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    The Professor (13)

    “This … might sound strange …”

    “It won’t,” Tina teased, kissing Bette and then drawing back to slowly admire Bette in the light that cascaded over them.

    “I … need you. I think I need your fingers.” She was being serious, and she’d never felt so strongly that way before. Bette felt that if Tina wouldn’t touch her, she wouldn’t know what to do with herself. She depended on Tina.

    Instead of jumping up with excitement, Tina managed to keep calm and present in the moment with Bette. She nodded and suddenly drew her own fingers up to her mouth, licking them.

    “R-right now?” Bette whispered, more thrilled than worried, but she couldn’t help her reactions. When Tina took her, it would be nothing like Helena. She couldn’t be cold and distant even if she tried – not that she wanted to. Tina made her feel. She always did. “You’re gonna touch me right now?”

    “Only if you want it,” Tina forced herself to answer, so high off of her own desperation that the words were difficult to say.

    “Do you want to?”

    “Oh god,” Tina groaned hungrily, lowering her lips to kiss over Bette’s stomach before her fingers easily slipped the pants open. “I want to touch you so badly … I can just imagine how you feel … how I’ve dreamed about you … I want you … oh god, do you want me to …? Please …”

    “Yes …” Bette finally whispered, gazing at the patient hand slowly slipping inside her pants – it was so close that all she could do was wait, and the waiting was torture. Tina’s fingers tickled her sensitive skin before they sank a little further down, and she suddenly realized how wet she had been. It made her gasp. “Tina! …”

    “Ughh …” Tina moaned, laying on her side so she could move her hand properly. She wanted to give Bette all the pleasure she deserved – and more, so she rubbed over the swollen clit. “You’re so … wet …”

    The moment was so beautiful and perfect that all Bette could do was hold her breath in confusion and awe. She was truly surprised at the way Tina made her feel, and how intensely she felt what she did. Those weren’t just fingers touching her – they belonged to Tina. Tina was touching her, and it felt right.

    Comments

    1. 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

    2. 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. :)

    3. 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 ; )

    4. 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.

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