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Bette reached Tina’s stomach and used her mouth and tongue and lips to explore all the muscles as they tensed and rippled underneath her. She knew Tina was awake now, her breathing had changed, it was deeper and shorter, and one hand crept up her back slowly to nestle in her curls at the base of her neck, encouraging, kneading, tender.
Tina made not a sound, not even a peep as Bette worked her way down her skin, slowly, gently exploring. There was no noise, but her body sure was talking, arching, moving to get closer to Bette’s mouth.
No noise at all… that is until Bette dipped her tongue in Tina’s bellybutton, swirling and curling, then a long whimper escaped, coming out like a cry of need and one that Bette was intent on answering.
Fuck she loved the sounds Tina made when she made love to her. Sounds she produced. Sounds that were only for her. Soft cries and loud screams and everything in between. They made Bette wet.
Bette moved slowly, agonizingly and deliberately slowly, gently so gently, going lower to the sensitive patch of skin that Tina’s panties usually covered, just above where her pubic hair would start, if she had any.
With the most tender of touches, she moved her nose then her lips across from hip bone to hip bone, the whimper of need from Tina now becoming a deep throaty moan of want. Back and forth and again and again.
Both hands were in tangled Bette’s hair now, gentle, urging, encouraging. Lower lower they said, go lower and don’t stop they implored. Tina’s knee lifted and she opened up, rolling to her back, hinting at where Bette needed to go next. Blankets pushed aside to make room.
But Bette wasn’t ready to taste her yet, not quite, so she pulled her tank off and made her trek in reverse, back up the quivering stomach, past the hard ab muscles, the trembling rib cage, the heartbeat that sang her name.
She licked a rose-colored nipple with a wide tongue, then brought it into her wet mouth and sucked hard. Then harder. Tina arched into her, the moan of want now becoming a guttural keening groan of desperation, hands holding the back of Bette’s head, pressing her even closer. Impossibly close.
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Sorry about the power failure but you more than made up with the tenderness of these lovers. I know the missed calls are Lucy. Let the unknowing be pushed to the background. An successful opening will give them the strength they need for whatever evil awaits. I hope Tina’s naiveté about Eric expose her to damage. Let Bette have the clearness of heart to protect her along with Lara and others.
Thank you Majic! The missed calls are from Lucy, she is desperate to reach her sister…
Hi BK,
Sad you lost a entire chapter due to power failure, but wow i loved this chapter so much!
It was hot, sweet and tender!
Please, let Tina be careful when she is in Chicago and who is Bette going to call, i expect someone who will protect Tina. I hope Tina is going to call back to that unfamiliar number, Lucy, so that she will be given a head up about Eric’s intentions to Tina.
Thank you for this wonderful chapter!
BiBI – Glad you liked it! Power failures are such a pain but youre right, at least the sweetness of pre-opening could be shared…
So sorry you lost a Chapter but thank you for this.
Looking forward to more of this wonderful story soon, please.
SG
On it SG!
Sorry for the loss of your creative output, that sucks. Do you remember some of it? Some sentences, the essence of the chapter’s course? Had that myself back in my writing days, at 2 am after writing for hours and disregarding to save the file.
Thanks for this sensual chapter as substitute. Feels like the calm before the storm.
When will Tina get in touch with her sister? I think it could somehow be important for Chicago.
And what about Bette’s call? Did she call Eric to give him a peace of her mind? Would be very Alpha-Bette but not very thought-out. Like Bibi I hope she called some enforcement (still thinking of some kind of cavalry).
Enjoyed this chapter very much, thanks for sharing. Waiting for the opening and the first gusts of the storm to come.
Kiwi
I do remember some of it but some will change because this chapter gave some of it away already – the missed phone calls for one. But yes the essence is still there. I write these chapters much more easily than the drama filled ones. The one with Eric took forever because he is so vile. Anyway, appreciate your comments!
The clam before the storm. Lovely chapter. I like the memories of when they first got together and the “This is why” incidents. Looks like its going to be a wonderful gallery opening. Tommorrow, its off to Chicago, and lets win there!.
Thank you for this chapter….can not wait for more.
You are very welcome Martha, thank YOU!
Well, BK, a power failure gave us a warm and tender chapter. It’s just the calm before the storm. Lucy and Eric are on the horizon.
“They had not been lovers for long and Bette remembered the first time she realized she didn’t care that her careful order was not so controlled. She found she didn’t mind a change to her routine, her control over things being replaced by the safety Tina instilled in her.
Suddenly it was ok to be Bette Porter. Complicated, yes. Unyielding and stubborn, frequently. But also loving and gentle and generous. Kind. Protective.”
I still didn’t finish to read this chapter but I had to express how much I love this analysis of Bette (our dear so-called Allmighty Porter but so deeply vulnerable actually) and this so simple and yet so deeply touching remembering about the first morning coffee with Tina and the mugs : just that is enough to summarize your exquisite talent. I just adore it.
,,, now, I’m ready to finish my reading – and ready for the coming drame about this disgusting Eric and the sister I cannot wait to meet and hear…
Thank you SO much for sharing, again and again ! It’s a gift I’m more than ever grateful for,
A;
You are most welcome. Thank you for your kind, heartfelt words. I think we both see Bette the same way. Sometimes she is hard to write because of her complexity. I appreciate your comments!
Reading each page of this marvelous story of yours… #thisiswhy…
Smiling with tenderness in my heart in front of my favorite two… #thisiswhy…
Feeling much better thanks to writers like you… #thisiswhy…
This is why I love so much your story.
Thank you – as simply as that.
A.