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    Our first Christmas……Chapter 8

    Story written on January 12, 2006 by ayns.
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    Bette and Tina’s first Christmas as a couple

    My own needs start to surface and I throw one leg of over her thigh, slamming myself down on her toned muscle. She bends her leg slightly giving me better leverage as I work my folds apart until my clit is rubbing against her. Our bodies are writhing together, pushing towards a much needed release, willing us to fall over that edge together. I start sucking lightly on her neck, needing to taste the salty sweat on her skin. She runs her nails up my scalp and I feel the beginnings of my orgasm. I hear her whisper something quietly in my hear, but I can’t make out the words over the rapid beating of my heart.

    “What babe?” I whisper against her skin, before once again sucking on her neck.

    “More T” she groans louder, her mouth right next to my ear. “I need more of you.”

    It takes me a moment to understand what she’s asking for, but when I finally do, I am overwhelmed by her request. I pull my fingers out before I drive back into her with four. I’ve never had this many fingers inside her before and it feels amazing. She feels so tight and wet and with one little grind of my hips I am pushed over the edge. It’s almost to much to take as I continue sliding along her leg, but the whimper in my ear lets me know I have a little more work to do. I push harder into her, adding my leg to increase the force of my thrusts. She’s grunting in time, digging her nails into my back, as she comes closer to release. When I press my thumb against her hard clit, she screams my name and grips me a little tighter. I slow my hand as she shakes and shudders, stopping my movement when at last she has relaxed. I slowly pull my hand out, hearing her gasp at the loss, but cup her gently not wanting to lose contact completely.

    I pull back to look at her face just as she opens her eyes. We stare longingly at each other, overwhelmed with what we just shared. I lean down and leave a chaste kiss on her lips before pulling back to wipe the sweaty curls off of her face. We say nothing for a while, taking in the tenderness of the moment. Finally Bette cuts the silence with a little levity.

    “I love Christmas.” I laugh at that, hoping I have indeed changed her whole outlook on this particular holiday.

    “Me too babe. And just think, we haven’t even exchanged presents yet.”

    “I don’t think either of us will me able to top this, do you?” and she motions to the two of us lying in bed.

    “You’re absolutely right, nothing could top this.” I lean down and kiss her again wanting to bask in the afterglow just a little bit longer. “I love you.”

    “I love you too…even if you’re kinda controlling now.” She winks at me and smirks a little.

    “At least you know how it feels now.” I tease back knowing she’s in the right mood for that.

    She raises her eyebrow before saying “I wasn’t complaining, just pointing it out.”

    “Me too, I was just pointing it out.”

    She grabs my sides in a playful tickle and rolls me onto my back so she can hold me down. I laugh out loud, joined in by her deep, joyful voice. She finally settles against my shoulder and wraps her arm around my waist.

    “I’m so glad you came home today.”

    “Me too Bette, and this is you know.”

    “What?”

    “My home.”

    TBC

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    6. Yeehaw! You go, Tina, ride her, cowgirl! Gideeyup, Bette! Much better way to celebrate the holiday than spending a ton of money. And possibly a good way to make converts.

    7. I love your writing and feel your sentiment excatly about Season 3! They are taking my fav character into someone none of us want to see (Unless u don’t like B&T together), its depressing. But on the up side Go Hel. I hate to admit i liked her last season minus the baby craze, lol!

    11. OH MY FUCKING GOD…..that was absolutely amazing and so very sexy and hot. You’re simply one of the best Ayns – I love it…..I’m so glad I didn’t read this at work LOL. THANK YOU for sharing your writing with us – you rock!!!!……and now – more please and have a great weekend :o))

    13. Perfect, now I can breath. There is hope out in the world. Now it is time for the COLD Shower. Have to turn the temperature of the air conditioner to zero or maybe sleep outside to cool off.

    17. For the first time EVER i thought id have to take a break reading that…lolYes half way through i actually forgot to breath….i know ive read some very hot stories here on this site but in all honesty that left me breathless…sigh!…oh and welcome back!

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