Still holding on to Bette’s hand, Tina walked them into the bathroom, trying not to wince as her feet came into contact with the cool tile. Reaching back to flick the light switch on, she caught a brief glimpse of Bette’s face in the mirror, trying hard to catch her smile as she saw Bette fighting the same wince. Glancing further down, it was Tina’s turn to catch a moan as she saw Bette’s nipples reacting to the change in temperature. Turning around finally, Tina released Bette’s hand and instead raised her fingertips to circle gently over those hard nipples.


“Cold?” Tina smirked.


Running her thumbs over Tina’s own hard nipples, Bette replied. “So it would seem.”


Catching her breath, Tina moved closer to Bette, sliding her hands over those smooth hips, bringing their thighs into contact and effectively pinning her wife’s hands between their bodies. Raising up on her toes, Tina planted a soft kiss on Bette’s pliant lips, smiling into the kiss.


“Care to warm me up, Ms. Porter?”


“Why, I thought you’d never ask, Ms. Kennard,” Bette answered, letting her elegant hands press more firmly against her wife’s soft *****, stroking her thumbs against nipples hardening in loving response to the attention Bette was giving them.


Moaning softly, Tina closed her eyes and turned to rest her cheek against Bette’s, feeling heat where their skin made contact. Pressing slightly against Bette’s hips, Tina walked them slowly closer to the sliding door of the shower, pulling Bette into a quick hug before taking Bette’s hands into hers. Placing a heated kiss first to one palm and then the other, Tina let Bette’s hands fall back to her sides and turned to open the door.


Watching as Tina leaned in to start the water running, setting the temperature just right, Bette noticed the CD player sitting on the cabinet. Remembering the last time she used it and what CD was waiting patiently to be played, Bette pulled her bottom lip between her teeth, trying hard to bite back a moan. Never taking her eyes off of the muscles playing along Tina’s sleek back, Bette took a deep breath, trying to make her voice sound as neutral as possible.


“T, how do you feel about music? Do you I mind if I put the CD player on?”


“Sure, that sounds great, baby, ” Tina offered over her shoulder, never turning around and therefore completely unaware of Bette’s gaze blazing across her body. Taking in the delicately sculpted shoulders, the honey skin that ran along her ribs and tapered down to that beautiful waist just begging for Bette’s fingers to smooth along their landscape, the gentle curve of her *****, the line of hamstring and calf muscles that were flexing enticingly, Bette was unable to hold her moan in.


Finally dragging her gaze away from Tina, Bette walked over to the CD player, smiling as she heard Tina’s moan of pleasure as the first warm drops of water greeted her skin. Impatient to join her wife in what sounded like one ***** of a shower, Bette quickly hit the power button and scrolled through the CD track selection. Bette was grateful for the curls falling over face and hoped that Tina would believe that the blush rising to her cheeks had more to do with the steam starting to float around the bathroom, and not with the carnal memories that Bette was indulging in just then. Making sure that the repeat button was on, Bette practically leapt the few feet between her and the shower door, anxious to be with Tina when the first notes of Lamb’s “One” came through the speakers.


Stepping inside and pulling the door shut behind her, Bette felt her stomach drop and her insides tighten as the sight of Tina, wet and waiting, greeted her. Grabbing Bette’s hand, Tina pulled her further into the shower, turning their bodies so that Bette could stand under the warm spray of the showerhead. Tina pushed Bette’s curls back from her face, scrunching them up in her hands and letting the water gather there, making them silky and heavy in her hands.


“What CD did you put on?”


With her eyes closed against the water rushing over her face, Bette turned her head to the side, careful not to dislodge Tina’s hands tangled in her hair.


“Mmmmm.baby, I don’t think you’ve ever heard this song before. Just listen.” Bette answered, finally opening her eyes and looking at Tina, stepping closer as the first words made their way through the steam in the shower. Listening as the trance beats began to set the pace of her heartbeat, Bette finally let her hands come to rest along those hips that had so fully enraptured her earlier.


