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"Tee! What are you doing here? Is everything okay?" Bette’s mouth fell open into an overjoyed, wide smile that lit up her whole face, the expression clenching unutterably hard at Tina’s heart. She never got tired of looking at Bette; never got tired of seeing how much her partner loved her or blossomed in her presence. It was a constant source of gratification to her that Bette and she just fit together from the beginning; that indescribable feeling of just knowing that it was right, that it was just, that it was forever. As she walked towards Bettes desk, Tina couldn’t help feeling the same sense of excitement that she had felt the first time they had been alone together. The first time they had kissed. The first time for everything.
She’d never been in love with another woman before. Sometimes Tina couldnt help wondering if she’d even been in love with anyone before Bette. Sensibly, practically, she knew that that couldn’t possibly be true, but in the precious moments when they were lost in one another, drinking the other in like a full, rich wine, she couldn’t remember ever feeling this way about anyone else in her life. The first time she had ever attended a corporate dinner with Bette; her heart had almost burst with pride when she had glanced to her right and seen the beautiful creature beside her, charming everyone with her confidence and self-assured manner.
"Everything’s fine," Tina nodded. "I was just passing and the guy downstairs let me in. The advantages of being the Art Director’s girlfriend," she grinned. "Trouble?" Tina gestured towards the telephone, watching as Bette’s face momentarily clouded and irritation tugged at the corners of her mouth.
"Oh…" Bette waved her hand around in the air carelessly, trying and failing to assume an air of nonchalance about the whole situation with Carlton Bramwell. "Nothing I can’t handle," she decided, saying the words aloud more for her own benefit than Tina’s. "Art work goes missing sometimes," she shrugged, pushing at the papers on top of the desk. "Of course," she added with a wry smile, "when it’s the art work for the next exhibition at the CAC, generally that means trouble, yes." Meeting Tina’s sympathetic brown eyes, she let out a tiny laugh of frustration more than amusement. Pushing her hand up against her hair, Bette stood up and moved around the desk to embrace her partner, closing her eyes and allowing herself to forget work, just for a moment. Feeling Tina’s body against her own, she breathed in the faint scent of the perfume that her lover wore, letting it wreathe around her mind and take her towards more comforting thoughts.
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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.