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As if held by the same string, Tina’s head lifted as Bette’s lowered to meet her, the kiss that followed like inhaling a deep breath after a long stressful day, and Tina could taste herself on Bette’s lips and tongue, mixing now with her tears. After a long time, kisses became KISSES, lips sucked and tongues licked, both up on their knees now, Tina’s fingers exploring between wet folds, circling Bette’s clit knowingly before entering her easily, sliding into wet heat with a groan.
Nose to nose, their eyes locked on each other, Tina’s eyes watery and raw as she watched Bette allow herself to be claimed, again. And her heart almost choked her with the speed of its beating.
It was over quickly, raw emotions coupled by the fact that Tina knew this body were no match for Bette who came suddenly, a long orgasm that left her dazed and limp, cradled in Tina’s arms.
With her fingers still inside her lover, now moving slowly, Tina’s mouth found Bette’s for one of the most emotional kisses they had shared in a long time. Gentle to the point of unrelenting tenderness, a reunion of hearts as well as bodies.
After a while, Bette broke away, “come here, Tee. Come here, Baby…”
Rising, she took Tina’s hand and led her to the bedroom where she lit candles as Tina pulled back the covers and sheets. The last candle was being lit when Tina hugged Bette from behind, her cheek resting on the strong back. Neither moved, Tina’s lips slowly moving up and down the indentation of Bette’s spine, kisses becoming open mouthed, a long lick before Bette turned. Using both hands to clear Tina’s face of her hair, Bette smiled softly.
“I love you, Tee. This is the beginning of a new us, a different us. And I am so ready to get started.”
“I love you too, so much. Thank you for trusting me again, for…”
“No, Tee. We both had to earn this trust. Kiss me, use your tongue… oh Jesus, I forgot how easily you can make me unravel.”
They made their way to the bed, Tina leaning over Bette as they slowly kissed, her hand making slow circles on the warm belly, then coming up to cup a full breast. One leg moved up over Bette’s thigh and Bette reached with one hand to hold it there, both marinating in the feeling of being naked in bed together again. Of course they had done this many times before but this was so unbelievably sweet, so special. There was so much time to make up for, this time their connection strengthened by their year of therapy and soul searching.
Their lovemaking lasted long into the night, and sleep came for them eventually, regrettably, their bodies cuddled up close, their heads on the same pillow. There was more unpacking to be done, more healing needed but there was no question that they were back. For good this time.