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The Professor (13)
Bette was fascinated with her desperation, wanting nothing more than to taste Tina again. She could feast on her all night. “Tell me everything you want … I wanna learn your body … I wanna know everything you like.”
“Not everything,” Tina giggled nervously, gasping when Bette had slipped inside of her. All of her power was drained so instantly that she laid on her back, willing and ready to give all of herself over. Bette could have her.
“Everything.”
And while Bette knew that Shane would be less than approving of her bodily shyness and other sexual insecurities around Tina, she didn’t care. Tina understood, and that was all that mattered to her. While she made love to Tina, and took her time with each move and each kiss, she found out more about the girl. And more about herself, too. She was capable – Bette Porter was truly capable – of love. It was a real and passionate love between her and Tina, and she wondered if she was being foolish by holding back, and that sharing herself with Tina would be just as simple as the girl had implied.
However, when she travelled down Tina’s body to settle between her legs again, all of her thoughts were lost. Whenever she tasted Tina and pleased her in the way that she had always felt was most intimate of everything, she lost herself. It was a blissful, peaceful, satisfying place. Bette even found herself moaning into the task, squirming and tensing with Tina’s approaching climax.
Often she would wonder what it might feel like for Tina to go down on her. She was scared, but when she was alone and aroused, that was the thought that tended to push her over the edge. She imagined Tina’s face between her legs, touching her softly, licking her slowly. The image never failed her. And even there, between Tina’s legs, she felt her own arousal slowly climb. She imagined what it might be like. She closed her eyes, bringing Tina up into her arms with the emotion coursing through her. She felt the strength heat and cool her muscles accordingly, as if willing her to continue. It was as if touching Tina was the only thing she was ever meant to do. Nothing felt as right.
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(34 votes, average: 4.38 out of 5)
WOW! You are a brilliant writer and I can never get enough of your stories. PPS.
Just perfect! More please!
That was amazing and sweet, love it. Please post more, thanks!
Wonderful updates. Just read both your updates. love how this story is slowing unfolding. thank you again.
Just amazing and truly beautiful. I love the intimacy of their interactions.
Wow this chapter was amazing ! I love the trust and open-ness between these two. And lmao I agree with talaula – with an alarm like that definitely sets the morning mood LOL
I logged in here just to write this single comment. I am truly amazed by your work, GrindRight. These stories are so entertaining. Your writing is literaly delicious! I can’t stop being amused by how some people like you still do write these small stories. Thank you for your work and keep going, GrindRight. :)
Nothing says “good morning sexy” like a house alarm LOL that was awesome GR. OG 4 life LOL. I loved that Bette opened up more in this chapter and especially Tina’s patience. Thank you ; )
That was incredibly sweet. I love Bette’s ability to be vulnerable with Tina, and Tina’s ability to give Bette exactly what she needs. Great job!
Sooo good.Thank you.
Grrrreat! I’m do proud of them both. Such growth in physical intimacy in this chapter. Also, can we please get some more dirty talk from Tina. She’s a little minx.
Wonderful story and chapter I love your Bette and Tina