They stared into each other’s souls.

One heartbeat.

Two heartbeats.

Three heartbeats.

Four heartbeats.

Five heartbeats.

Bette squeezed Tina’s ass as she pushed Tina into her core.

Fuck me. Please, Bette’s soul pleaded. 

Tina smoothed Bette’s hair back to get a better look at her face as she began rocking her hips. Bette threw her head back and exposed the vein in her neck. Tina smiled. She licked Bette’s protruding vein as she had done countless times before. Bette whimpered. She licked her lips and focused on Tina’s face. Tina looked into Bette’s eyes. There was so much desire. It had been a very long time since Bette had looked at her with such wanton passion. Tina leaned down to kiss the woman underneath her but before Tina knew what was happening, Bette had slid down and pushed Tina up at the same time. She pushed Tina’s shorts to the side and latched on to Tina’s clit.

“Ah. Fuck. Mmmm. Ohhhhhhhhhhh.”

Bette was starving and she feasted on Tina’s delicate pussy. Tina couldn’t believe this was finally happening. She had wanted this for so long…for Bette to touch her and taste her and fuck her…for Bette to let her back into her heart. 

“Mmmmmmm.” 

Tina felt herself about to tip over the edge. She wasn’t ready to cum. She wasn’t ready for this to be over. She needed Bette’s tongue to keep dancing inside of her. She needed more. Tina reached back for Bette’s mound. The brunette grabbed her wrist before Tina was able to plunge into her shorts.  

Tina looked back down at Bette. Bette wrapped her arm around Tina’s waist and pushed her shorts aside some more. She repositioned her mouth on Tina’s clit and sucked…harder.

“Oh FUCK! Arrrrrrgh,” Tina growled. 

Bette’s tongue was relentless. Tina couldn’t take it any longer. Her body tensed. She looked into Bette’s eyes.

“I’m cummmmming.”

Bette’s face changed into Candace’s face as the orgasm ripped through her body.

“Candace…” Tina said in disbelief.

Tina jerked awake to find Bette staring at her with an odd expression. Tina was sweating and breathing hard. She looked down. They were still wrapped around each other. Her shorts had not been moved. She was not on top of Bette. Bette’s mouth was not on her clit. And most importantly, Candace was not there.