“Here’s a story
Of lover’s finding
Union so deep
There is no unwinding”


Never breaking eye contact with Tina, Bette began to move Tina’s hips, slowly side to side, back and forth, letting her own hips move in time with the erotic undercurrent of the song. Spreading her fingers wide, Bette pressed her thumbs gently into Tina’s hipbones, moving slowly closer, sucking in her breath as she felt their nipples brush together. Bette let her gaze slip from her wife’s eyes and drift along her body, intently following the drops of water running along her smooth skin. Leaning forward to brush her bottom lip along the water gathered at the base of Tinas throat, Bette let her tongue softly lap at the warm water droplets starting to slide down Tinas throat as she arched her head back. Still moving her hips slowly against Tinas, Bette slid her wet hands over the delicate bones at Tinas wrist, over her smooth forearms and up over her biceps, finally coming to rest against her jaw, gently cupping the side of her wifes face before claiming her lips in a heated kiss.


Tender threads exquisitely finding
Two lives together
One soul deep resounding


Groaning into the kiss, Tina curled her hands under Bettes elbows, pulling her closer, shivering as Bettes curls came into contact with her skin. The wet curls tickled the side of her face and caught with her own wet strands of hair, creating an exquisite counterpoint to the wet, sloppy kiss she was sharing with her wife. Opening her mouth slightly, Tina brought her tongue into contact with Bettes in the space shared between their mouths, subconsciously moving her tongue and hips in time with the beat of the song. Unfamiliar with the music and yet feeling the words and subtle beats nonetheless, Tina felt this overwhelming need to move with Bette, to feel the warm water washing over their bodies, running over their mouths, between ***** and bellies, tickling softly against a deeper wetness coating their inner thighs, before finally caressing over feet, warming the tile they were standing on. Faintly hearing the lyrics echoing off the shower walls, Tina turned Bettes body until she was backed up against the wall, the spray from the shower cascading over both their bodies. Sliding her hands to cup Bettes *****, protecting the soft skin there from the coolness of the shower wall, she felt Bette gasp into the kiss.


Love so strong whatever the weather
Even apart our souls are together
Its you and me, babe, forever and ever
Even apart were dreaming together.

One, one


Bette was beginning to think that maybe playing this song during their morning shower wasnt the best idea. The steam swirling lazily around her body, the water drumming across her skin and the heavy, seductive beats penetrating her senses, directing the pounding in her heart and between her legs, was almost too much for her to take. The warm water only served to make her and Tinas bodies slide effortlessly together and feeling Tina slowly grind against her, pinning her with her hot body against the cool shower wall, was causing an ache between Bettes legs that was bordering on painful. Reaching her hands up to grip the hair at the base of Tinas head, Bette roughly pulled Tinas mouth away from hers, planting her feet a little wider and fixing her wife with a stare that almost made Tina come right then.


Baby, pleaseI want you inside me, Bette whispered, licking her lips as the water dripped slowly off of them. Keeping her eyes on Tina, Bette pressed her shoulders against the wall and tilted her hips towards Tinas, silently entreating her lover to touch her, to slide those warm, strong fingers inside and love her.


With her hands freed from behind Bette, Tina brought her fingertips to the tops of Bettes defined shoulders, still moving her hips lightly against her wife, letting the rhythm of the song guide her motion. Raking her nails softly over the tops of Bettes *****, Tina felt her ***** tighten as she watched Bettes nipples harden, watched as the paleness of her hands contrasted with the mocha skin they caressed. Tina let her palms brush against those hard nipples as she cupped the softness they were rising against and brought first one, then the other to her warm, waiting mouth. Without preamble, Tina sucked Bettes nipple into her mouth, letting flesh and water mingle in her mouth, biting lightly as the passion built inside of her. Closing her eyes, Tina felt the sensual cadence of the song throb along her body and flare along her nerve endings until all she knew was skin and lips and wetness and the words filtering into her brain, causing her to raise up abruptly. Dropping her hands to Bettes thighs, Tina spread them wider and pressed their bodies together, moaning as she felt the heat from Bettes wetness against her own *****.


Suddenly all time and space
Loses its meaning when I see your face
And Im wrapped up in heavens grace
Feeling so safe in your sweet embrace.


One, one, one, one


Raising her left arm above Bettes head, Tina braced her upper body against Bettes chest, nuzzling the wet curls clinging to her cheek as Bette brought her hands to play along the streams of water trickling down Tinas back. Kissing the underside of Bettes jaw, Tina hesitated only a moment before bringing her right hand down, sliding her fingers quickly through wet curls, moaning loudly as her fingers came into contact with Bettes wetness and the back of her palm brushed against her own *****. Tina knew Bette was way beyond ready for her, her lips swollen and parting easily as Tina slid her middle finger inside, dropping her shoulder slightly to push even deeper. Using her palm to rub along Bettes *****, Tina slipped her index finger inside, pushing fast and deep, way past moving slow. Only wanting Bettes wetness to coat her fingers, to feel her velvet walls pulsing and pulling at her fingertips, to take her breath away. Feeling primal and carnal in the warm cocoon of the shower, the throbbing bass line acting as a third lover, pressing and moving her body against Bette, Tina brought her hand down, holding Bettes head against the wall and locking their gazes.


