It was an intimate meal, Bette moving her chair closer as Tina dabbed her eyes and checked her makeup in a small hand mirror. They talked quietly, Tina holding her hand under her fork for Bette to try her meal and Bette feeding Tina a bite of salmon, wiping a spot of herbed butter from the corner of her mouth with a lingering swipe of her thumb then putting her thumb in her mouth. So sexy Tina couldn’t look away. This was a restaurant to marinate in, the food coming out slowly, the wine bottle replaced with another.

“We will take two Chocolate Sin Cakes to go, please…” Tina said, finding it impossible to continue sitting there when Bette was looking at her the way she was.

At the hotel, Tina opened the door to their Valentine’s Day Suite with a flourish, giggling when Bette preferred kissing her in the hallway to entering the room, her back pressed against the wall.

“Your neck, Tee… tastes like heaven…”

“Babe, let’s get in the room at least…”

The suite was huge, with a nice sitting area and king-sized bed, giant tub and floor to ceiling windows overlooking the city. It was fantastic. They noticed none of it, Bette holding Tina close to her, kissing her slowly, her hands pressing on her back, Tina moaning softly.

“What to do first… champagne… bath… a dance…?” Bette whispered, her mouth moving over Tina’s cheek to her ear, finding the earlobe, pulling it into her mouth. Hot, wet, sensual.

Like there was any choice, Tina’s arms snaking up around Bette’s neck, her hips already moving, and her hushed reply telling Bette, “dance, Baby. We dance…” She rested her forehead on Bette’s and the back of her hand trailed along the mocha cheek, moving some hair out of the way to trail down along Bette’s arm. It wasn’t long before the heat of Tina’s body, the sexiness of her dress and the flashes of cleavage decided the next step for Bette and she reached for the zipper at the base of Tina’s neck, pulling slowly, her eyes locked on Tina’s.

The blue dress slid the floor and Bette held Tina’s hand while she stepped out of it then twirled under Tina’s hand so the blonde could undo the clasp at the back of her dress, the zipper coming down easier after that.