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Working Late
"Here," Tina said in a low voice, relishing the way in which Bette’s face registered what she had just said. Sometimes she loved shocking Bette just to see how she would react. Of course, she breathed in and tried to control the longing that swept through her chest like a rollercoaster, this time she wasnt playing. Not yet, anyway.
Bette let out a laugh and shook her head, pulling her hand free from Tinas grip. "Tee," she said, preparing herself for a short speech about appropriate places to ***** one’s lover, "this is my office. I work here. It’s just really…" She broke off, allowing her bemused laugh to finish her sentence.
Tina nodded and shrugged. "It’s also really late, really empty and," she moved forward swiftly and caught Bette’s mouth with her own, pushing their lips together in a kiss that surprised them both with its intensity. Bette’s arms slid around Tina, pulling her closer, her hands spreading out on the blondes back, tugging at her suit jacket. Opening her mouth, Tina felt Bette’s tongue probe inside, falling and rising against her own, tumbling together and igniting a flame that licked down to the tops of her thighs. Pulling back from the embrace, Tina gazed, open-mouthed at her lover, eyeing Bettes reddened lips with satisfaction. "And I really want you," she finished, her voice thickened with desire. "I want you now, Bette."
"What about…" Bette’s voice was hoarse and she stopped, clearing her throat and looking utterly helpless in light of the feelings ripping through her body. "What about security, I mean, what if someone sees us or hears us or – "
Tina put a finger across her lover’s mouth to quiet her and raised her eyebrows. "Baby, anyone would think that you were making excuses not to have ***** with me."
Bette shot an aggrieved look at her lover and Tina couldn’t help laughing at the absurdity of her suggestion. Taking Bette’s hand in her own, she moved closer, leaning in to brush her lips where her finger had been only seconds ago. Sliding their joined hands down her body, she trailed them over the hem of her skirt and up underneath, fingertips skimming the silken lining of the expensive suit. Further up, and further in, Tina guided Bette’s touch with her own until it reached top of her leg. Shifting slightly, Tina parted her legs and pressed Bette’s fingertips into the blistering heat and soaked material of her underwear.
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(93 votes, average: 3.41 out of 5)
Wow!! That was just… Wow!!
time for cold shower… awsome.
Wow!, great writing, very detailed.
I always love your posts in TWOP.I didn’t realize that you have a talent in fanfic too. Your story is so smoking hot. You can’t stop now.
Let me be the first to say – FMD!
Great piece of writing and love-making. Ah! these two..
*gulp* give me *squeak* more please! :D 5-stars
Wow…um…I’m entirely speechless.
Hot, really hot!!!!:)- More really soonnnnnnnnnnn
Gaymo, your writing really is incredible. I hope you write another story soon. I look forward to your next post.
That was incredible, and I hope you continue to post.
Um, I’m still on the floor from the last story, but now I can’t seem to get up. Go Gaymo!
Here’s the deal.. I am totally in awe of this masterpiece and naming my first born after you is not enough. I am giving him/her to you as a present:) I do not know what else to say except that every word you wrote was titilating. I want to quote my favorite part but then I would have to cut and paste the whole thing. I mean, I am floored, thudded, splayed, spooned..OMG… I knew I was in for a great ride with ” Is that an offer?”.. Gaymo, I know that I have professed my love for you many times last night, but hot damn, I love you! (Nek, be quiet:)). I cannot stop rambling. I hate IC just because she is not you! Give me some more please..Oh, and ” would you like to be?” was too much for my TiBette loving heart to handle… Yes, I would like to be.. OMG.. I need to go before this comment box kicks me out for sheer stupidity!
OMG!!! I don’t know who you are…but damn..you are good…..keep going…im sweating now!!!
I could sit and read your writing all day and have the biggest smile on my face. You are better than good…and great is an understatement.
Hot and sexy…who needs yoga!
Almost too much for a quiet midwestern sunday morning. Your writing is terrific.
this was a great story to come back into the loop with.
Yeah…wow!
so hot! loved every word. your writing is fantastic. i especially loved in the summary, “not for the faint hearted. or those who like organized desks.” lmao. i’m guilty of the last part, which is probably why i don’t do office visits, however, i might bite the bullet! *wink* thanks for writing. :)
Shit. I said I wasn’t ever, ever, ever writing again after your last story. Wasn’t that enough? Now you write this and force me to pledge my undying love to you for your erotic literary skills?
*sigh* Fine. If you insist. :D
Delicious story. And definitely easier on the heart than the last one. I completely look forward to another story by you. 5 stars!!!
I’ve never read any of your stories before, but something about this one caught my attention. Can’t say I was disappointed at all. It actually reminds me of something I did years ago, but it was still light outside. ALL doors were locked though (wearing huge grin)! Great chapter…keep writing.