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When You Least Expect It – Chapter 8
Maybe they should have had that talk after all, the thought crossed Tina’s mind but it quickly flew away when Bette’s lips met hers. It was deep like all the others but Bette’s tongue made love to Tina’s mouth unlike any way before. It turned Tina on beyond belief and her worries soon flew out the window along with any negative thoughts.
Inexperienced or not, Tina wanted to try to please Bette. Her curiosity to taste the brunette and her desire for Bette herself outweighed everything else.
"Fuck the bed" Tina moaned when she felt one of Bette’s hands snake under her shirt, hissing at the delicious heat coming from Bette’s touch. "Couch. Take me to the couch"
She was pulled off the wall in an instant and after a few hurried steps, was falling onto the soft couch cushions. Bette had fallen with her, that strong lithe body fitting perfectly atop her own. Their separated lips reconnected immediately in a passionate embrace, both women moaning at the delicious contact.
Bette grasped Tina’s hands and pinned them over her head, their joined hands pressing into the cool leather. Bette moaned when Tina arched her back, the hardened nipples brushing against her own and creating the most delicious friction.
She was losing control and quickly, her intense need to feel Tina’s naked body pressed against hers driving her wild with lust. She pressed her lips to Tina’s neck, licking and sucking the soft flesh. Tina was emitting the sexiest moans Bette had ever heard, making her lick and suck harder.
She needed to slow down, Bette reminded herself. It was bad enough that she had let Tina seduce her into Bette, not that she had tried very hard but still. It was Tina’s first time after all. That’s when it hit her.
It was Tina’s first time.
Bette had been a first for many women in her past and though she had always made her lovers feel wanted and desired, she never really cared much about where they ended up. If they made it to bed okay, if not then so be it. The fact was that she had never really cared about the women she had been with to bother with the details of making their night memorable and special.


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