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Tina shifted position slightly, leaning back on her heels and repressing the urge to kiss the expression of dismay from her lover’s face. It never failed to tug at her heart, the way that Bette looked right now, her eyes wide and deep in the most beautiful face she’d ever seen. For all her reputation espoused, sometimes Bette looked like a lost child when she let her guard down; vulnerable and out of place in an adult world.
"Baby, with the hours you have to keep right now, that wouldn’t change if I worked less, would it?" Moving forwards, Tina placed her hands on Bette’s cheeks, her thumbs brushing the defined cheekbones sculpted in shades of coffee cream brown. "Besides," she added softly, leaning in to place a gentle kiss on the smooth forehead of the other woman, "I don’t want to be at home on my own. It’s boring when you’re not there."
This, at least, instigated a smile that stretched across Bettes lips and elicited a murmur of pleasure that rumbled deep inside her chest. Leaning her head on Tina’s shoulder, she closed her eyes and forgot everything for a single moment, losing herself in the graceful curve of her lover’s neck. She didn’t want Tina to give up her job; god knows, they needed to become more financially stable before she would begin pressuring for that to happen. But sometimes she wished she could be the provider that she wanted – no, that she needed to be. There was a part of her that desperately wanted to give Tina everything; a home, financial security, and a baby. Especially a baby. A part of her would always be disappointed that she couldn’t physically do that, even though the intellectual in her head reminded her with alacrity that this was the way things were. The way their life was.
Smoothing her hand down Bette’s hair, Tina felt the other woman sigh into her shoulder and, placing her hands onto Bettes shoulders, Tina pushed her lover back slightly so that she could peer into the deep pools of chocolate brown that never lied to her.
"Bette? Baby, what is it?" she asked gently, watching carefully as Bette’s frown returned.
"It’s this stupid art work," Bette sighed, taking a step back so that she was leaning against the desk once more. Her hand rose up and rubbed wearily across her face as she allowed herself to once again feel the fatigue tugging at her body, weighing it down as though she was lead-coated. Glancing behind her she caught sight of the shipping documents and notes that she’d had James pull out hours ago. Underneath that, she knew, was a memo from Franklin that stated, in no uncertain terms, the onerous expectations that the Board of Directors had. She felt the pressure as a physical weight and sagged slightly, placing her hand palm down on the desk to support herself.
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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.