"You’re not wet enough," Bette teased, finally running her fingers up between Tina’s legs just to play with her. She was surprised at how wet she’d made her wife, but she knew there was more fun to be had. "What do you want, baby?"

"Keep talking to me," Tina begged quietly, grabbing onto Bette’s shirt when she tugged one of her wrists free.

Bette was quick to pin it down again, running her lips just above Tina’s skin from her chest to her cheeks – almost touching. "I love when you do this for me …"

"Do what?"

"When I can smell you …"

"-Bette," Tina interrupted, closing her legs. She felt shy.

"No, baby … I love it … when you let me know how much you need me … I love that you need me. I love when you pull me close and ask me to please you … you have no idea what it does to me."

"I have some idea," Tina whispered with a smile, thinking back to how she’d done just that, and watched as Bette immediately climbed on top of her and started kissing down her stomach. All Tina had done was ask.

"How long have we been together?" Bette asked lovingly, arching her back so that her stomach pressed onto Tina’s. They just looked at each other.

"A long, long time," Tina chuckled back, biting her lower lip. She wondered where Bette was taking it. "Why?"

"Because I can’t believe you still have me wrapped around your little finger."

"Two, actually."

Bette smiled, but she didn’t laugh. She was too focused on Tina’s smirking lips. She was excited. "I don’t think you remember I have you pinned to the bed, do you?"

"Mmm … I forgot," Tina teased, squirming gently just for the fun of it.

"But tonight … I don’t think that’s what you want, is it?"

Tina held her breath, listening.

"You want me to do what I want with you, don’t you?"

She was still quiet, patiently waiting for Bette to take her silence as a response because she was all out of words. Bette was the only woman who could ever do that to her – render her completely speechless.

"Are you gonna do what I want?" Bette asked, releasing one of Tina’s wrists to push the thin tank top up Tina’s stomach so that she could feel the soft skin there. "I wanna touch you … and kiss you … and fuck you …"