Bette loosened her fingers from Tina’s and brought the blonde’s arm around her neck as she let her finger tips graze down the underside of Tina’s bare arm towards her armpit. Tina jolted a bit at the ticklish, feathery strokes Bette was bestowing upon her limbs.

“Can’t do this, with anyone but you, this, bareback lovin’”

“Sorry,” she whispered into Tina’s ear again. Tina had yet to speak again as she had lost all concept of language and reveled in the feel of the beautiful stranger’s arms around her once again.

“Pushin’ me, and shovin’ into love, love, love…”

The occupants of the table Tina had ditched had been watching the sexy dance unfold with slacked jaws and wide eyes. And they weren’t the only ones. On the other side of the room, two jealous music industry women were glaring at the prize Tina was thoroughly enjoying being touched by. And at the bar, a West Hollywood bouncer was also witness to the slow, vertical gyration that was being shared by Bette and Tina.

Tina felt the inner lining of her zipper catch perfectly down the center of her clit and she twitched with delight. Bette felt the small, albeit quick, reaction and added more pressure with her leg before ducking her head into the side of Tina’s neck. She inhaled the scent she recognized from their last dance and let out a gentle moan against the soft flesh.

Their breathing was shallow, yet right in time with one another’s. Bette felt Tina swallow hard and couldn’t help herself when she slipped her tongue out to run it slowly and softly up her neck and ended in a brief and understated kiss just below Tina’s ear. This caused Tina to moan into a sigh as she instantly felt her nipples stiffen underneath her tank top and pressed up against Bette’s chest tighter to quell their dull ache.

Opening her eyes, she finally found her voice.

“Please kiss me,” she requested breathlessly into the ear of her dance partner. The way she whispered her appeal made Bette smile.

Moving her head back so that she was again cheek to cheek with Tina, she turned so that their noses rubbed against each other in sweet Eskimo kisses. She leaned in, and turned away teasingly before asking, “You’re not going to give me another fat lip are you?”

For the first time since she stood from the table, Tina made eye contact with Bette again. She shook her head and said, “Me? You left me bleeding last weekend when you rushed off to play hero.”

Bette chuckled at the blonde’s mock exasperation. “I think it was you who left us both bleeding. My lip was swollen the rest of the weekend.” Bette replied faking a small pout that Tina found adorable.

As if she was injected with a newfound dose of courage, Tina went for it. “Then let me make it up to you,” and with that, she leaned up to place her lips on Bette’s getting lost in the moment. She sucked Bette’s pouty lip in between hers.

Before she knew it, the mild and tender kiss turned fiery and desirous as she felt Bette’s hand grip the back of her neck, pulling her more into it. Feeling the vibrations of Bette’s moan into her mouth, they took turns exploring the other’s warm oral cavity stretching their tongues to mingle and familiarize themselves with each wet corner. Both women could feel their damp arousal as they continued to rub themselves against the leg of the other.

At that moment, in that first oral introduction to one another, they were the only ones who existed in this beautiful world.