Self-control be damned.
For a moment they stood there. Beautiful Toni in her silk robe, waiting for more of an invitation or permission or something. So Addie blurted the only thing she could think. “I understand why they wore those drawers. I can’t bend or anything.”
Toni stared at her for a second before she laughed. “I really did miss you, you know?”
“Good. If I could, I’d…,” Addie started, but she didn’t quite know the words for what she wanted as Toni stared at her like she was starving.
“What would you do, Lady Adelaine?” Toni challenged.
“Touch you. Show you that I missed you.”
Toni stepped around her and locked the door and turned to face Addie again. “What if, since I’m not trapped in a corset, you just stand there and look gorgeous for me? Would that work? Will you let me make you feel good, Addie?”
For a moment, Addie felt like it was the first night all over again. She trembled as Toni took her hand and led her to the wall farthest from the door. A chair was there to her side as they stepped around a privacy screen. “In case someone comes looking for you after they realize you aren’t in your assigned room…”
Toni slid her robe off as she stared at Addie, and then she took two hands full of Addie’s dress and heaved them upward. “Hold this a moment.”
Addie did so, and Toni knelt on the floor. She stared up at Addie. “You’re going to want to lean against that wall, love.” She shot her eyes to the chair. “Hold the top of the chair if you need it for balance.”
“How? The dress…”
“Trust me.” Toni gripped Addie’s calf and lifted her leg, so it was draped over Toni’s shoulder. The tank top had such narrow straps that Addie’s bare thigh was touching Toni’s bare shoulder.
That shouldn’t be sexy. It’s ashoulder.
“I fucking love these drawers,” Toni said, her breath hot against Addie’s skin.
“I wore them for you,” Addie confessed.
“May I put my mouth on you, Lady Stewart? Finally?” Toni asked, staring up at her now. “Show you exactly how much I missed you?”
Addie trembled at the thought. They’d touched, but this… this was more. It was a different sort of intimate. Even when she’d been angry at Toni, Addie had thought about this, and she wanted it.
Toni said softly, “If you aren’t ready—”
“You don’t have to… do that,” Addie interrupted.
Toni kissed Addie’s thigh. “Iwantto, Addie. I have wanted to go down on you since the moment you walked into the bar like my very own fantasy come to life. I want to taste you, smell you, drink you. If you aren’t ready, I can wait, but if you are ready… I would love nothing more than having my mouth on you.” She licked Addie’s thigh. “Say the word. Yes or no, love?”
Addie was almost embarrassed by how wet she was already. She nodded.
“Say the words for me,” Toni ordered.
“Please, Professor…”
“Please what, Lady Adelaine?”
“I want your mouth…” Addie’s words faltered as Toni nipped her thigh. “Your mouth…”
“Mmm?” Toni murmured as she kissed Addie thigh a little higher.
“I want to imagine being at a ball with you under there hidden…,” Addie managed to say, even as her entire body felt like it was on fire.
“Such a wicked lady,” Toni whispered, her breath brushing over Addie’s bared sex. Her tongue darted out briefly.
The noise Addie made was desperate. There was no other word to do it justice. Raw need ripped through Addie, and she said, “Toni. I need… you. Your mouth. Your tongue, your hands. Please?”
“I want you to think about this later,” Toni ordered. “Me right here where no one else has been…”
