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The Alphas (8)
"What makes you think I’ll divulge that information?"
Bette shrugged lightly and couldn’t help but smile. "It was worth a shot, I guess." She poured about an ounce of scotch into her glass and held the other out to Tina.
"That’s not my poison," Tina smiled back, shaking her head no.
"Yeah, you prefer to tease someone until they’re buckling at the knees, and then kicking them while they’re down, right?"
Tina paused for a moment and sat on the other side of the bed, so as not to tempt herself too greatly. "… Something like that." She figured Bette would get a kick out of her agreement to something so ridiculous.
The silence didn’t last long.
"You’re not even gonna tell me what the girl looked like?!" Bette was lifting the glass as she spoke, and enjoying the hard liquor by the time Tina rolled her eyes.
"You don’t need to hear about some experience I had with a blond, Bette."
"Ooh, blond. Interesting."
"No, not interesting," Tina laughed, "I didn’t mean to lead you on." She was referring to the story, but Bette just looked into her eyes.
"Sure you did."
Tina blushed a bit and then licked her lips. "Maybe after."
"After what?" Bette gasped in mock surprise. "Don’t assume I’m an easy lay!"
"Let me guess."
"This body is off limits," Bette emphasized, arching into the bed.
The gesture was meant as a joke, but Tina was completely amazed with the body before her. Long toned arms above beautiful cleavage that disappeared into a black bra next to a strong abdomen and surprisingly fit thighs. She didn’t dare linger anywhere in between. Finally, she pulled her eyes from Bette completely, and got up. She would have to keep some logic with her. "So, you came to my room and stripped expecting a simple talk?"
"I bet you were preparing for something tonight," Bette smiled, changing the subject with a grin, "And I wanna see what you’re wearing."
"You smug little bitch," Tina laughed, crossing her arms over her chest. "No. I am NOT taking off my skirt."
"I bet it’s hot," Bette teased, crawling toward the corner of the bed with a wicked look in her eye, somehow managing to keep all of her drink in the glass. "Ahh come on. It’ll be like … girl talk. I’ll even ask you where you got it." The little sparkle in her eye was too cute.
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(33 votes, average: 3.94 out of 5)
Awesome!! gotta love that sexual tension!!
Hot hot hot!!! Love the tension between them, please more.
Hot hot hot, i like it. pps
Love this story and now I am going to go take a cold shower. Damn-it that was hot!
Love the sexual tension and the playing! They are hot! More soon, please!
You can cut the tension with a knife. Tina may as well give up and accept the inevitable. They are so going to be together and Tina will find she loves it and Bette. They are so HOT together. Thanks for posting.
They’re bad for each other, which is why it’s so damn good!!
Just kidding, the diving was spectacular Bette, Tina poor, was without action. Very HOT.
The tension in amazing!
OK, so just what exactly is the problem here?
Now that was hot and as mich as I Love My Tina, she was wrong to leave Bette in the bed by herself and then to say it was a mistake, oh well Bette changed her mind in a hurry. That was so so good.
HOT !PPS
Just excellent thank you.
That old sexual tension…whoa!!! Excellent post, the one I’d hoped was coming. Loved Tina being the first aggressor in Bette’s room. Hope the more we see them play, the more they realize the common ground that could bring them together as a team. Dialogues, description and banter all spot on! Loved that Tina took a turn as aggressor. Hope you will be able to keep it going! Thanks so much for writing!
Damn thats hot!