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It started to feel like they were both wearing ten layers of clothes, and Addie wanted them off. She moved her hand to the side of Giselle’s neck, then down her collarbone to the neckline of her white coat.
Addie let her hand rest there, still kissing Giselle urgently. Giselle reached up and guided Addie’s hand over her clothes to her breast. Addie cupped it and ran her thumb over the nipple, which she could just barely feel through the thick material.
Addie heard herself give another moan from the back of her throat, which wasn’t the most dignified sound, but luckily Giselle also groaned and arched her back to press her breast more firmly into Addie’s grasp.
Giselle pulled her face away from Addie’s and looked at her. Addie realized how tightly she was grabbing Giselle, one hand on her boob and one on her lower back, and Addie relaxed her hold slightly, anticipating the mumbled apology and awkward goodbye she’d been dreading, but she wasn’t physically able to let go of Giselle.
Giselle moved to Addie again, stepping out of her sensible medium-heeled shoes as she did so, and kissed Addie’s mouth, then Addie’s neck, then pressed her open mouth against Addie’s skin and ran her tongue along Addie’s collarbone.
Addie gave an audible sharp intake of breath as her level of being turned on ampedup further, beyond what she’d thought was possible. The reaction wasn’t just from the unexpected feeling of Giselle’s mouth on Addie’s body, but the realization that Giselle wanted Addie’s clothes off.
“Clothes?” It was all Addie could manage to get out.
“Clothes,” Giselle replied, even though it sounded more like a question.
Giselle undid the buttons of Addie’s shirt as Addie undid her pants button and short zipper. As Giselle pulled the shirt open, Addie felt a moment’s gratitude. It was early on in her washing cycle, so she happened to be wearing a new-ish pale blue lace bra and black briefs.
As Addie stepped out of her pants and flat shoes, Giselle ran her hand slowly down Addie’s side, looking at Addie’s body appreciatively until her fingers came to rest where the top of Addie’s undies met Addie’s hipbone.
Giselle reached back with both hands and undid her bra, taking it off and letting it fall to the floor.
Giselle placed both hands on the back of Addie’s neck as she kissed her. Giselle’skisses became deeper and more uncontrolled as Addie put both her hands on Giselle’s breasts, feeling their heavy softness and the nipples starting to harden.
Addie stroked them with her thumbs. Giselle gripped Addie’s shoulders tightly and her deep breaths became soft moans as Addie brought her mouth to Giselle’s right breast and then her left, exploring with her lips and tongue until Giselle’s nipples were hard and had darkened to a deeper shade of pink.
Addie undid her own bra and slid it off. Giselle breathed in sharp bursts. The curve of Giselle’s torso up to her hips was pronounced and beautiful, her skin incredibly soft.
As Addie’s gaze slid over Giselle’s body back to her breasts, Giselle moved her hand to gently run the tips of her fingers around Addie’s still-erect nipple.
Addie inhaled sharply and met Giselle’s gaze.
Giselle smiled slightly. “I like the way you look at me,” she said.
“What do you mean?” Addie asked.
“You make me feel perfect.”
“Well, aren’t you?”
Addie held Giselle’s gaze. She couldn’t believe she was in her office with her bra unclasped and her nipples peeking out. She could believe, however, that she loved every bit of this feeling.
“I love the way you kiss me,” Giselle said.
“I think you stole my line,” Addie replied.
Soon they were both daringly naked and Addie kissed Giselle deeply and intensely, enjoying the feeling of their bodies being smooshed together again. Then she moved even lower, kissing Giselle’s body—her breasts, dropping to her knees to kiss her belly under her navel, and the points of her hipbones.
“You’re so—” Giselle gasped in appreciation, but she couldn’t get to the end of the sentence.
She let out another gasp when Addie kissed the inside of her upper thigh, and she opened her legs wide. Addie moved her tongue slowly up, and Giselle’s gasps became a moan of pleasure as Addie started working her clit.
Giselle started to move her hips in a rocking motion, which became slightly fasteras Addie focused the motion of her tongue in long hungry strokes through Giselle’s wetness. Addie increased the pressure as she hit Giselle’s clitoris and Giselle let out a ragged sigh.
Giselle’s rocking motion increased pulling Addie’s head in tightly to grind against it. No longer was Addie in control of the pleasure she was giving, Giselle was taking it from her and it felt incredible as Addie lost herself in the taste and sensation of her. Giselle’s breaths became ragged as she moved against Addie, and each of her thrusts was punctuated with a loud groan of pleasure.
Then Giselle’s hand clutched the back of Addie’s neck and she moaned Addie’s name. Addie looked up at her as Giselle pulled her tightly in toward her pussy until she could barely breathe, saying,
“I want you here with me, Addie. I want youhere.”