Page 36 of Toni and Addie Go Viral

Toni

Role-play had never really been Toni’s thing, but as she was hidden under the voluminous skirt of a woman who was begging and whimpering for more, Toni decided this was about to become her top fantasy for lonely nights at home.

Memory, not fantasy.

Under the thick fabric, Toni was grateful that she was nearly naked.

It was sweltering, dark, and the scent of a woman was enough to make her wish she had a free hand to ease herself to the orgasm that was only barely out of reach already.

Ambrosia. The scent and taste of a woman was as close to divine as any experience in her life, and right now, right here, with this woman, Toni felt like a god.

Addie was saturating all of Toni’s senses, and Toni could no longer remember any reason she’d want to be anywhere but right here.

“Toni… so… right… yes. ”

Toni gripped Addie’s hips as Addie found her release. Does this count as makeup sex? Toni held her steady for another moment before freeing herself from Addie’s heavy skirt. Toni was on her knees staring up at the woman who had filled far too many hours of Toni’s thoughts.

Toni wiped her chin as she sat back on her haunches and looked up at her. “Thank you.”

Addie gave her a languid smile. “I think that’s my line.”

“I enjoyed myself, Addie. Trust me on that. I would start every day with my mouth on you if that was feasible.” Toni didn’t want to think too long about the weight that slipped from her shoulders when she’d realized that Addie hadn’t rejected her—or the truth in her own admission.

It was absurd, really, but Toni consoled herself in her panic by reiterating to herself that they had become friends.

Sometimes naked friends, but just friends.

That was why she was off-kilter now. No one likes fighting with a friend.

Especially friends who say “really?” in that breathy, hopeful tone that Addie does when she’s surprised, Toni mocked herself. Or friends who haunt your dreams naked but listening to you tell them your every worry and panic.

Toni wasn’t about to let anyone have the kind of power over her that came from a relationship.

But if I did… it would be her.

Addie reached down and cupped Toni’s face between her hands. “Come up here. I still can’t bend well.”

Toni stood, and Addie all but fell into her embrace.

“I don’t want to get your skirt all wet.” Toni tried to pull her hips away a little.

“Oh?” Addie’s went wide.

“I enjoyed that,” Toni stressed. “A lot. If your skirt is up against me, I’ll leave a wet spot.”

Addie stepped back and looked down at Toni’s damp underwear. “Oh.”

Toni couldn’t repress the laugh that bubbled out of her. “I told you I wanted to…” Her words faded as Addie slipped her hand into Toni’s underwear.

“I can’t bend at the waist or anything, but my hands work fine.” Addie made a throaty noise when she discovered just how much Toni had enjoyed being on her knees. “I want to try that on you. You could teach me how.”

“Okay” was all Toni managed to say. Between Addie’s fingers and the image of Addie’s mouth of her, Toni was not anywhere near articulate.

“Can you move to the side and put your foot up on the chair I was holding?” Addie asked, frowning slightly. “I want more access.”

This time, Toni didn’t try to hide her groan. She did what Addie asked, watching as Addie parted her lips and sighed. The angle meant that Toni could see herself in the dressing mirror. “Addie.”

“Do you like seeing yourself?” Addie’s free hand curled around Toni’s low back, as if she was afraid Toni would step away.

“I like seeing you touching me,” Toni said. “Your expressions.”

“I love the feel of you right here,” Addie said guilelessly as her fingers glided over Toni’s slick flesh. “And knowing you’re so wet from… touching me, I like that, too.”

“From licking you,” Toni correctly. “Tasting you.”

“Teach me.” Addie stared at her. “Teach me how to make you feel like that.”

“Like what?” Toni prompted, wanting to hear the words Addie would use to describe her first time having oral sex.

“Desperate.” Addie’s fingers moved faster.

“Like I would do anything for you, for that feeling. Like there are stars exploding inside me.” She leaned closer.

The hand on Toni’s back slipped down to cup Toni’s ass.

“Like I will die if you stop. Like my own touch will never be this good. No one else will ever compare. Just you.”

Addie’s fingers slowed down.

“Don’t stop,” Toni urged.

The smile Addie gave her was feminine power personified. “Why?”

And Toni almost whimpered. “Because I need…”

“What? Ask me,” Addie insisted. Her voice trembled slightly, but she still said the words. “What do you want from me, Toni?”

“Touch me, Addie. Harder. Faster. Now. Please?” Toni turned her head and kissed her softly, and when she pulled back, she whispered, “I need you. Not someone else. You. ”

Addie smiled and gave Toni what she desperately needed in that moment, fingers flying faster and faster until Toni reached a level of bliss she’d rarely found.

