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Bette waited until she saw the flight alerting that Tina had taken off then made the quick trip home. She showered and climbed back in bed, this time on Tina’s side, pulling her wife’s pillow to her and burying her head in the fragrant aroma that was all Tina.
She sighed deeply. She hugged Tina’s pillow to her, closing her eyes. She missed her wife.
Her mind drifted to last night when she had gently made sweet love to Tina, bringing her a slow satisfying finish then holding her tightly as she drifted off to sleep.
Bette simply could not resist, not when Tina settled naked and perfect in the little spoon position in front of her, her bare bottom pushing on Bette’s core, and certainly not once she had Tina’s fantastic breasts in her hands.
There was no question which direction their snuggling would take then.
Bette pulled the blankets up around her, listening to the rain outside and she could almost feel Tina’s skin, soft and smooth, almost see her nipples getting larger and sense her breasts heavy in her hands. Last night, Tina had been so vulnerable, so raw with her emotions, hiding nothing from Bette.
It was one of Bette’s favorite positions, Tina with her back to her, tucked snug and tight into her, laid out for her hands, her fingers, her mouth. Tina had started it, turning slightly to Bette and whispering in her ear…
“Make love to me Bette. Slowly, Honey, slowly…” and she took Bette’s hand and pressed it firmly into her breast, breathing heavily into her ear.
And Bette did.
She entered Tina and began a slow thrusting motion that left Tina breathless then gasping, her head tucked in Bette’s neck.
“That’s it Babe” she said and Bette loved the velvet, heavy tone of her voice, “just like that…”
In and out and in and out slowly, s-l-o-w-l-y then again then more. Tina’s hand crept down Bette’s arm leisurely, lovingly, to lay over Bette’s hand as she moved inside her, and if Bette changed the pace, Tina would slow the motion back down.
“Slow” she would say, “That feels so good, I am so wet for you…”