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The Professor (13)
“Ow,” Tina gasped, stilling Bette’s hand when she tried to pull it away. “No … no, that’s better. Don’t stop …”
Seeing that Tina wasn’t fragile was important, but it surprised Bette to hear her beg for more. She had been so scared of physically hurting her. And how about emotionally? How did Tina feel? Bette started to wonder, whispering for Tina to open her eyes so she could really look at her. “You want me to keep going?”
Tina straddled Bette instead, moving so that Bette’s fingers could sink into her again, and she moaned when they did. “Yes …” She was completely naked, and she’d pulled Bette’s shirt off for some symmetry, now ogling her cleavage.
“Then look at me.”
Tina immediately did, enjoying the stare just as much. She leaned down on top of Bette, suddenly chilled with the very real expression of concern on the brunette’s face. Tina didn’t know what to say. “Bette …”
Slowly, they started up another rhythm – no part of them moving but their hips. They moved together, breathing onto their lips and cheeks, already exhausted. “My bra … take it off …”
“Really? …”
Bette moved with her fingers still moving inside Tina, lifting her upper body by the sheer strength of her abdominal muscles. She ran her teeth over Tina’s breasts while her bra snapped open, and Tina gently pulled it off.
The look in Tina’s eyes had Bette shaking for lack of a better reaction. She’d never seen anyone look at her that way before.
There were no words that Tina knew to describe the feeling she had at seeing Bette partially nude. It meant Bette was starting to trust her, and that didn’t come easily. As expert fingers slowly massaged into her clit, she saw that Bette was smiling up at her, but her gaze quickly dropped to the breasts in full view. Perfectly rounded breasts as Bette laid on her back, with larger nipples than her own. She tilted her head back as Bette curled her fingers from inside her, rubbing against her g-spot. It was just the right amount of pleasure to keep her lingering in desire.
Tina braced herself forward with one hand on the bed, her other hand slowly tracing down Bette’s neck. “Tell me I can touch you … please?”
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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