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Bette reached for Tina’s tank, smoothly pulling it off to kiss her chest and up her throat, her lips warm and her tongue painted a trail.
“I already know I can’t live without you. I just want you to let it be truly equal. Let me help with Ellie’s expenses…”
“Oh, it will be equal. I believe in complete equality. Equal orgasms…” she unbuttoned Bette’s expensive shirt slowly as she talked, watching as the darker skin appeared next to the gray of Bette’s dress shirt. Bette was wearing a white bra that highlighted the mocha color of her skin and Tina could stare at it all day. Bette was simply breathtaking.
Tina ran her hand down Bette’s throat to the upper swells of her breasts then met her girlfriend’s eyes. She leaned in, kissing Bette on her soft, full lips every few words. “Equal fucking…. Equal licking… Equal sucking…”
They both sank into the kiss, Bette moaning as her tongue mixed with Tina’s and the heat in the apartment rose, the outside world forgotten. They kissed for a long while, their hands busy exploring and the minutes ticked away as the afternoon slid quietly by.
Bette pulled away slightly to talk into Tina’s mouth, not wanting to leave the heat.
“That’s not really equal. I do way more licking than you do. You are more of a tongue circler” Bette teased, her mouth moving along Tina’s jawline to find her earlobe, which she licked with a wide tongue to prove her point.
Tina chuckled, the tiny hairs on the back of her neck standing up as Bette’s tongue flicked her earlobe. She fought to remain focused. “What if I put together a spreadsheet? All the expenses in color coded categories?”
“Be still my nerdy heart….” Bette unhooked Tina’s bra and let it fall to the floor as she filled her hands with the warmth and softness in front of her. “Look at these beauties…” Bette murmured, distracted by what her hands were doing.
The speed at which Bette always managed to undress her forever made Tina’s stomach flutter. It was like Bette couldn’t get to her fast enough, that she was desperate to see or touch or feel. Every and any opportunity to get Tina naked Bette tried, with swift results most of the time. And the way she looked at her… well… it made Tina feel so desired, wanted.