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When Addison sat upright again, Ella’s breath caught and a new sensation unfurled in her belly, butterflies that left her giddy with anticipation. This was so much more layered than the sex she’d had before, defined by an emotional aspect she had never experienced.
Addison’s eyes glowed softly. “If anyone has ever told you differently, they were wrong. I want you to know that.” Her hands drifted down to Ella’s breasts again, stroking them with gentle touches that set Ella’s senses on fire.
Everything Ella did to her was more magical than the touch of any fae. She kissed her collarbone, her breasts, her belly, her hips. Each touch made Ella arch and moan.
“I love how sensitive you are.” Addison leaned forward to kiss her, her nipples brushing lightly over Ella’s sensitive breasts. “When I’m done with you, you won’t want to move from this bed.”
Ella could barely find the words to say she already didn’t want to move. Her entire body was hot with need, but also soft with desire. She couldn’t have moved if she tried, especially when Addison cupped her breasts and rubbed her thumbs up and down over her nipples again. The only sounds Ella seemed capable of making were mewls of delight, especially when Addison leaned forward and gently bit at one of her nipples, then ran her tongue up it.
Every touch brought Ella closer to the edge, eager for relief and release. Addison bit her other nipple and soothed it with another lick. Ella invited her touch by lifting her body toward Addison’s. She didn’t want this to end.
Addison lowered her hand along Ella’s body, barely skimming her flesh, until she reached the intimate place between her legs. Ella’s breath caught and held in her chest. She knew how wet she was there, what Addison would find if she explored deeper. Addison gently ran her fingers along her hot, wet entrance as she leaned forward and continued licking Ella’s tight nipples. The dual sensations had Ella gasping for air and bucking her hips toward Addison’s fingers.
“Does this feel good?” Addison asked, her voice low and seductive.
“It’s... don’t... stop...” Ella didn’t know how she managed to find the words, but then Addison curled two of her fingers inside her, just enough to play with her wetness. “This feels so... so good.”
“I know.” Addison sounded delighted. “I hope you’re ready for what I want to do next.”
All Ella was ready for was one orgasm after another. Her body ached. It throbbed with a need she’d never known could exist. She hoped Addison intended to fulfill that need.
Addison continued to lightly thrust the tips of her fingers in and out of her as she moved down and nuzzled Ella’s inner thighs. Ella wondered if she would ever have a coherent thought again when Addison’s tongue moved slowly up her slit, toward her aching center.
Her foggy mind told her that she should have double-checked the sound wards on her room, but the ability to think was derailed again when Addison drove her tongue into her, filling her for a long, delicious moment, before lapping up over her sensitive clit.
Addison licked and tasted her with confidence, eager to please and unafraid to explore. When she pushed her face into Ella so deeply – tongue, lips, even nose – Ella thought her entire body would come apart and never, ever be pieced back together.
The first orgasm that rocked her body also cleared her mind. Relief flooded through her and brought her fully back to the present, but only for a moment. The awareness she experienced so briefly shattered again when Addison worked her face against her soft skin even harder, more furiously than she had the first time.
Ella’s entire body quivered at first, and then shuddered uncontrollably. If she had been sensitive before, she was beyond saving from going over the edge now. Addison’s tongue licked up along her dewy folds, over her tight clit, and back down again, leaving no question as to what would happen next. Addison seemed intent on pulling another release from her, loving her all the while.
Pleasure wracked Ella’s body, but she didn’t want it yet. Not just yet...
This time when Addison dipped two fingers into Ella, she gave a few searching thrusts and then added a third. Ella knew she was making noises she’d never made with any other woman during sex. Any sense of keeping it quiet for the sake of her housemates, magic wards or not, was completely gone. There was no stopping her moans and cries as the next orgasm made her entire body shake. She knew her juices were drenching Addison’s hungry and relentless fingers.
Ella’s hips rocked up and down, another reaction beyond her control. The only person in control here was Addison, who licked the orgasm from her without stopping. The sound of her mouth on Ella was greedy and sensual, if not downright indecent.
A fleeting thought passed through Ella’s mind. What about Addison’s self-control? What about her needs? Here was this gorgeous woman, now kissing up and down her thighs, probably reeling with the same desire.
Ella gestured at her feebly, still weak from all the pleasure vibrating through her entire body. “Please, what can I do for you?”
Addison propped herself up to look down at Ella and smiled mischievously. “You can let me do one of my favorite things in the world with you.”
“Yes. Whatever it is, yes,” Ella breathed out.
Addison looked even more delighted, and she moved forward. In a few short seconds, she had turned herself around, her knees were on either side of Ella’s head, and her mouth fastened on Ella’s womanhood once more.
Ella tried to focus on the warm, soft flesh presented to her. She held Addison by the hips and drew long, lingering licks over her folds. The problem was, Addison was back to drowning her in those same sweet sensations once more. Ella had never tried what the humans referred to as sixty-nine, and now she had no idea how anyone could maintain their concentration in the position.
