Bette chuckled sexily and moved closer to Tina, her hands now moving up her arms to her neck. Tina’s legs overlapped Bette’s, their centers creeping nearer as the distance closed. She traced Tina’s collarbone and watched her fingers.

“Do you feel a jolt now? Are you wet now?” she asked in a whisper and sat up higher so that her breasts emerged from the water. Bubbles and water cascaded down her bare chest, her nipples hardening at the change in temperature. Tina inhaled sharply, loving what she was seeing. Bette’s breasts were perfection, every time she saw them… which was often, she was spellbound.

“I do. I am.” Tina replied huskily, her eyes glued to the sight before her. Bette was so beautiful, her skin dark against the white bubbles and the water making trails down her skin. She reached out to trace the wet path taken by one long drip of water, her finger moving slowly over her wife’s breast. Across the top swell and down the side, her touch gentle, tender. Bette watched Tina’s face as she watched her finger. She had such an adoring look in her eyes. “I never had my body respond like that before… with Eric. Or anyone else for that matter.”

She looked up and spoke quietly, “that night, when he dropped me off at my apartment, I went in the bathroom and could not believe how wet I was when I touched myself. It was fucking animalistic in many ways… I didn’t even know you, Baby. And I want to be that person again, that person who was hungry for something better…that person who was desperate for more … to be seen, be taken seriously, understood.”

Bette paused. She tried to understand what Tina was saying but the wine was having an effect on her brain and the sight of Tina in the tub was making her unravel… it was hard to think.

Her creamy skin looked like she would melt in the heat of Bette’s mouth and she was trying to decide if now was the right time to lick her in between her breasts, suck on her pink nipples. She lifted her eyes to meet Tina’s blue eyes and she held her gaze for a long moment. Her eyes were full of love but also had more than a hint of worry. They were eyes like the sea after a storm, beautiful and rocky.