Their naked bodies sank to the floor as their kisses grew more passionate. Bette felt Jodie’s finger tips tracing feather light patterns on her skin pausing every now and again to caress and pinch her breasts, hips, face and thighs making her increasingly wet.  Jodie moved down her body kissing and nibbling as she went. With Bette’s hands tangled in her hair she swirled her tongue around her left breast revelling in the feel of her silken skin and rapidly hardening nipple. Her hand wandered slowly to the top of Bette’s pussy causing her back to arch. Jodie raised her head and smiled wickedly gently teasing the fine hairs with her hand.

“Please” begged Bette “Jodie, I need you” 

Jodie’s fingers slipped into her slick wetness, causing Bette to moan loudly. Keeping her eyes on Bette’s face she slid two fingers into her hot pulsing walls while running her thumb round her engorged clit. Feeling Bette clench inside she realised she was close to coming and removed her hand moving upwards to crush Bette’s lips with her own again. She pulled away to look at the caramel goddess below her with her lust filled eyes and bruised lips.

“Sit up” she commanded straddling Bette who did so.

Jodie rearranged herself slightly, both women gasping as their clits came into contact. Bette stared into her eyes drowning in the expressiveness of her new lover’s face. Jodie smiled and lifted her hand to caress the side of Bette’s face. Rocking against each other Bette lowered her head to the artist’s ample breasts. Tasting her skin, making the nipple pucker and harden, she ran her nails lightly down her back. Jodie pressed into her even harder. Pushing the boundaries Bette lightly bit the nipple in her mouth and scraped her nails harder down the smaller woman’s back. Jodie rewarded her by throwing her head back moaning her name while rocking harder into her. Tangling one hand in Bette’s lustrous curls Jodie encouraged her head upwards while running her own nails down Bette’s back. Their lips met again, the kissing growing more frantic and heated as their orgasms built. Bette’s head fell back as the first waves hit her causing Jodie to follow her over the edge. They collapsed in a heap on the floor staying intertwined as they caught their breath.

Bette looked at the woman who’d pulled down all her defences. “You’re amazing I wasn’t expecting….”

Jodie put her finger on Bette’s lips to silence her “Don’t analyse” she said “just enjoy.”

Bette leaned in and kissed her stopping when her pager beeped. “I have to go” she said untangling her legs and reaching for her clothes.

Jodie rose and shrugged back into her cover-alls watching Bette do up her shirt. “Such a shame to cover up a beautiful work of art” she smiled.

Bette slid her arms around her waist “Sweet-talker.”  She pressed her lips against her lovers complying when she felt her tongue request entry.  They released each other and walked back to the screened area where Bette picked up her briefcase.

“Will I see you tomorrow?” she enquired

 “Of course” Jodie signed smiling then said “I’ll come by your office in the morning and teach you more sign if you want”

Bette grinned “You’re a naughty woman.”

Jodie grinned back “And you Dean Porter are indeed plenty dirty.” 

Bette blushed and kissed her lightly then turned and walked across the studio aware she was being watched. As she reached her car her phone beeped. She laughed as she read the text

 “Nice ass hope to see it again soon”

TBC?