“My God Tina, you’re so wet,” I whispered into her ear.

“Mmmm, oh fuck, oh yes,” she said and I put a second finger inside her and she arched her back and moaned.

“I bet you taste so good, can I taste you baby,” I asked, and she nodded.

I continued my worship of her body, covering her body with kisses as I made my way down. The agony of wanting to taste her was excruciating, but I wanted to continue to ravish her body. I could smell her sweet scent as I got closer. My wetness was throbbing as I pulled her thong off and tossed it to the side.

I lost my mind as I saw her beautiful lips. I teased her a bit as I licked them and she squirmed under my touch. I couldn’t take it anymore, I started licking and she arched her body as I found her throbbing clit. My hands played with her nipples as I worked on her clit. The incoherent sounds she was making and a mixture of “fuck” and “yes” clouded my mind. I brought my right hand down and inserted two fingers as I licked her ever dripping sex. I lost count of how many times, she came but I didn’t tire of hearing my name being screamed at the top of her lungs. I let her rest and I kissed my way back up to her and she kissed me and moaned into my mouth.

“Do you like the way you taste?”

“Oh fuck Bette, yes,” she said and smiled, “I have never been so satisfied in my life.”

“I have never tasted anyone so sweet.”

“Can I do that to you?”

“If you want to. There’s no pressure, you don’t have to until you feel comfortable.”

She flipped me over and made her way down to my throbbing wet center. She looked up at me, and I winked at her and she licked my lips. I started breathing heavily as she made her way in and found my swollen clit. She licked and sucked and I couldn’t help how loud I was. For this being her first time with a woman, she was amazing; I was being thrown into ecstasy with each flick of her tongue. She put in two fingers, and I came like I’ve never come before. I don’t know if she realized it, but I came two times in a row before she came up for air.

We lie there, and stare off into space, both having different thoughts. I held her close, our naked bodied intertwined. I kissed her forehead and thought I couldn’t wait to make her my own. I wanted to make her my wife and to love and dote on her forever. I was thinking so far into the future and I was so high on this love we shared, that I had forgotten our current situation.

“It’s getting a little late, I better go or Eric will get suspicious.”

“Ok,” I said sadly and we both got dressed. I walked her out and opened her car door. When she slid in I kissed her.

“I had the best time tonight,” she said and her eyes glossed over with tears, “I had never been with anyone who paid as much attention to me as you did.”

“You’ve never been with a woman before or me for that matter. Making love is about both of us, not just one of us.”

“The amount of love you showed me, it made me feel so good, my heart literally stopped.”

“That’s because, I,” I started saying but stopped myself, her eyes connected with mine like she wanted me to say it, “that’s because I love you.”

“I love you too,” she exclaimed and jumped out of her car and hugged and kissed me. We just held each other in my driveway. We reluctantly parted and she drove away. I went inside and looked at the mangled mess left in my room. The tossed sheets and pillows, my clothes, even the mattress was crooked. I smiled to myself and went to the bathroom and found a surprise. She had written in her pink shade of lipstick, “In case I chicken out, I love you” and she drew a heart. My heart thumped wildly as I knew then, I found the love of my life.