“I love you, Bette. I truly, truly do,” she said finally pulling away.

“I love you, too.” Their kissing resumed as Tina rolled them over so Bette was lying on her back.

Tongues wrestled and caressed as an insistent hand wound its way down Bette’s long, lithe body to find a sopping slit. “Oh, my…” Tina gasped followed by Bette’s corresponding groan as she felt Bette’s wetness soak her fingers. She leaned back down to capture her wife’s lips in another searing kiss while her fingers deftly zeroed in on Bette’s clit. Bette was already beyond aroused from hearing and feeling Tina’s release. Foreplay was a moot point.

Tina picked up a steady rhythm of circling the protruding bud at her fingertips and pulled back to study her partner’s face. A myriad of expressions could be seen and became more intense the closer Bette approached her orgasm. She held tight to Tina, allowing the powerful sensations to consume her. She felt her core contract and immediately desired to have her wife inside of her.
Arching her back as a particularly intense wave passed, she attempted to express this need vocally.

“Inside… please,” she pleaded, emphasizing this by pushing Tina’s hand lower. Tina complied, not wanting to keep her love waiting. She sunk two fingers easily into the depths of her partner and began thrusting. Her thumb resumed its ministrations on Bette’s clit and she went back to watching Bette’s face, wanting to see her when she came. Bette’s core clamped down hard and pulsed around Tina’s fingers, in time with the strumming of her clit. She cried out, feeling her body react to all the things Tina was doing to it.

“Oh god!” Tina licked and then sucked a lonely, pert nipple into her mouth, sending a new wave of pleasure through Bette’s body. “God, T. I’m so close. Please don’t stop.” Hearing this, Tina concentrated her efforts on Bette’s clit and the spot deep inside her. She thrust hard, pressing into Bette’s spot while pressing hard on her clit. Bette effectively saw stars with this move. She arched her back further into the sensations that consumed her and screamed.  “Oh god! TIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNNNNAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!”

Remembering their daughter in the next room, Tina quickly covered Bette’s mouth with her own to smother her cries of passion. Bette relaxed into the kiss and wrapped her legs around Tina’s waist, keeping her close. Both women were able to feel the aftershocks of Bette’s orgasm and moaned into the kiss as Bette’s core pulsed.