Addison held her, still moving her hand gently until Samantha collapsed against her, spent and shaking. Her damp hair clung to Addison’s cheek, her breath hot and uneven.

Addison froze, breath hitching. Samantha looked down at her, hair wild, lips swollen, eyes blazing. “Lick me,” she demanded, her voice rough. “I want to feel your mouth on me.”

Addison’s hesitation melted under the weight of Samantha’s command—and her own desperate need to please. She leaned forward, tongue darting out tentatively at first, tasting Samantha. Samantha moaned instantly, grinding down against her mouth.

“That’s it,” Samantha gasped. “Don’t stop.”

Addison grew bolder, sucking her clit into her mouth, flicking her tongue...