She knew it was over when Ella’s knees gave away and she started sliding off the counter and onto the floor. Valerie chuckled as she caught Ella’s hips, turning and lifting her back up on the countertop.
Ella flopped back, lying on the counter with her legs hanging off, her pussy glistening wet and so very tempting.
Valerie was already sticking her hand into her own pants, rubbing frantically on her clit. She was almost as desperate as Ella had been and she wasn’t going to wait any longer.
“Wait. Let me do that.”
“I can’t wait,” Valerie gasped.
Ella slid off the counter and went smoothly to her knees. She undid Valerie’s pants and pulled them down to her ankles, finally removing Valerie’s hand.
Valerie scarcely had time to complain, because as soon as her fingers were pulled away, they were replaced with Ella’s tongue.
Andoh,Ella’s tongue was so much better than Valerie’s fingers had been. She braced herself against the dishwasher and spread her legs, giving Ella better access.
It seemed that Ella had decided not to torture her this time, because she licked quickly and firmly in a relentless rhythm that soon pushed Valerie to her release.
She clutched at the dishwasher as her orgasm overtook her, threatening to buckle her legs like Ella’s had.
Ella kept licking her, bringing the orgasm up to even greater heights. Valerie came and came, until she was unsure if it would ever end. She may not be squirting this time, but this was the longest and most intense orgasm she had ever had.
It went on for so long that she started to get lightheaded from lack of oxygen and was forced to draw in an urgent breath as pleasure continued to bombard her. The orgasm finally ended, leaving Valerie limp in its wake. She sank to the floor beside Ella, who grinned at her.
“No need to look so smug.”
“Why shouldn’t I? I just gave you the best orgasm of your life, didn’t I?”
“Who’s to say that it was?” Valerie challenged. “I’m a lot older than you, you know.”
“And yet, I seem to have more experience, what with the way you’ve cut yourself off from relationships. Admit it, you’ve never had anything better than that.”
“I haven’t,” Valerie admitted reluctantly. “Your tongue is fucking magic. We have to do that again sometime.”
Ella looked up at her, surprise written across her flushed, sweaty face. “Really?”
Valerie sighed. She shouldn’t be saying this, but was there really any point in denying it anymore?
“I just can’t seem to resist you,” she admitted. “I’ve been fighting and fighting it, but I’m tired of fighting.”
“And if it’s against the rules?”
“Don’t remind me,” Valerie moaned, covering her face with one hand. “I’m such a hypocrite.”
“You do know that other people have relationships in the workplace, right?”
“I know they try, but I shut it down whenever I catch wind of it. What? Why are you laughing?”
“You don’t shut anything down, Valerie. You just make people sneakier.”
“What?”
“Did you really think you could successfully tell anyone who to love? You should know that never works.”
“Do you mean to tell me that people are having secret against-the-rules relationships right now without my knowledge?”
Ella nodded, her lips twitching. “Sorry to be the one to break it to you.”
“This—this is unacceptable!” Valerie spluttered. “Who is breaking the rules in this manner?”