As Tina lay with her eyes closed, she is startled by the pop of the champagne cork.  Bette poured them each a glass.  She sat her glass down and retrieved a strawberry from the bowl on the nightstand.

“T, Baby sit up, but keep your eyes closed.”

Tina did as requested and Bette leaned forward to kiss her tenderly on the lips.  Bette dipped the strawberry into the champagne then brought it to Tina’s lips.  As Tina felt the cool, wet berry touch her lips she opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue to taste her lover’s offering. Bette placed her lips where her fingers had been on the berry and shared the taste of the berry and herself with Tina.  They both moaned as they each took half of the strawberry into their mouths and ground their lips passionately into one another’s.  Tina opened her eyes as the separated needing to breathe and swallow this passion’s fruit. 

“You always know what I like for dessert Babe,” said Tina in a low and sexy tone.

Bette handed Tina her glass of champagne and they toasted their love for each other.  Bette took Tina’s glass and placed it on the nightstand.

“Lie down T.  Tonight I want to honor you as I should.”

Tina lay down as requested.  Bette took her glass of champagne, took a sip and leaned in to kiss her beloved, sharing the grapes’ sweet nectar with her at the same time.  Bette licked Tina’s jaw line and down the front of her neck.  Bette poured a small bit of wine onto Tina’s right collar bone and licked it up.  Again she took the glass and did the same to her left collar bone.  Bette licked up each side of Tina’s neck and gently nibbled on each ear lobe.  Bette continued her

tribute to her love by licking then blowing her warm breath on Tina’s chest  Goose flesh appeared as Bette made her was down Tina’s chest to her ample breasts.  Tina threw her head back as Bette’s tongue made contact with the skin of her left breast.

“Oh God Bette!”

“Close Baby, I certainly am in heaven.”

Bette continued to love Tina as Tina moaned quietly at her ministrations.  She capture Tina’s left nipple in her mouth as she kneaded her right with her fingertips.  Tina began to writhe underneath her, only stimulating Bette to continue on.  Bette poured some champagne on to Tina’s taut stomach then proceeded to lick is off slowly.  Tina was now grinding her hips into Bette’s stomach while looking at her with pleading eyes.  She grabbed Bette’s head and pulled her up to capture her lips.  Again there was a duel for control between their tongues.  Both were breathless when Bette broke the clinch.