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    The Professor (20)

    The feeling served to drive Tina’s desire as well as her strength. “Bette … I’ve been fantasizing about this for a long time …”

    “Anything in particular?” Bette whispered, feeling the truth in that statement. Bette arched a little and then settled again. “I don’t need you to touch me first … I’m wet.”

    “Are you wet from doing this to me?” Tina grinned, knowing the answer already, and still she turned her hips and gathered another gasp from the brunette. The toy was brushing between Bette’s legs – tempting them both with its inaction. “From teasing me?”

    “I gave you everything you wanted.”

    “Do you think I’ll do the same?”

    Bette chuckled, “No, never.”

    “And why would I make you work for it?” Tina asked, slowly bringing her hips back to guide the toy right up to Bette, looking her in the eyes. It was happening so slowly that they each had time to savour the moment. “It’s not like I enjoy that look on your face when you give in to me …”

    “Ughh …” Bette moaned loudly, spreading her legs just as Tina started to push the toy inside of her. It was sudden, but it was slow at the same time. Cautious.

    Yeah, that’s the face, Tina smiled to herself, shifting closer to begin. Bette was always putty in her hands, showing her love with such physical weakness. And just as Tina had started to thrust into Bette and take her time really making love to her, Bette flipped them both so that she was straddling Tina – looking down into those mischievous hazel eyes.

    “I want it like this.”

    Tina never tired of Bette’s bold confessions, and especially when they were of the bedroom variety. She smirked and held Bette’s thighs close to her, relaxing onto her back. “I thought you were tired.”

    “I was.”

    The early stages of companionship bonded them both, trusting and loving one another enough to really let loose. Bette allowed Tina to guide her hips, to touch her as she wanted, and even to let herself cry when Tina had her on her back again.

    “Did I hurt you?” Tina was quick to ask, stilling her hips to move her hair aside and tilt Bette’s face up to lock eyes with her.

    Comments

    1. 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

    2. 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!

    3. 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.

    4. 😃 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 😘

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