This is what you wanted, right? My fingers inside youfuck, Bette….you feel so good, Tina whispered, her words serving to turn her on just as much as Bette.


Im so deep inside you, baby.I know you cant see me, Bette, but Im touching myself too.


Bette was helpless against Tinas words and felt the telltale tingling beginning in her belly. With their thighs pressed together, Bette could feel Tinas muscles flexing with each thrust of her hand and it only served to remind her of what her wife was doing. ***** her in their shower, those wicked fingers stroking her, her palm rubbing against her ***** and now she knew, rubbing against her own. Digging her nails into Tinas forearm, Bette brought her other hand to the small of Tinas back, pulling her tighter and faster against her.


God, Bette..Im gonna come..you feel too ***** good, Tina groaned, her mouth falling open as the beginnings of her ***** started to spark along her body.


It was all too much for Bette. Planting her feet more firmly against the shower floor, she rocked her hips faster against Tinas fingers, her ***** pulsing and tightening, her stomach clenching a second before her release rushed out to meet her. The ***** stopped her hips cold, the only movement was Tinas fingers still plunging in and out, covering their thighs in Bettes wetness. Knowing that Tina was coming and that her wetness was no doubt coating her hand, that their wetness was sliding together was almost enough to bring Bette to her knees. Her body wanted to curl forward but Tina was still holding her prisoner against the wall, drawing the ***** out, surprising both of them with the power of it.


Tina had no idea how she was still standing, much less supporting both her and Bette against the slippery wall. Feeling Bette come against her fingers, that delicious tugging and pulling at her fingertips, was incredible. Her own ***** was still pulsing through her, constricting her chest and forcing her to rest her forehead against Bettes as she tried to catch her breath. Replacing her fingers with the solid warmth of her thigh, Tina slowly withdrew her fingers from inside her wife and slid her hands between the wall and Bettes back, drawing her close. Pulling her gently off of the wall, Tina shuffled them until they were both standing beneath the soothing spray of the shower.


Barely aware that the song had finished and was repeating, Tina leaned in and lovingly kissed her wife, her heart thumping wildly, overcome with love for the beautiful creature still shaking in her arms. Placing one more gentle kiss on her lips, Tina let a smile break out across her face, sliding her hands down to loosely clasp Bettes fingers.


So.now that Ive got us all dirty, Tina winked at Bette. What do you say about cleaning us up?


Bette chuckled at that, turning Tina around in her arms and reaching over for the shampoo. Pressing her ***** against Tinas back, Bette leaned in and brushed her lips against Tinas ear.


Baby, not that theres any way in ***** Im complaining, Bette began. But next time you want me to wash your hair, you only have to ask.


Hmmmmmright.Ill remember that, Tina groaned, as Bette began to work the shampoo into her hair. Now that their pleasure had been temporarily sated, Tina was content to get down to the business of actually showering together with her wife. Taking turns washing each others hair and running warm, soapy hands over pliant skin, their shower was finally finished, the CD player about to enter its seventh cycle of Lambs song.


Bette reached over and shut the water off, laughing at the sight of her pruned fingers. Following Tina out of the shower, she couldnt resist a wolf-whistle as Tina leaned down to shut the CD player off.


Bette! Tina scolded, the crinkles at her eyes betraying her tone.


Still grinning, Bette held out the towel for Tina to step into, wrapping her warm body tightly, bringing her hands to rest against the small of Tinas back. Planting a kiss on the tip of her nose, Bette was about to confide in Tina just how amazing she was in the shower before. But before the words could leave her mouth, Tinas stomach rumbled. Loudly.


Hungry? Bette asked, laughing at the blush creeping along Tinas cheeks.


Yes.


Tucking Tina under her arm, Bette guided them out of the bathroom and back into the bedroom, flicking off the light as she went.


Well then, lets get that cute belly of yours fed, shall we?