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    The Date Ch.4


    Previously…


    Bette slipped her fingers down and deftly unfastened the first button.

    She dipped her head in to lick the sensitive spot just below Tina‘s ear.

    “Baby? Can I go on?” Bette whispered, her breath causing Tina to shiver at the cool sensation as it rushed over the wet patch Bette had just left on her neck.

    “Please.“ sighed Tina.

    “Just…please.”

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    Bette’s fingers steadily made their way down Tina‘s shirt, leaving a trail of unfastened buttons in their wake. Finally, with the shirt opened, a little tug here and there was all it took for it to be pulled free from the waistband of Tina’s pants. Tina lifted up a little to shrug off the unwanted garment and Bette took hold of it and let it drop to the floor. Bette leaned over her again, her hand resting flat on Tina’s stomach. She desperately needed to kiss her again, feeling bereft after even a moment’s broken contact. With their mouths locked together, their heads gently rolling and swaying with the sensuousness of their kiss, Bette moved her hand up to fondle Tina’s bra-encased breasts…slowly…so…slowly, first one then the other.

    Glorious.

    “Oh yes, Bette, yes.”

    Tina hadn’t even thought to say those words, they just came out, given a life of their own through the magic of Bette’s touch. Likewise, Tina’s hands found themselves working on automatic pilot, reaching up, without a conscious thought from their owner, to open Bette’s shirt. In no time, Bette was reduced to a similar state of undress to that of her bedmate. Two shirts lay on the floor.

    While their hands took a brief hiatus from their labours of love, their look betrayed the absolute and total need these two women felt for each other. Their mouths found each other once again as fingers and thumbs sprang back into action.

    Tina’s hands slipped down to work on Bette’s pants, popping the button and drawing down the zipper. Bette’s hands were busy too, and before long, thanks to their combined efforts, only their lingerie prevented their eyes from feasting on what they really wanted to see. For the moment.

    Tina arched her back slightly to allow Bette access to the hook of her bra, “Please, Bette, take this off.”

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    Comments

    1. I have read the first four chapters of this story without comments, and by the way I have loved every single word and chapter, and it seems that Tina and Bette are being very bad girls, but as a reader of this site for over two years now and seeing this is your first story I have seen and read, and I am guessing you were a reader as well, so I am going to take a guess before reading the last chapter and say that this is a little game that Tina and Bette are playing out with a little fantasy in the mix. Going to read the last chapter.

    2. Fantastic chapter. Bette finally gets the nerve to say what she wants and Tina appears to be asleep but, I think she heard Bette’s profession of love. We shall see. Thanks for posting.

    3. Just got caught up on this story. I agree with Favcouple…it is beautifully written. There connection is bittersweet. They are so deeply in love but Tina isn’t available for a real relationship. I hope she is open to changing that. Life is too short and their connection is too special to let go.

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