Tina grabbed Bette’s hand and placed it between her own legs. Bette turned back to her; her eyes opened. “You’re so wet, Tina.”

“It’s you. You did this,” Tina answered.

Bette closed her eyes. She slid into Tina’s core. First one finger, then another. Tina was on top, setting the pace, moving at her own speed. Her breasts moved against Bette’s face, her nipples just grazing the skin.

Bette held Tina around the waist with one hand, while the other focused on delivering her lover pleasure. “I want to taste you, Tina,” she said aloud.

Tina was so aroused; it didn’t take much. The feel of Bette moving inside her was like magic. It was what she’d longed for. Tina bit down on her lip, “Ahhhhhhhhh, Bette!”

“Tina.”

“Ahhhhhhhhhhh, Bette!”

“You feel so good, T. Oh my God. Baby, Let go.”

With her back arched and eyes closed tightly, Tina’s hips met Bette in a final thrust. It made her toes curl and her pelvis spasm. Wonderful waves of pleasure began to crash over her, and she wanted to savor it. Savor the moment that her body became renewed and reborn under the touch of this beautiful incarnation of a dream.

Her lungs were tight as she held her breath, every part of her at once contracting.

“Bette!” she yelled.

And then all at once every part of her was relaxing.

She was spent, her blonde hair plastered to her forehead, her eyes still closed. The feel of Bette’s naked body beneath her was satiating. Her head lay on Bette’s chest, her chest heaving.

“I love how your body feels on top of me,” Bette whispered. She held Tina closely, kissing any part of her she could.

Bette moved them beneath the covers. She lay on her back with Tina draped across her body. “Are you okay?” she asked.

The blonde nodded but otherwise, she didn’t move. Every muscle was flaccid, even her mind seemed to hover between awareness and stupor.

Bette just held her, absorbing the woman in her arms.

Bette stared up at the ceiling, her eyes swimming with tears of release. This world wasn’t her world. Everything she had known had been taken from her and upended. But the one thing in the universe that could settle her spirit was now lying naked in her arms. A week ago, she hadn’t thought it possible. She’d been mired in a misery that she hadn’t foreseen lifting. Her mission had been to find Tina. The Tina of this world. And now, here she was. This beautiful woman was clinging tightly to her, even as sleep threatened to claim her.

“I missed you so much”, she whispered.

And for the first moment since her reality had been torn away from her, Bette Porter felt safe and at ease. When her eyes closed, a tear slipped from each eye, sliding down the sides of her face. The sound of Tina’s even breathing was her metronome, a sexy lullaby. And with a small smile on her lips, she slipped soundly into a dreamless sleep, snuggling Tina tightly in her arms.