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    Laid Up: Another Season 3 – Chapter 29B

     

    It was Bette who cried out when she heard this.  She didn’t want to possess Tina, but she did like knowing that Tina wouldn’t leave her, that she’d always be there, that this ownership of heart was not fleeting.  They’d been through their worst of times.

     

    “You own me,” Tina repeated through clenched teeth and then she groaned long and low as Bette’s tongue made it’s up and down between her ass cheeks over and over.    "Oh, God.  Oh, God."

     

    Bette paused only to make one comment, “I’m yours, Tee.”  Bette wouldn’t use the word ‘own,’ but the sentiment was there.  She belonged to Tina, too.  She continued licking her in the place that she supposed had never truly been forbidden, but it was something she had never done.

     

    “Do me like I’m yours.  Like I’m yours.”  Tina said she wouldn’t ask and she didn’t.  She commanded.

     

    Hearing this, Bette’s mouth moved away from the dark, hot place it had been.  She leaned over Tina, wrapped her free arm around Tina’s waist, and pushed her back against her fingers, against her stomach.  Bette groaned hard as her fingers drove deeper into her.  They belonged together, in spite of everything that had happened in the last year and a half.  They were two people bound to each other always.  Bette moved her arm from Tina’s waist, upward so that her arm crossed over both of Tina’s breasts, but her hand squeezed her left one, pinching the nipple, twirling it between her fingers and thumb, pumping  the flesh “So  big.”  She didn’t squeeze hard.  Tina still breastfed Angelica and they were sensitive.

     

    Her three fingers curled, pushed, retreated, entered, slid out, and plunged deeply into Tina.  I own her, Bette thought.  This is mine.   Her arm came back around, her fingers traced up Tina’s back and then Bette grabbed the long ponytail, tugged Tina’s head back, and awkwardly kissed her ear, temple, and the side of her face.  Tina moved her head forward, but Bette pulled back.  There was a brief power struggle that Bette would win as Tina moaned every time Bette yanked a fistful of her hair back. 

     

    "Ah, shit,"  Tina said.

     

    Bette bent and kissed Tina’s back, lower and kissed her ass.  She scooted back on the bed again, opening her mouth, her tongue pushing forward, and sliding up and down her hot, crack again and again while she kept pushing into her, pushing her into the mattress, with Tina slowly dropping onto it, unable to hold herself up.  “This is mine,” Bette said aloud.  Bette’s hand was back on Tina’s warm ass cheeks.  She dug her fingers into Tina’s ass, squeezed firmly and hard.  Over and over, she sank her fingers into her skin, while the other hand’s fingers kept pushing into her and withdrawing.  Pushing.  Pushing.    And her tongue circled, swiped, licked, and poked at her ass, her crack, her small hole.  All of this took Tina higher.  Higher.  Higher.

    Comments

    1. ‘ she looked at Tina and playfully accused, “Cougar.” ‘ – LOL – Tina certainly has come a long way from the first pages of ‘Laid Up’. – PortiaO, Thank you very much for producing all those wonderful pages!

    2. OH MY FUCKING GOD… that was … i have no words… i wish it didn’t end… that a scene i pray we see in the last eppy… loved it… and what a book you have here… it took a while to read… but i did…

    3. Wow, I don’t know what to say. The detail you give to each character and storyline is breathtaking. What a beautiful imagination you have. I love your writing so much that I even wanted Helena’s and Dylan’s past life story to never end :). I’m a little bit nervous that someting will happen to Shay before Shane can take custody. Who’s the mystery man at Alice and Dana’s wedding? A long lost relative of Alice’s? Wow, Bette and Tina, effing hot. Thank you so much for the update. Don’t be gone too long :)

    4. Portia… translating “thank you” into all the known languages on this planet wouldn’t be enough at this point. I know I type it, and I certainly mean it, but it lacks… I don’t know anything else to say but that, though. So, again, thank you. You manage to get everything in there, and I don’t know why, but the “Sweatin to the 80’s” line made me giggle, a lot. You have a very visual style of writing, I’m right there with the characters. I see them, hear them perfectly. I love the way you write, I love this story. Thanks (again) for sharing with us.

    5. Yes, you’ve got me googling folks that don’t exist. You’ve created an entire world, fleshed it out and populated it with people whose lives are fully integrated into it. You’ve made TLW, “Do what it (should)do”.

    6. I have totally been floored by this story!! this last chapter totally knocked my socks off!!! I’m so glad Bette had the change of heart about mo…. this should be really interesting! PPS

    7. I miss this story. :( It’s so awesome and realistic. And it shows so much growth in the characters while staying true to them at the same time. And the storylines are just fantastic. *sigh* Yeah, I miss this story.

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