Tina was instantly wet and threw her head back to catch a much needed breath, and the brunette immediately began feasting on her neck.  She used her tongue to trace invisible shapes and then sucked the tender flesh into her mouth.  Bette’s fingers slowly trailed down the blonde’s supple body until she reached the hem of her skirt.  She claimed Tina’s mouth again, swallowing her moans as her right hand slipped between her lover’s legs, stroking the inside of her thigh before brushing over her center. 

“You’re so fucking beautiful,” Bette whispered against Tina’s ear, flicking her tongue out.           

“Touch me,” Tina whimpered as her fingers tightened in the brunette’s curls.  The command was fervent, desperate.  Bette’s touch caused the blonde to completely forget everything else, including the fact that she was at work.  All she could focus on was those long fingers stroking her thighs, those perfect lips against her skin, and the intoxicating scent that was Bette Porter.

The brunette smirked as she pushed aside Tina’s thong and stroked over her opening.  She had meant to come and only tease the blonde, but the feel of her, the scent of her, the frantic demand caused Bette’s need to take on a mind of its own. 

The brunette groaned at how wet Tina was, relishing at how aroused she could make her.  She circled her opening but just then the blonde’s radio went off, causing both women to freeze.  Bette immediately took her hand away, much to Tina’s relief and displeasure.

“Tina, I’ve got a customer coming back to be fitted.  Are you available?”

Tina grappled for her microphone, clearing her throat as she stammered out a reply.  “I…I’m in with a client right now…I’ll…can someone get her started…I’m coming…I mean I’ll be right out.”

Tina covered Bette’s mouth with her hand to stifle the brunette’s laughter.  Bette responded with an open mouthed kiss on the blonde’s palm, the tip of her tongue darting out.  Tina nearly moaned out loud at the contact, giving Bette a warning glare. 

“Okay no problem,” came the voice over the radio.

Tina sighed in relief and released Bette’s neck, which she didn’t realize she had been gripping.  She untangled her leg, allowing it to fall to the floor and straightened her skirt.  Bette’s hands lingered on Tina’s hips, playing with the bottom of her shirt.

“I…I have to go,” Tina whispered as she leaned in toward Bette’s tantalizing lips.  She flicked her tongue out, unable to resist the tease, tracing lightly over the bruised lips.  Bette groaned quietly, her hands squeezing Tina’s hips in response.

“Can I see you later?”  Even though she said it as a question, Bette knew she wouldn’t be able to take no for an answer. 

“Yes,” Tina replied breathlessly.  She reached up and tucked a strand of hair behind Bette’s ear, earning a smile from the dark haired beauty.

“Come over when you’re off?”  Bette whispered and leaned down, planting a soft kiss on Tina’s neck. 

“Yes.”

“Have dinner at my place?” Her tongue grazed the blonde’s neck.

“Yes.”

“Stay the night?”  She sucked lightly on the soft flesh.

“Yes.”

Bette chuckled, “My, my you’re easy.”

“Yes…I mean…wait, just…shut up and do that thing to my neck again.”

Bette smirked and hovered her lips over the blonde’s neck.  She placed a chaste kiss against her pulse point before pulling away.  “I’ll let you get back to work.”

Tina’s eyes were still closed, and she fell forward slightly as she felt the loss of Bette’s body against hers.  Her eyes fluttered open in disbelief as she watched Bette open the door to leave.

“You…are in…so much trouble…when I…get you alone.” 

Bette laughed softly, her smile taking over her face as she arched a perfect eyebrow.  “Looking forward to it.”  With that, the gorgeous brunette walked away, leaving a hot and bothered blonde behind.