Clutching at the sheets, Joanna gasped for air. She had become a slave to what Addison had created, and the most primitive need untethered her inhibitions. Arching to meet Addison’s assault, she began to gyrate against Addison’s tongue, but when Addison stilled her motion and sucked Joanna’s clit into her mouth, Joanna lost the ability to breathe. Seconds later, the murmurs and moans spilling from Joanna’s lips filled the room.

Addison crept up the bed, and resting on her elbow, she watched as Joanna slowly came back to earth. Although she had an ache between her legs, Addison refused to acknowledge it, much preferring the view before her.

Joanna inhaled slowly, and opening her eyes, she smiled up at Addison. “Hiya.”

Addison reached over to push a few strands of hair from Joanna’s brow. “Hi, yourself. You okay?”

“Wonderful,” Joanna purred as she pushed Addison onto her back. “How about you?”

“I won’t lie. I almost came watching you, so...this isn’t going to take very long,” Addison said, spreading her legs. “Come here.”

It was rapidly becoming one of Joanna’s favorite positions, and she didn’t have to be asked twice. Placing herself between Addison’s legs, Joanna arched her back and rubbed her sex against Addison’s. Amazed at the copious amount of wetness that coated her in an instant, Joanna rubbed again...and then again.

“Oh yes...” Addison said as she placed her hands on Joanna’s bottom. Urging her forward again, Addison opened her legs to their widest, and when she felt Joanna’s clit against her own, Addison pulled Joanna hard against her.

The intimate melding of their sexes continued for only a few minutes longer before Joanna knew Addison was close to release. Her breathing was shallow and fast, and her movements had turned frantic, so reaching down, Joanna exposed Addison’s clit and then rubbed her sex hard against it. The result was as instant as it was raw.

Grabbing Joanna’s bottom, Addison held her in place as the spasms began to rock her body, her core pulsing out nectar that coated their thighs with the heady slickness of her climax. Her words were lost in shuddering breaths and cries of pleasure as tremor after tremor erupted from within until finally her hands fell away, and the room went quiet.

***

“Sorry, it’s a little dry.”

“It’s as much my fault as it is yours,” Addison said, looking up.

“Yes, it is,” Joanna said as she rested back in her chair. “I think I’m rubbing off on you.”

Addison raised her eyebrows, and a grin slowly grew on her face. “Sorry?”

“I’m not talking about that,” Joanna said with a little laugh. “I’m talking about the fact that what you’re wearing doesn’t exactly fall under the heading of being properly dressed, or does going without knickers not count?”