The feel of Addison’s tight, wet walls around her finger was to die for, and Joanna had to bite down on her lip to squelch her own need for release. At first, she was gentle and slow, but when Addison’s moans turned guttural, and she began pushing hard against her hand, Joanna slipped out one finger and thrust in two. Filling Addison in one quick motion, Joanna wasted no time in increasing the tempo as she drove her fingers into her wife again and again, and it wasn’t long before Addison matched the rhythm she had set.

The restraint Addison had always used with others disintegrated. With nameless women and even with Luce, Addison had always held back just a little, but with Joanna that was impossible. Grabbing for the sheets, Addison clutched the fabric in her hands as she finally allowed herself the freedom to let go.

Spasms of pleasure rippled from within, fluttering and pulsating through her center until they erupted from her core, her nectar flowing thick as garbled sounds of pleasure slipped from Addison’s lips. Wave after wave crashed over her, and squeezing her legs tightly around Joanna’s hand, Addison rode each wave to its crescendo.

Her body heated and her breaths shallow, Joanna waited in silence until she felt Addison’s legs relax. Carefully removing her hand, she rested back on her haunches, softly smiling at the woman she loved.

One minute passed and then another before Addison opened her eyes, and when she did, she momentarily forgot how to breathe. Kneeling beside her was Joanna, her naked breasts heaving as she pulled in air through parted lips. Her skin was flushed and shining with sweat and tendrils of hair clung to her forehead, and Addison couldn’t remember seeing anything more sensual.

She sat up and gently eased Joanna to the mattress. The flavor of the woman was still swirling in her mouth, and Addison licked her lips in anticipation as she inched downward on the bed. Leisurely kissing her way over Joanna’s breasts and belly, when the divine aroma of Joanna’s desire filled her nostrils, Addison breathed deeply as she parted Joanna’s legs.

Earlier, Joanna had been given a hint of what Addison could do with her tongue, so when she felt her breath on her thigh, she knew the hints had ended...and ended they had.

Addison nuzzled her nose into the dark curls, and when she ran the tip of her finger up Joanna’s folds, her wife’s response was immediate. Raising her hips, Joanna offered Addison a sensuous invitation.

Sliding her hands under Joanna’s bottom, Addison held her up as she buried her face into the pink, slippery fissures. She ran her tongue through every crevice, lapping at the need oozing from Joanna’s entrance, and every now and then, she sucked against the tenderest of flesh until Joanna’s squirms became frenzied.