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    Wanna Date? Chapter 11

     

    Bette reached up to pull Tinas mouth back to hers, as Tina took pity on her, and slid her fingers downwards, entering her lovers body, causing Bettes moaning to increase in volume.

     

    Oh yes baby, right there, she groaned. God, dont stop.

     

    Tina had no intention of stopping. She felt Bettes hand slide between her legs, seeking to give her pleasure too, and she sighed happily as Bettes fingers moved within her, stroking and caressing.

     

    Maybe it was the tension of earlier in the evening, or her relief at not ***** up another date, but Bette felt her body almost ready to climax within seconds. It never usually happened this fast, but Tinas stroking fingers had her ready to come any moment now.

    ***** Tina, Im gonna..

     

    Tina recognized the signs too, and slid deeper with her fingers, using her thumb to rub Bettes ***** simultaneously as she drew the quick but intense ***** from her love.

     

    She could feel the tensing and clenching of Bettes body, could feel the fiercely exhaled breath on her face as their eyes met. They both liked to look into each others eyes when they climaxed. At least, some of the best times they did. It was a habit they had established almost from the beginning. Something neither had done before or since with any other lover. This connection was all theirs.

     

    Tina could feel her own arousal build at the sight of her loves pleasure. It was just so special to see that look in Bettes eyes, the moment of ultimate release, followed by such a loving gaze. It wasnt their only love making position, but it was a favourite, allowing them to connect in a deep and abiding way.

     

    Bette had recovered sufficiently to remember her duties. Turning slightly onto her side, she set her fingers to work in earnest between Tinas legs, knowing just how to arouse and excite her love. Tinas release came upon her swiftly, like a small tidal wave spreading through her body. She dropped her head onto Bettes shoulder, gasping as the pleasure continued for a few moments, overwhelming her as always.

     

    After a few minutes, Tina lifted her head, looking into her lovers eyes.

     

    Wow babe, Tina smiled. Ready for that were you? she teased.

     

    Bette looked slightly abashed, but there was no mistaking the happy smile on her face.

    Always.

    A wave of unexpected exhaustion suddenly overcame Tina, and she slumped on to the pillows, pulling Bette over to face her, unwilling to lose eye contact. Tina continued caressing Bettes cheek, running her eyes over those beloved features. It was never even a tenth as good as this with Helena.

    Tina quickly banished any thought of the English woman from her thoughts. Any sort of comparison was just pointless. This was the real thing. Despite their problems, this was her soul mate. No more doubts would dwell in Tinas mind tonight. They could overcome any problems, discuss any unresolved issues. As long as they were together, things would be fine. She felt her eyelids grow heavy, her last sight being Bettes gentle smile as she drifted off to sleep.

     

    For her part, Bette just lay there, enjoying the sensations of sleeping with Tina once again. She wanted to touch and taste her, but tonight was about more than just frenzied passion. She allowed herself a smidgen of hope once again, before sliding closer, to embrace her love. They were both cuddlers, and the feel of Tina in her arms again, her gentle snores drifting up from her adorable mouth reminded Bette of all that she had lost, but wanted to recapture and enjoy once again. Who would have believed all those years ago that the lady-killer Bette Porter would be blissfully happy just holding a lover while she slept? The old shag em and leave em Bette shied away from intimacy, believing she only needed *****, not love. Yet here she was, watching her beloved sleep, even finding her snores cute. Yep, must be love.

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    Comments

    1. You handled the scene extremely well. Tasteful, hot and very loving and pretty realistic with Tina dropping off to sleep. great story by the way, sure as hell wish IC had bothered to take on even some of this. Really good job – and again, no worries, you seem like you understand how to write about “it…”

    2. Your writing is a gift… please keep sharing it with all us us!
      Love this story so much and would have loved to see IC go down this path on the show.

      Please post again soon and thanks!

    3. Hey there, cogent! I’ve just finished reading all you’ve posted so far. Where do I sign up to join your fan club? ;) I love your nuanced writing style. Thank you so much! I’m eagerly awaiting your next chapter. :)

    4. Maybe Dickens was a stretch…hey, it’s late, and I exaggerate, but that sentence of yours is still a good one.

      And yes, you handled the intimacy well. I think it’s realistic that after all the preceeding emotional intensity, Bette wouldn’t last long. It’s a nice variation on the orgasm theme!
      Thank you for not making their second time a marathon sex-fest. Not that there’s anything inherently wrong with a marathon – just it wouldn’t have been appropriate in this case. Your NC-17 was a gentle experience without the usual sexual high jinx!
      And I agree – stick a fork in Helena, because she’s done. I’m okay with that!
      Thanks!

    5. “…and the feel of Tina in her arms again, her gentle snores drifting up from her adorable mouth reminded Bette of all that she had lost, but wanted to recapture and enjoy once again.”
      That’s almost Dickensian – as though the long-lost hero has returned, back from her misfortunate adventures in penury to her former position of love and acceptance.
      As usual, it’s the hero’s own choices that have caused her estrangement, and there’s a journey of self-discovery before she can return home.

      Great!

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