Her eyelids fluttered, her forehead creasing with Tina’s talented tongue teasing her, lolling everywhere but where Bette wanted her most.

As Bette dug her fingertips into the nape of Tina’s neck, Tina’s fingers spread Bette’s velvety area apart, exposing the swollen nub. She sucked it between her lips before plunging her tongue into the warm, pulsing hole. She methodically curled it on the way out feeling its effect on Bette as nails made imprints on the back of her neck. The slight pain urged her on, in and out with a steady rhythm, tongue fucking Bette while her thumb pressed against the bundle of nerves. Bette’s palm ran through Tina’s silky hair, curling strands around her fingers, guiding the back and forth movement of her head.

Tina groaned into Bette’s pussy sending a spiraling vibration throughout the brunette’s entire body.

“Oh my god, T.”

Tina repositioned herself, grabbing a railing spoke behind Bette for better access. Her tongue lapped around Bette’s clit, through her folds, gathering as much of Bette’s wetness as she could inhale. She slipped two fingers inside of her, twirling and curling with every thrust as the stunning body above her curved the angle of its hips. Bette bucked harder and faster against Tina until her walls clenched around her ex’s fingers.

“I’m com…Tina…mmmmm” Bette’s erratic gasps caused her to drop a knee against Tina’s shoulder as she came on the blonde’s face.

She hugged the back of Tina’s head to steady herself as Tina wiped her mouth against the inside of Bette’s robe.

“Tina…I…T…”

Tina stood, pressing into Bette’s body, her fingertips meandering along the bare skin.

“Baby, I want to stay just like this all day but I have…,” Tina muttered before Bette kissed her passionately, crashing their mouths together, ravishing one another.

Bette could taste herself on Tina’s lips. With a new blush of arousal, she dipped her hand into the blonde’s pants.

“Let me take you to the airport.”

Tina’s haggard breaths formed a “what?” against the brunette’s neck as lithe fingers dawdled in her underwear.

“Let me take you to the airport.” Bette rolled three fingers over Tina’s swollen sex each providing its own magical pressure as Tina growled in Bette’s ear.

Hearing Tina groan stirred a new flood of wetness between Bette’s legs. She pulled out of Tina’s pants, reached for her hand and led her quickly up the stairs. Tina hung on to Bette’s arm as she followed her to the bedroom.