I giggle again. “Yeah I do actually.” Suddenly, I’m being picked up off the floor and gliding to the couch. It sends me into a fit of laughter. She is starring at me intently. Concentrating obviously. She let’s me sit down by myself, but I can’t stop laughing. That is until I feel her body on mine. I stiffen automatically. “Tina, what are you doing?”

“What does it look like I’m doing. Looks to me like I’m trying to get you to let me use your gorgeous body for body shots.”

The comfort level between us is incredible. I feel so at home with her. I do not even hesitate when she takes the hem of my shirt and begins to lift it from my body, that is until I remember what her mom said. “Tina, we can’t.”

“What, why not? You’re telling me you don’t want me right now? Because I can tell in your eyes you do.”

I shake my head. “I want you so much.” My voice surprises me. It’s filled with lush. My words come out in barely breaths, less than a whisper. I like my lips starring at hers. 

She follows suit. She licks them slowly, first the top- then the bottom. The throbbing between my legs intensify. She leans forward to take my lips, and I’m anticipating taking hers- but I turn my head at the last second. “God damn it Bette, what the fuck!”

“Tina, I can’t- your mom said-”

“Bette what exactly did she say?! Tell me!”

I can hear the aggravation in her voice. I think back. Actually, all she did she way ‘And Christina…’ I close my eyes remember that look she gave Tina. “Well, she didn’t really say anything, but I know what she meant.”

“Bette, she wasn’t referring to that. Us. She was referring to something entirely different. And you’ll find that out tomorrow. I told you I couldn’t tell you. Now you are going to kiss me now or I will use my magic to hold you-”

I cut her off by taking her lips in mine. I snake my hands behind her and pull her head harder into mine. I push them so hard that it’s almost painful to kiss her, but I can’t get enough. She moans loudly and it only encourages me. I pull back, I need air. I resume the kiss, but this time I don’t waist any time. I probe her mouth with my tongue. Everything tastes so sweet. It’s my turn to moan. I maneuver so that she is now laying down on the couch. I pull back and lift dress completely off. She lays in front of me in nothing more than a matching lace bra and panties. I bite my lip. I’ve never seen a sight so beautiful in my life. I grab the tequila bottle. “Bette…what are…you doing?” She pants out. 

I smile at her wickedly. I pour the liquid on her abdomen. I watch as some of it leaks down her sides. I lower my head to her stomach and use my tongue to probe in and out of her belly button. I feel her muscles retract under me and I can feel her grinding her ass into the couch. I pull my tongue out of her belly button and start making “S”s on her stomach taking in all the liquid I can. 

I don‘t pull away, but I look up at her. Her head is pushed into the cushion and I can hear her erratic breathing and excessive moaning. I rake my teeth down once before I get dangerously close to her pubic region. I inhale. I can smell her. My mouth waters with anticipation. Suddenly, there is a knock at the door. I groan at the interruption. “Leave it Bette; please, please don’t stop.”

There’s another knock. “Tina we need your help. One of the newbie Throwers is getting out of hand.” A deep, manly voice comes from the other side. 

Tina groans this time. Loudly. She’s pissed. “SO FUCKING WHAT! GO GET A FUCKING SUPER SOAKER, THIS IS SO NOT MY PROBLEM!” She yells. 

This time the door opens. A man of about 6’0ft comes in. He has blonde hair and is fairly attractive, but Tina is not impressed. “What the fuck Eric?”

“Tina you don’t understand. It’s Angelica. You need to get out there. She’s going to set the place on fire.”

I look back at Tina and see panic in her eyes. Real panic. She gets up and grabs a t-shirt and jeans that are on her bed and puts them on as she’s walking out with Eric. Before she makes it out the door she looks at me. “Under no circumstances- do you leave this room.” Then she slams the door. No explanation as to why I can’t leave. Just says don’t leave, like I’m a petulant child. Uh!