Addison moaned and wiggled atop her, her reactions as exciting as what she was doing to Ella’s hypersensitive body. They embraced one another, arms around each other’s backsides, and mouths and tongues exploring each other sensuously.
Ella didn’t know where Addison ended and she began, nor did she care. She would gladly stay like this forever, splayed open and vulnerable, giving and receiving pleasure for this woman. There were no more concerns about petty things like whether or not it was acceptable to love a mortal or witch or whatever another person might be.
There was only Addison. Beautiful, confident Addison thrusting her tongue and fingers into Ella, while rocking atop her with sweet moans that heightened Ella’s excitement. It was more than lust driving Ella tonight. It was gratitude for this incredible woman and amazement that Addison was taking a chance on her, of all people.
Ella lost herself to yet another release just as Addison shimmied atop her with a hard, sudden jolt. Juices flooded out of Addison and onto Ella’s receptive tongue, and she found herself doing exactly what Addison had done to her. She licked and sucked, nudging her face as forcefully against Addison as she could to take in everything she had to offer.
Everything about this moment consumed her completely and she knew there was no going back.
There were no words exchanged as they continued through the night until exhaustion claimed them both. They’d made love to each other more times than Ella could count, before she curled up with Addison and fell asleep in her arms.
When morning came, Ella wanted to ignore sunlight peeking around the pink curtains in her windows. Wanted to stay tangled with this beautiful witch and forget the world beyond these four walls.
Addison stirred next to her, stretching and then gathering Ella in her arms again. Her mumbled “Stay asleep” was the cutest thing Ella had ever heard in her life
Sleep? Ella wanted to stay in those arms that squeezed tight around her, but her body had other ideas. She slipped out of Addison’s embrace and worked her way down the bed, parted Addison’s soft thighs, and nudged her head between her legs. When her lips found Addison’s intimate center, she gave her a long, sensual kiss, and dipped her tongue inside for good measure.
Addison groaned, rolled over, and spread her legs, not at all objecting to morning sex. “Isn’t that my job?”
“I woke up first, so apparently not,” Ella teased.
Addison scoffed. “The hell it isn’t.”
Before Ella knew what was happening, Addison had flipped their positions. Now Ella was on her back with Addison kneeling between her legs. “What are you doing?”
Addison pressed her clitoris and breasts against Ella’s, holding herself up just enough to look down at her. “I don’t know about you, but my body is extra sensitive in the morning. It’s the perfect time to make love, if you want to give it a try.”
Ella couldn’t stop herself from moaning as their folds slipped together. She lifted her hips to make sure they made contact again. “Wow, this feels... amazing!”
The longer Addison stroked herself up and down against Ella, the more Ella wanted. She had always wanted to try sex like this, rubbing against someone until she came. It was easy to pick up Addison’s rhythm and join her in giving pleasure. Addison lowered her head to nibble at her throat, her breath hot and coming quickly. Ella wrapped her legs around Addison and her thrusts became shorter, more focused on the tension building in her clit. She refused to stop until...
Until they shuddered and clung to each other, lost in ecstasy together. Ella was as overwhelmed now as she was last night by the realization that this was no casual thing between them. Addison was here out of love, and Ella knew she would go to the ends of the earth to show how much she returned that feeling.
She wanted to say it, to speak those three little words. But she also knew they weren’t there just yet. Saying them might frighten Addison, especially with all the uncertainty she now faced. Plus, there was the one inkling of doubt Ella couldn’t shake—the rules of being a faerie godmother.
Burying her face in Addison’s hair staved it off somewhat, but they couldn’t stay here forever. If they could, there would be no more questions, no more fears, no more rules. Just two women who cared deeply for one another.
“This is... nice.” Ella knew her comment was lame, but it was the only thing she could think to say.
Addison’s soft chuckle was followed by a squeeze of her arms around Ella. “You’re right. I know there are better ways to describe it, but I can’t think of them right now.”
“I know what you mean.” Ella glanced at the clock and then turned back to Addison. “I don’t usually laze around in the morning under the covers with someone. Do you have to go open the store or something?”
“Not quite yet.”
“Good, because I’m famished and I bet you are, too.” Ella waited for Addison to make a move, since she was still beneath her. It was certainly a pleasant sensation and, if they didn’t have places to be, she would have happily stayed here all day.
But Addison nodded and unwound her arms from Ella. “I am. Does that mean you’re offering me breakfast?”
“Absolutely.” What Ella didn’t offer was insight into the thoughts now careening through her mind. There was so much to figure out, questions to be answered, and then the idea that Addison deserved a real love. Not something that Ella might not be able to commit to fully.
Rather than give those questions another moment of her time, Ella stood, stretched, and said, “Then I’m going to make sure you get what you need. I have my own bathroom through that door and while you get comfortable, I’ll see to it that you have a good breakfast.”
Addison’s smile outshined the sun and, the moment her back was turned, Ella’s heart dropped. What if breakfast was all she could offer the one person she wasn’t supposed to want in her life, but had fallen in love with anyway?