Toni buried her face against Addie’s throat.

“You destroy me, love,” Toni whispered, hoping that Addie didn’t realize exactly how true those words were. She was in too far, interested in Addie far too seriously, and as Toni stood there in her sodden underwear, she couldn’t fathom how she’d let Addie go after this weekend.

Or ever.

“I missed you,” Addie murmured. “I wanted to tell you about filming every day, but I couldn’t…”

“I didn’t call or keep emailing because I thought you didn’t want to hear from me,” Toni confessed.

“Even when I sent flowers, you said nothing, so…” She shrugged awkwardly, as she had her arms around Addie, who was making no move to put distance between them.

“I would’ve loved to hear how things were going out there. ”

“Or to talk to me about how the book is going?” Addie said in an obviously insecure voice.

Toni pulled back, so she could stare at her. “Yes. Maybe we can talk on the phone or video chat after the weekend.”

Addie blinked like she was going to cry. “I thought you left without a word because you were disappointed or didn’t enjoy—”

Her words were lost as Toni covered her mouth in a kiss. When she pulled back again, Toni said, “Not at all. I overslept because some lovely creature kept me up all night, and I had to get through several stock signings before my flight home.”

“Oh. What’s a stock signing?”

“I stop at a store, sign the copies of The Whitechapel Widow that they have in stock, meet the booksellers. Repeat at the next store.” Toni gave Addie a look. “My agent had to buy me perfume because I went to the lobby smelling like your delicious—”

Addie clapped a hand over her mouth to end Toni’s words. “Oh. My. Goodness. She must think I’m awful.”

Toni licked Addie’s palm, making Addie let out a yelp that resulted in one of those deep belly laughs that Toni so rarely had. “Yep. I smelled like overpriced perfume all day because I didn’t want to turn on the shower and risk disturbing the beautiful woman who grumbled at me in her sleep.”

When Toni stepped back, she felt the loss of Addie’s presence instantly. Without thinking, she reached out and twined her fingers around Addie’s. “Emily was thrilled, actually. Not about my being late, but I am apparently worse than an angry bear when I’m celibate.”

Toni briefly debated telling Addie that Emily sent the first bouquet of flowers, or telling her Emily was so grateful to her that she spent her own money to send them to Addie, but Toni was fairly sure that would sound rude, so she said, “Did you like either of the bouquets?”

“Obviously!” Addie said. “I was so hurt the first time, though…” She glanced away. “And the housekeeping staff woke me that morning, and I just felt—”

“I’m sorry.” Toni cupped Addie’s face in her hands so she could stare into her eyes. “I didn’t think you’d sleep that late, and I left a note.…”

“One my dentist could send,” Addie grumbled.

“You have sex with your dentist?” Toni teased, biting back a flicker of absurd possessiveness.

Addie swatted her arm. “Perv.”

“That’s a no?”

For a moment, Addie simply stared at her, and Toni felt completely ridiculous. “Yes, Toni, it’s a no. Just you. Have I mentioned that? I was fairly sure I had.”

“You did… I think I might like hearing it.” Toni paused before she admitted, “So maybe I’m a little more possessive than I realized.”

“You think?”

“I don’t want you in anyone else’s bed while we are… together,” Toni finished the sentence awkwardly. There wasn’t an exact word for what they were. “Fucking” sounded crude. “Friends who get naked” might be offensive. “I like hearing I’m the only one touching you.”

Addie stared at her and said firmly, “Only you, but I was un touched by any hand but my own until you.… You, however, have had a long string of lovers. So I’m the one who probably ought to be worrying here.”

“No worries. You’ve been the only one in my bed since the night we met.” Toni cleared her throat awkwardly. “Maybe we can set a time to talk after the weekend? Make sure you don’t lose my number again…?”

“Honestly? I deleted it because I was upset,” Addie blurted out.

“I figured that out, Addie. Maybe next time I piss you off, we can try to talk first?” Toni suggested gently. “I was in a bookstore signing my books, and there were too many people around to say anything personal to you.”

“Did I mention that I’m a little impulsive in both good ways and in my temper?” Addie asked with a sheepish smile.

“Worth it.” Toni turned away as she said it, though. Admitting just how much she liked Addie was a danger she couldn’t allow. Addie was precious, and Toni was certain she’d end up hurting her if she tried to get too close.

After a long quiet pause, Addie asked, “Want to go explore the grounds before dinner?”