Tina moaned again at the passionate kiss, her insides melting.  Bette was practically making love to her mouth.  Bette pushed Tina’s shoulder back against the couch, lowering her gently onto it before climbing on top of her.  Tina felt her body ignite as if on fire. 

Bette could feel her control slowly slipping away as she continued to ravage the blonde’s mouth.  Her own arousal was intense, almost too intense to bear.  She broke the kiss, resting her forehead against Tina’s, trying to catch her breath as she looked down at the beauty.  Tina’s breathing was labored, her heartbeat erratic, and her lips slightly swollen. 

Tina pulled her eyes open to look up at the brunette, confusion registering on her face as to why the brunette had stopped.  She could see the question in Bette’s eyes and without a word, Tina placed her hands around the slender neck and pulled her down, joining their lips again. 

Bette’s hesitation was through; she hungrily kissed the blonde with all the pent up passion she had been feeling since the moment she laid eyes on Tina Kennard.  Her hands began roaming up and down the blonde’s sides, making firm contact with the sides of her breasts, smirking inwardly as she heard the blonde gasp. 

Bette placed her thigh in between the younger woman’s legs, beginning a slow grind as she made contact with her center, her tongue once again plunging deep into her mouth.  Tina felt the ache building between her legs, an ache more intense than she had ever experienced, and she couldn’t help but wonder what it would feel like to have Bette’s tongue elsewhere on her body.  The thought alone caused her arousal to increase; she could feel it emanating from her pores. 

Bette had never felt more turned on from a kiss before.  The feel of Tina’s lips against hers was intoxicating her senses.  She could smell the faint traces of the blonde’s perfume mixing with the scent of her shampoo.  The combination was simple tantalizing. 

Bette had to have more.  She groaned into the blonde’s mouth, further fueling her desire.  Breaking the kiss, she traced the blonde’s lips once more with her tongue before kissing a trail down her jaw and onto her neck where she continued to plant open-mouthed kisses onto the creamy skin.  Sucking the soft flesh into her mouth, Bette groaned at the taste.  Her tongue caressed where she had sucked too hard, easing the sting.  She could see the blonde’s neck pulsing rapidly, and she pressed her mouth to it, emitting a moan of pleasure from above.