Oh my God Tina, I dont think you would have done that the night of our first date, Bette was so aroused at the sight of her wife tasting her, she could hardly bear it any longer. She reminded herself that she promised slow and deliberate love making, but Tina apparently had something a little more aggressive in mind. It was Bettes turn to try to regain control of the pace.

She reached to the bedside stand where she had earlier placed the container of ice from the machine just outside their room. She pulled an ice cube from deep in the container where there were still some larger pieces to be found and rested it at the top of Tinas sternum.

I see youve thought of another way to make me wet Tina smiled at Bette as she felt her move the ice towards her right breast. She circled the outline of the breast, gradually making that circle smaller as she approached the already aroused nipple. Finally Bette allowed the ice to graze a contact over the top of the erect and sensitive flesh. Droplets of water melted and ran down the side of Tinas body to soak into the sheet. Bette leaned in and took the ice cube in her mouth, alternating between letting the ice rest on Tinas nipple and letting her mouth suck and bite at the result of her efforts. She pulled the ice back into her mouth and moved to Tinas left breast, repeating what she had done initially.

As she felt Tinas legs part she moved to rest her body between them, rotating her hips in time with Tinas movements as the last of the ice melted with the heat of her mouth and Tinas body. Bette lifted her head from Tinas breast and looked into her eyes as they found a rhythm together. Bette paused and reached down to retrieve a taste of her lovers juices. She brought her hand up to Tinas lips and watched as Tina protruded her tongue tentatively from her mouth to taste herself on Bettes fingertips. Bette moved forward to taste Tinas on her own fingers and on Tinas tongue. They soon found themselves devouring each other, unable to satiate their desire. Tina tried to lift herself from the bed to get closer to Bette, but couldnt find the strength.

They moved together, a blur of hands, fingers, tongues and sweat-covered bodies sliding over each other with abandon. Minutes turned to hours as they explored each other again and again, rediscovering the passion they knew they had from the first time they met. Expectations of a future cemented in their experiences of the present, as they continued to share the physical love wrought by emotional connectedness.

They eventually collapsed exhausted and dreamt of each other.