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    Walking After You ch. 12

    "I can’t think." Tina muttered.

    Bette laughed and put a warm palm flat on Tina’s chest, right on top of her heart. Tina finally forced her eyes off Bette’s body and onto her face. The sight made her want to cry and crawl out of her skin at the same time. Bette was looking at her with such an open and loving expression on her face. Tina’s knees nearly buckled. She grasped Bette’s waist to steady herself.

    "You naughty girl. Playing hooky?" Tina smiled a watery smile.

    Bette moved slightly forward. Both of them moaned at the contact. "Stop talking. Take off your panties, now." Bette groaned right before latching onto Tina’s open mouth like a starving person. In a sense, she had been. Bette’s analytical mind started its usual running commentary.

    "Wait," Tina tried to kiss Bette and take off her underwear at the same time. Idiot, you should have told her to take off her panties first, before you started devouring her mouth, the analytical mind chortled.

    "Shut up. No not you Tina. Talk. Tell me what you want." Bette panted into Tina’s mouth desperately.

    "You. God I want you. Always. Now. Get on the bed. No, let me. Wait, don’t. Stay here. Kiss me."

    Bette did. She pulled Tina as close as she could, feeling that it could never be close enough. She tumbled backwards into the bed and Tina landed on top of her. She welcomed the weight. She welcomed the heat. Her whole body arched in welcome. Tina writhed on top of her, trying to get her legs in position between Bette’s. Finally, desperately, Tina grabbed Bette’s hand that was wandering along her ass and tugged it in between their bodies. She guided Bette’s hand into the wet slippery heat that had been yearning, weeping and despairing to be assuaged.

    Bette’s mind, all parts of it, stuttered silent. Tina spoke for all of them. "Oh Bette. Oh baby. Put it in. Now. Oh god! Now! Oh God! Bette! Fuck. Oh fuck!" Tina whimpered and cried against Bette’s neck. Feeling a need for better leverage, Bette pushed off with one foot and turned them around. Tina rolled onto her back with a loud groan.

    "Oh shit…" The muscles in Tina’s neck stood out in relief. Bette kissed them adoringly as she picked up the pace. "Bette!! Oh fuck! Bette!"

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    Comments

    1. Wow….that was hot. What a switch having Bette and Tina feel comfortable with Tina being in control. Maybe if Tina lets Bette take control like this more often it will build her self esteem.

    2. Well. That was one hell of a reconnection! I hope they continue the very good work they’ve started. You too, 7. ;) Seriously, great chapter. I loved Tina’s thoughts as she was on her jog… and I liked the reversal of control. Thanks, 7, and more soon please. :)

    3. Wow! I’m all caught up and loving this! I hope this thud-worthy session is the beginning of an open, loving part of their relationship and not a momentary whim of Bette’s. But wow!

    4. Fantastic. Bette taking control and admitting that she doesn’t like being in control. I love that realized that it’s Tina that she loves. B&T, and no Candace. PPS.

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