Certain she was going to come from the single act of the brunette’s lips on her throat, Tina pushed off of the wall, determined to make it to the bedroom.  She temporarily forgot her uncertainty as her only thought was how good it felt to have Bette’s body pressed against hers.

It wasn’t until they entered her bedroom that Bette hesitated momentarily.  She needed to slow things down; she wanted Tina’s first time to be perfect but having the blonde so close, hearing her moans of pleasure was causing the brunette’s resolve to crumble.  Bette broke the kiss first, realizing she was losing control of her desire and fast.  “I’m sorry,” she rasped.

“Wha…why?” asked Tina breathlessly.

“I don’t want to rush this…you.  I…”  Bette was cut off by Tina’s lips once again pressing against her own.  Tina slanted her mouth, sliding her tongue inside and emitting a moan from the brunette.  She unbuttoned the brunette’s pants and pushed them down, desperate for more contact.  As Bette stepped out of her pants, she reached for Tina’s zipper and slid down the blonde’s skirt in her lustful haze before finding her focus again.

She broke the kiss again, running her fingers over the bra clad breasts that had been a frequent part of her dreams lately.  She swallowed hard, wanting nothing more than to bury herself in between the blonde’s legs but knowing she had to reign in her craving if she had any hopes of showing the blonde she was more than just a fuck buddy.

Bette wanted to seduce Tina, not ravage her.  She wanted to take her time to worship her body, not just take her quickly.  She wanted to make love to her, not fuck her.

Tina was busy fighting her own thoughts.  The image of Bette in only her bra and panties weakened the blonde’s knees.  She sat on the bed, the brunette standing in front of her in between her legs.  She wanted Bette to take her; she didn’t want to tease the gorgeous woman any longer, but she wasn’t 100% positive she was ready tonight.

Tina leaned down and took off her boots, the smell of Bette’s arousal permeating her senses.  She groaned audibly certain that she wanted to taste the beautiful woman before her.  She put her arms around the brunette’s waist, pressing her face against the toned stomach.  She couldn’t get close enough, and yet, she couldn’t seem to get her mind where her body was.  She had never felt more turned on but she was also more nervous than she had ever been.