I’m married to an animal! Tina thought now with a naughty smile as she left the bathroom, gingerly pressing on the hickey.

Or maybe Bette is, she laughed lightly as she swept her gaze over her wife’s stretched out form, now on her back, arms bent lazily over her head, legs slightly parted. The marks she’d made on Bette were more pronounced now that her neck and shoulders were fully exposed.

Tina lay down carefully on top of Bette, arms resting on either side of the brunette. She felt a long, graceful arm wrap around her while another arm pulled a bed sheet over Tina’s back. Tina resumed nuzzling on her beloved’s neck and moaned when she felt fingers caress her spine up and down its length.

“It’s a good thing you’re the best lover I’ve ever had, baby,” Tina whispered as she gave Bette a series of soft licks and kisses all over her jaw line, neck, and ears.

“Mmm… why?” Bette croaked, her throat still dry from sleeping.

“Because you’re certainly the sexiest, and I would have hated to give you up if you’d sucked in bed,” the blonde answered with a slight chuckle, and then tenderly bit an earlobe.

“Pot … kettle … black,” Bette mumbled, with a soft moan.

After a minute, the brunette asked, “Uhnnh … what happened? Get a better offer recently?”

Tina smiled and then moved her soft kisses across her wife’s face to the other side. “Nothing memorable. No.” She sucked on the other earlobe.

Bette dropped her caresses to Tina’s lower back, and squeezed the blonde’s cheeks in response. “Liar,” she growled sleepily. Tina’s kisses were doing a good job waking her up this morning. The only thing better would be if they …

Tina smiled, and whispered again, “Nothing like the offers you get, at least. For example, tell me Jenna’s cute ass hasn’t made you look. Everyone else has.  Plus you and she have this art-thing mind-meld going. Sometimes it sounds like you finish each other’s sentences when you’re both deep in conversation about her projects or clients.”

Unexpectedly, although she’d started this teasing exchange, she drew her head up, halted her kisses, and rolled away from Bette.

“Hey,” Bette protested softly, and then turned towards Tina automatically, to keep the blonde’s head nestled on her arm.  Tina’s kisses had started her thinking they were about to pick up from where they’d left off last night.