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“What is this we have here?”
Tina blushed at Bette’s smile, having confessed to the hiding spot the moment Bette touched her and promised to satisfy. Now Tina just felt shy, watching Bette dangle the straps of the harness over a slender finger.
“Well … if I didn’t know any better … I’d say you wanna see this on me,” Bette teased gently, walking over to Tina to make sure that she was alright. It was a big step for them, and especially after her relationship with Helena, she knew how important it was not to rush anything. “Is this what you want, baby?”
Bette’s soft voice comforted Tina, and she finally looked up into the knowing brown eyes. And just when Tina thought herself fearless in that department, she realized that Bette could see she was uneasy, and that made her smile. “Yeah. I do.”
“Do you know I’ll be gentle with you?”
Tina chuckled and bowed her head, laughing into her hand. “This isn’t how it’s supposed to happen, Bette. You’re supposed to push me down and just … I don’t know. It’s supposed to be … wild and passionate.”
“Supposed to?” Bette smirked with her lop-sided grin, looking around the room. Without knowing it, the look on her face was a constant reminder to Tina that they set their own pace – just like Tina had reassured her countless times. “Is anyone keeping track?”
“Very funny.”
“Do you … wanna put it on me? Or should I put it on myself?”
“How are you so good with this?” Tina asked quietly, figuring that there had been no trauma associated with toys. She was glad for that.
“Let me ask the questions,” Bette smiled, backing Tina slowly over to the bed. “Here, sit.”
“And now you’re telling me what to do?” Tina asked, sitting and then looking up at Bette. She could feel her excitement rise as Bette stepped out of her pants and started to fit the toy over her hips. “Bette …” It was quite a sight. Bette looked so capable doing it all herself – so strong. Tina couldn’t help but think how different she was from when they first met. All she could do was swallow hard and lick her lips.
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yay im glad Bette is letting Tina in..and im so excited to see the Helena and bette show down I hope Bette really lets her have it for being such a bitch!! thanks Grind more please
This chapter was A M A Z I N G! Thank you! =]
Helena needs to set Bette free!
That was just wonderful. thank you.
WOW this story has become so powerful,with lots of meaning that is beautiful to read,very pleased as Bette has become this person who is now thanks to Tina.Sometimes people tend to be something they are not when they are with the wrong person pd: GR thank you for this beautiful story,i always read your stories,sorry for not always comment but English is not my native language,so sometimes it is difficult to express myself as i would like.pd:please never stop writing and post more often!
Awesome as always am sad the next chapter will be the last.
This fantastic as usual GR I love it and it’s been a pleasure reading ur work
Im thrilled to see the end, but also very sad. Its a wonderful story. And hope in the end, Bette can really have her closure with Helena. Would us see more extended story of this after? I hope so very much. And this Tina in your story, omg she is brilliant and marvelous that Im almost jealous of Bette! haha~ thank you always bring us beautiful and fun story, especially we all know real life can be such a bitch sometimes.
That was awesome and beautiful, love it.
This story is pure gold to me! Can’t wait for the next chapter! Im sad its finishing. You always out did yourself with every coming chapter WELLDONE!
😃 You do it every time onion girl. I don’t think onion is enough. Basket weaver, because that’s how you tell your stories. I just don’t know what else to say but thank you 😘
10 stars!
Amazing as always.Thank you.