Page 42 of The Beat of her Heart

Addie’s hands moved down Giselle’s arms, caressing her. Her eyes locked onto Giselle’s as she licked her lips. She slowed down, leaning away slightly.

“Giselle?”

Giselle’s thoughts scrambled as she tried to find the right words.

“I just…I just…kiss me.”

Addie’s gaze stayed fixed on her lips as she inched closer, their faces nearly touching. They lingered in that moment for only a few seconds, but it felt like time had slowed.

“I want you, Giselle,” Addie finally whispered before leaning in for a kiss.

The kiss took Giselle by surprise, though she knew it shouldn’t have. Every moment leading up to this had hinted at it, but she still hadn’t been prepared.

When Addie’s teeth captured her bottomlip, Giselle could hardly believe it was happening. A quiet whimper escaped her as Addie’s hand cupped her neck, pulling her closer. Giselle let out a louder whimper as Addie’s tongue slipped into her mouth.

“Addie,” she gasped, trying to sound firm but failing.

She’d intended to tell her to stop, yet stopping was the last thing she wanted. The kiss sent warmth all through her, while Addie’s hands explored her body, from her neck to the curve of her hip, eventually settling between her thighs.

She rubbed her palm over the crotch of Giselle’s pajama bottoms a few times before quickly growing tired of the barrier. Giselle gasped as Addie’s cool fingers slipped beneath her panties.

“Is this okay?” Addie murmured as she began to rub circles against Giselle’s clit.

Giselle couldn’t answer. Her voice caught in her throat, so she just nodded. Addie’s fingers traced her labia, finding her entrance, and slipped in effortlessly, gliding across her most sensitive spot.

“Addie,” Giselle gasped again.

“Do you want me to stop?” Addie asked,her tone tentative, though her fingers continued their motion.

“No. I want to know how it feels, how you taste,” Giselle whispered.

After that, she was lost in Addie’s hands. She leaned back against the bed as Addie knelt in front of her, tugging Giselle’s pajamas and panties down to her ankles. Giselle held her breath as Addie’s lips trailed up her thigh, building her anticipation.

When Addie’s tongue finally brushed against her, Giselle felt a jolt all the way up her spine.

“Mm,” Addie purred as she sucked gently on Giselle’s clit, unashamed. She circled the sensitive bud with her tongue, then drew it between her lips. Giselle whimpered, her head falling back.

Addie seemed to enjoy tasting her just as much as Giselle enjoyed her touch. She moaned while savoring the wetness flowing from Giselle’s core.

“You taste so good,” Addie said softly, smiling up at Giselle. Her tongue dipped back between Giselle’s folds, sliding into her warmth. Giselle gasped as Addie’s tonguepressed deeper, stars appearing behind her closed eyes.

She held onto Addie’s head, guiding her gently as she moved. Every movement brought Giselle closer to release, a song of satisfaction filling the room as Addie increased her pace. Her knees began to shake as her orgasm crashed over her, nearly overwhelming her.

Giselle looked down, saw Addie wipe her lips, and felt a renewed surge of desire. She smiled. “That was amazing,” she whispered, pulling Addie back up and kissing her. “Now it’s my turn.”

Giselle kissed Addie as she wiggled out of her pajamas. Addie’s curves drew her hands down, and Giselle squeezed, hearing Addie moan in response.

Giselle understood what Addie might be struggling to say, so she gently placed a finger against her lips.

She whispered, “Just focus on what feels good right now. Don’t get too far ahead. Just enjoy me, okay?”

Addie nodded as Giselle’s fingers traced along her damp folds. Addie’s body relaxed, allowing Giselle to add another finger, hergentle, deliberate touch making Addie’s back arch. Addie’s soft moans filled the room, urging Giselle to go faster, their breaths mingling as Addie called out her name.

Their breasts pressed against each other, building their desire. Giselle moved her legs, placing one between Addie’s, and Addie moved so that their vulva lips pressed against each other.

Their hands groped at each other’s bodies. They moved even faster, moaning and writhing until they climaxed.

Giselle lay back against the pillows, watching the faint lines of light play across the ceiling. Addie nestled against her, her breathing steady, her presence warm and reassuring.

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