way…” she says with a playful smile.

Bette smirks. “Well…somebody wasn’t playing fair the second round…”

Tina smiles and then reaches up and fixes the lapel of Bette’s jacket. “Get home safely…”

“K…” Bette says, putting Tina’s hair behind her ear. “Good night…”

“Goodnight…”

They peck each other on the lips before Bette walks out of the house.

Tina rests her forehead against the door for a beat before she turns and walks out of the foyer with a satisfied yet nervous and unsure smile as she thinks about the shift she felt in her causal relationship with Bette….