"Touch me" The blonde repeated her earlier words and bit her lip with anticipation.

And just like that, the last tether of Bette’s restraint snapped and she lunged forward, capturing one of Tina’s nipples in her mouth.

Tina cried out at the feeling, her back arching and her grip on Bette’s hair tightening. It felt so fucking good and Tina swore she had never felt anything like it, not how Bette was doing it. With each bit of movement from Bette’s skilled tongue, the way it expertly flicked over her hardened nipple, Tina thought she would die.

Her eyes rolled back when that same tongue swirled around the sensitive nub, over and over, faster and faster. So fucking good.

"Fuck Bette" Tina moaned when Bette’s lips moved to the other breast, giving her nipple the same treatment as the first. She sucked on it and Tina gasped at the sensation, moaning at the jolt it sent between her legs.

Bette continued her ministrations, each sexy sound leaving Tina’s lips further spurring her on. She couldn’t get enough and worked Tina’s breasts until the blonde was writhing and moaning out of control, her hands instinctively pushing Bette lower.

Bette crawled up Tina’s body for a quick kiss, her eager lips making their way to the blonde’s neck and then down lower. She placed wet kisses on Tina’s stomach, smiling at how the muscles contracted under her lips. Her tongue swirled around Tina’s belly button and lower still, to the light pink c-section scar that the blonde had momentarily forgotten was there.

Tina froze when Bette’s tongue slowly traced over the mark, worried as to what the brunette would think of it. She had never been ashamed and had even felt proud of it actually because it symbolized Angelica’s birth but now . . Not many people would understand the struggles of a mother or something as simple as a scar and Tina found herself wondering if Bette would be one of the few.

Her eyes shot open and she lifted her head to look down at Bette who was already staring up at her. Neither woman uttered a word, everything they needed to say was there in their eyes. Tina saw a flash of sadness in those darkened eyes, knowing that Bette was most likely remembering the harsh labor Tina had endured. It had been such a scary time for them and as Bette looked down at the scar, Tina could see Bette’s appreciation for it. Because of that mark, the two great loves of Bette’s life were with her today.