By the time Tina reached Angelica’s room she had settled back down and was napping. Tina took the opportunity to shower in the other bathroom and get dressed.  She did not trust herself to go into the master bedroom without succumbing to the desire that she just couldn’t contain. 

            She chuckled as she remembered Bette asking her if she had just turned her out.  As hot as their sex life had been before it was an inferno now.  It was as if the past was eased in a strange way.  All the memories were there but they held no power over what was happening to them now.  They both felt free to just love one another the way they wanted to. They were not strangers and this added another dimension to their love play. There was a new level of trust between them based on the understanding that each needed the other just as much. Yet it was a need that made them both stronger and more confident. Without words they understood what they had and neither would put this incredible connection at risk again. 

            Tina was hard pressed to decide which of the multiple episodes of lovemaking the best were.  She shuddered as she remembered Bette arching as she impaled her with her tongue.  She rubbed her face in the wetness that drenched her center and the bed.  She had licked her and sucked her until Bette was babbling utter nonsense coming with such force Tina had to hang on while she rode the waves of that orgasm. 

            Then Bette had turned the tables and took her hard and fast.  When she entered her Tina swore that she had died and gone to heaven.  She confessed everything as Bette took her. Bette’s fingers were buried deep inside her.  She grabbed the brunette curls and lost herself.  The silken curls sliding through her fingers touching her breasts her skin, drove her crazy. That tongue probing and withdrawing, claiming her mouth, taking her breath, slowly sensuously, taking little pieces of her heart and soul as if there was anything that Bette couldn’t have. 

            Bette took it all.  Bette took her completely until she did not know where she stopped and Bette began.  She was convinced if Bette withdrew she would cease to breathe.  ‘Don’t stop, she had pleaded. Don’t ever stop loving me like this.  Bette looked up at her and held her gaze for a minute.  She looked down at Tina who was wet beyond belief and licked her folds avoiding her clit.  She licked the inside of her thighs, until Tina declared ‘I couldn’t live without you.’