Tina sat up on her knees, grinding against Bette’s hand. "Baby, lick my clit," she whimpered. Bette took her free hand and pushed the coffee table with much un-needed force, causing it to slide across the room and topple over. She then used her weight and strength to harshly roll Tina on her back and she forced her thighs open wider. Bette ran her tongue across Tina’s clit causing her to scream aloud. 

As Bette quickened her tongue’s pace, Tina began to thrash her hands on the carpet. "My fuckin’ God," she grunted. Bette smiled as she felt what she was doing to Tina. She began to feel Tina squirm away from her. "Stay still" Bette growled and resumed licking Tina’s clit. She began to suck on the nub vigorously.  The sound of Bette’s order and Bette’s current actions caused Tina’s entire body to pulsate and forced her to squirm more. Bette sat up, rotated her fingers within Tina, causing her to scream at the sudden sensation, and shifted her body so she was straddling Tina’s stomach, facing Tina’s legs. Bette knew the view of her ass would cause Tina to cum harder and faster. Bette secured Tina with her legs "I fucking told you not to fucking move" Bette said through her teeth. Her head dropped to Tina’s center and resumed sucking on her clit aggressively.

Tina felt herself tense up….the motion of Bette’s mouth on her clit, Bette’s fingers thrusting into her roughly and as deep as possible sent her over the edge. She felt her release. Bette knew it too. She immediately withdrew her fingers from Tina only to replace them with her beckoning, tongue. Bette’s own essence filled the room as Tina poured into her mouth.

Tina’s body fell limp on the ground as Bette gently changed positions to lie beside her exhausted muse. She gently pushed the stray blonde hairs away from Tina’s angelic face and leaned down and kissed her full lips lightly. Tina smiled into the kiss.  She knew that everything they had been through in the past years was worth the incredible love that she felt now.

"Tina," Bette whispered as she moved her legs to intertwine with Tina’s.

"Mmmm, yea?" Tina was basking in the warmth of Bette’s touch.

"You remember back in LA, when I…" Bette trailed off in thought.

"Bette? Honey?" Tina touched Bette’s face and Bette smiled back at her. "You were saying?"

"You remember back in LA when I told you I wanted to marry you?" Bette searched Tina’s smiling face.

"Yes," Tina wrapped her arms around Bette and tightened her leg hold.

"Well, I was wondering…" Bette magically got out of the strong leg lock and stood up in a quick movement. She went over to a stand in the far corner of the living room and reached behind one of her most prized sculptures and grabbed a small black box. She walked back over to Tina, who was now half-way sitting up.  Bette reached out her hand to help Tina to her feet and guided them both to sit on the couch.

"Bette? What is?" Tina’s face was overcome with suspicion and anxiety. She searched Bette’s eyes finding only completely adoration.