Joanna willingly slid onto sheets of silk and watched as Addison slowly followed her. Skin, heated and smooth, finally came into contact, and when Joanna felt Addison’s knee slip between her legs, she moaned in anticipation. The touch she craved was just seconds away.

Addison claimed Joanna’s mouth in another kiss, her tongue sweeping hungrily over Joanna’s again and again before she began to make her way across Joanna’s neck and shoulder. Her lips blazed a liquid trail of fire as she casually tasted Joanna’s salty skin, but when she reached Joanna’s breasts, casual was no more. Covering an engorged nipple with her lips, Addison sucked and teased, relentless in her pursuit of pleasure, while Joanna helplessly squirmed beneath her.

Joanna combed her fingers through Addison’s hair and held her firmly against her breast. It was the language of lovers, a silent plea for more and Addison answered it in a heartbeat. Pulling on the bud of the other nipple with her fingers, Addison rubbed and tweaked it as she continued to feast on the one between her lips. It was taut and beaded and delicious, and she could have gone on forever, but when she felt a gentle nudge, she obeyed Joanna’s silent command and rolled to her side. Joanna followed her, and as their eyes locked, their hands began to roam.

In awe of texture so incredibly divine, they lazily drew their fingers down each other’s skin. It was all so new, so different than it had been before, and entranced by the touch of the other, time passed ever so slowly. The sound of their breathing was all that could be heard, its volume increasing the more their hands wandered, and when Joanna slipped hers between Addison’s legs, the silence was quickly broken as a lustful moan slipped from Addison’s lips.

Joanna became entranced by the petal-smooth folds slick with desire. Her hand was quickly coated in want, and driven by the arousal pumping through her body Joanna began to explore the folds beneath her fingers...and Addison began to writhe.

Pleasure and pain became one as Joanna slowly drove Addison to the brink of bliss. Unhurried in her discoveries, Joanna stroked Addison’s thickened folds. Dipping between each, she slid her fingers up and down again and again until Addison suddenly rolled to her back. For an instant, Joanna’s brow creased, but when she saw Addison open her legs, Joanna worried no more. Returning her hand to the warmth between Addison’s thighs, Joanna guided her finger into Addison’s entrance.

“Oh...Christ,” Addison said, arching to meet the intrusion. “Oh...yes...”