Tina’s POV:

We were rocking the bed to the point of moving the bed away from the wall and B had her face buried in my shoulder as she was pumping harder into me. I held on to her as I felt my body getting ready to skyrocket and my body began to shake and I came hard on Bette’s fingers. She pulled out, stuck her fingers inside of my mouth and I tasted my own fluids which I must say doesn’t taste all that bad! B said, "I love you so very much, I really do!" I replied, "I love you too, honey! More than you’ll ever know!" B gazed at me and I saw tears streaming down her face and I said, "What’s wrong?" B smiled through her tears and said, "Nothing is the matter, I am crying because I am so in love with you and I am fucking thrilled to be your wife!" I felt touched by B’s words and I started to cry as well. B took me in her strong arms and held me tightly as we both cried together.

Bette’s POV:

Both of us were so much in love and it touched us to the point of tears. We hugged and cried together for quite some time and all we said to each other was, "I love you, baby or I love you, sweetheart!" After about a half-hour of crying, kissing and hugging, T pulled away and said while wiping the tears from her eyes, "Why do I order room service, you pour us some more champagne and we watch a movie together?" I wiped the tears from my eyes and said, "That is perfect!"

Bette’s POV:

I called room service on the phone and ordered strawberry chocolate cake, hazlenut bran muffins, whipped cream and chocolate sauce for some naughty fun later in the night, more booze and ice. And just in case, saltine crackers if we get upset stomachs during the early morning. After I hung up the phone, I got back into bed and snuggled in T’s arms. I closed my eyes and just relaxed in my love’s arms, feeling her stroking my hair softly and planting soft kisses on my forehead. What this woman can do to me is un fucking believable! We stayed snuggling together until there was a knock on the door and I got up, slipping the silk purple robe on, tighting the belt around the waist and going to the door. I opened the door and the waiter came into the suite, wheeling in the cart of treats that I ordered. He looked up at T and saw her in bed with the sheets pulled up to her chest and then he looked at me and saw me in my robe. An aroused grin appeared on his face and I rolled my eyes, saying, "Thank you for bringing this but you can go now!" The waiter said as he was leaving the suite, "Hey, don’t I get a tip??" I said to him as I pointed to his boner poking through his black uniform slacks, "I have a tip for you, keep that zipped, horn dog!" And I slammed the door in his face, locking the door. Tina laughed, "You are wicked, Mrs. Kennard!" I smirked and replied, "And you love it too, Mrs. Porter!"