Bette crinkled her nose.

“Are you going to wake me up like that every morning?”

“If you’d like me to, I will.”

“Oh, I definitely would like.”

They both laughed.

***

Bette blushed in the middle of the lobby remembering how Tina looked when she said ‘I want you to let me fuck you.’ Bette loved it when the blonde dominated her and took control. Tina knew exactly what she wanted and she didn’t mince words. Bette almost came replaying the events of last night. She was immediately turned…well, more turned on, when she opened the door to find the love of her life staring back at her with her beautiful face and pleading eyes. Like Tina, Bette hadn’t recovered from the night she stormed out of Tina’s apartment.

At the beginning of their sexual relationship, Bette was the teacher until Tina found her confidence. Once she did, Bette was content in being a pillow princess as Tina masterfully topped her. Bette had never allowed anyone to top her before to take her like Tina took her. She had to be the one always in control. It was different with Tina. Their connection, their chemistry was off the charts since the very beginning. It was as if they couldn’t get enough of each other. They were twin flames that were lucky enough to find each other sooner rather than later. However, flames could be dangerous if not watched over or handled with care.

It was still early. Bette wasn’t much of a runner but decided to get a few miles in before meeting up with James at KiKi’s studio. She needed to do something to release her pent-up energy. Although, last night was amazing, Bette desired more. So much more. She wanted to be between Tina’s legs at this very moment. She wanted to hear Tina moan and make unknown noises like the way she screamed last night. She wanted to be jockeyed by Tina’s dripping pussy until they both came harder than ever before and collapsed into each other. And then she wanted to do it again and again for hours like they used to do almost every single weekend. Tears started streaming down Bette’s face.

Tina and Bette could never get enough of each other. Both of their appetites were insatiable. They had loved each other beyond measure. It was sickening to those around them, but sickening in a good, gushy way. Sickening in a they were so cute together way. Sickening in a if they disappeared, they were probably getting a quickie in the bathroom way. Sickening in a they couldn’t keep their hands off of each other way…always touching, holding hands, kissing foreheads, combing their fingers through each other’s hair. It was almost like they’d always been in love with each other even before they met. They were just waiting for their souls to collide.