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Music Is My Savior
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"You wanna know what else I promise?" Bette teased in a sultry tone, smiling as her hands ran down the curve of Tina’s ass just before she lifted the blonde back onto the counter.
Tina flashed a smile of her own as she felt her steady heart rate increase in pace and she wrapped her arms around Bette’s neck, nodding for her wife to continue.
"I promise to always keep you happy . ." She placed a whisper soft kiss on Tina’s left cheek, "And satisfied . ." A kiss on the other cheek.
Tina had already been on edge from their earlier make-out session and now her body was screaming for some type of release, Bette’s lustful words attacked every nerve ending inside her. She was panting, she was whimpering . . she was incredibly desperate.
"Bette . ."
"Kiss me"
Without needing to be told a second time, Tina tilted her head up and Bette instantly brought their lips together. The blonde was so completely blown away by the embrace that she could do nothing more but sit there and return each slow, passionate kiss that Bette gave her, her hands planted on either side of her as her head moved in perfect rhythm with their kisses.
Bette deeply inhaled through her nose when Tina’s tongue rolled around with hers, reveling in the light headed feeling she got from having Tina’s lips on hers. It had been such a rough couple of work weeks that Bette had nearly forgotten how easily she could lose herself in her wife’s kisses, she had nearly forgotten how much she missed kissing her wife in that way.
She could barely hear anything else as Tina’s hands tunneled their way into her thick curls, the sounds of people’s laughter and chatter felt like they were further away than they actually were. Even Alice’s persistent pounding on the glass sliding door and her annoying intruding voice sounded like it was something from a dream. At least that’s what Bette continued to tell herself as she ignored the sounds and continued to kiss her wife.
"Bette! Stop kissing your wife and come blow out your candles!"
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Oh my God, you’re back!! I almost thought you had forgotten about me lol but I couldn’t have asked to read a better story. It’s so amazing Liah, I loved every page. I literally squealed when I saw 12 pages. I’m really hooked to your stories so I get excited when I see so much of your writing.You’re my hero, thank you so much for writing this story. If I have another song in mind I’ll let you know (: So glad you’re feeling better, gonna go read your other story now lol
So glad you’re back! I have to say, I’ve read all of your stories. Love your style. Love your writing. And this one gave me shivers, tingles, smiles…everything! Thank you for posting!
My god that was heartbreaking! Had to skip to the end to the end to make sure it had a happy ending, which luckily it did :) Love your stories, looking forward to more. Thanks :)
Beautiful story.Thanks so much for posting.
Loved it you are great as always
Thank goodness for second chances… I don’t think Bette will waste hers. This installment put me through the wringer, Liah, but I’m happy to see you back. Thank you! :)
Geez, louise you scared the pants off me. I thought our beautiful girl was gone. So happy she is alright. Is this a shot story, if so I sincerely wish there was more. It was a great story and I would like to see if Bette drops the ball or lives up to her promises. She so often makes big bold promises but when the crisis has passed, so do her promises go by the wayside. Great story. Thanks.
That was simply amazing and I have so missed your writing. Thank you for this story. Loved every word.
Wonderful story, loved it
Soooo glad you are back.Great story,thank you for the happy end.PPS
That was so good and love it
Loved it!!!!!
Wow im speechless…this was heartbreaking and scary for a moment,but im happy it always turn out good for tibette..tomorrow isn’t promise so you gotta live for today
Dear, dear talented author… The more I read your stories, the more I love your so sensitive way to gave so much life and love to our beloved two… But this chapter is truly special, for me, and brang a lot of tears in my eyes… It so deeply touched me, really it did, and I find it truly difficult to explain how much with just words… Thank you a lot for such a magnificent work, I wish you all the best !! Gratefully – A.