'I don't usually wear underwear to bed, just to clarify. I put some on when I leave my room, just in case I have a visitor.'

Hecate confirmed that she'd thought so. They'd finally had the chance to talk after the long hours they'd spent being otherwise engaged earlier. It was wonderful to snuggle up close and to speak of their thoughts.

'I would have loved for you to have seduced me. I would have given myself to you completely.'

'That wouldn't have been appropriate back then, Hecate' Ada said gently. Hecate was lying half on top of her, nose buried in her neck, their breaths evening out as they came down from their latest high.

'I know. But for a long time afterwards I fantasised about you taking charge and doing things to me. Things I could hardly imagine and didn't know I wanted even. I didn't know if I would ever see you again but I didn't want to be the same person regardless. I remember you said once that everyone takes their own time to go through their journey.'

'I spoke from experience. I'm glad you did just that.'

Hecate wondered if Dimity knew what she was insinuating when she prattled on about Ada in the car. Her house was nice and quiet, her cat was friendly, she baked like a dream and so on. All things that Hecate liked. She'd gleaned the information in a roundabout manner that Ada was single. Dimity had said that she'd always lived alone, not that it had stopped her suitors, of which she seemed to have had plenty of. She just didn't feel the need to clutter up her house with another person. That appealed to Hecate the most. She needed her personal space too. The wavering hope that she'd be able to reconnect with Ada had burst in her heart.

'I'm actually glad it happened this way. I never realised you thought about me like that but even if I had, I wouldn't have wanted to approach you, to overwhelm you when you weren't ready.'

'I appreciate that. I appreciate how you treated me, most of all. I'm sure you would have given me what I wanted, been gentle with me and spoiled me, made me feel safe. I did want that.'

'Of course I would have. That's what you deserve. And I think that's still what you want now. I'd be more than happy to oblige. It's been a while since I reacted this strongly to someone. I'm surprised at myself, to be honest. But I can't deny that I find your confidence attractive.'

Hecate sighed contentedly.

'Not that I didn't love what you did to me this morning. My God, you're good.' Hecate's spine tingled when hearing this low toned praise and she shivered in delight. Ada had not been reticent in bed. All the time that Hecate mercilessly screwed her with two fingers, three fingers, that vibrator Ada kept in her drawer, no matter how hard she sucked and flicked her tongue over every inch of eager nipple, that willing clit, Ada had been able to keep up. She'd allowed herself to be pinned down, fucked from behind, halfway off the bed even and she'd relaxed into it effortlessly, letting Hecate position her anyway she wanted, enjoying every minute of it. The alternating wild and soft moans, the way her back arched when being stroked and scratched, every sound that came out of her mouth had had the desired effect of making Hecate's own nipples harden. The way she'd clenched and fluttered around Hecate's long strong fingers had excited her immensely. It made Hecate yearn to know how hard Ada would fuck her if they switched.

Even so, she knew that both of them were capable of more.

'You held back' Hecate accused her mildly.

Ada tilted her head and looked at her with a naughty gleam in her eye.

'Of course I did. But you've not had your turn yet.'

For all her bravado, Hecate trembled with anticipation. They'd retired at a respectable midnight, being greeted happily by Pendell at the door, both of them intentionally clear headed. When dawn was on the way, Hecate had woken up, feeling refreshed and alert. She opened her bedroom door and there was Ada, waiting for her across the corridor. She motioned Hecate to come inside, taken off her nightgown, nothing underneath it. Hecate had walked her backwards to the bed and took her face in her hands, no discussion needed. At some point, Ada had straddled Hecate and indulged her in the deepest, most intense kissing, fingers skilfully tracing the line of her jaw, her neck, the contours of her body. It was the perfect aperitif, slowing them down to a point of intimacy they'd hardly imagined would transpire between them. When Hecate could bear the throbbing inbetween her thighs no longer, her hunger aroused, she threw Ada backwards, securing her thighs snugly around her, seeing her satisfied grin, realising that Ada had Hecate where she wanted her. Ada stroked her arm and with the merest bite of her lip, spurred Hecate on with boundless energy. Her heart soared knowing that Ada really did want to be thoroughly fucked in every way possible and made it her mission to satisfy the other woman until daylight peeked through the curtains.

Ada was stroking the hand resting carelessly over her belly. Hecate turned her head and kissed down her neck in response. Ada enjoyed it for a minute and then sat up, stopping Hecate in her tracks. She got out of bed.

'Now, no more of that. We've got a wedding to prepare for.'

Hecate groaned quietly and smushed her face into the pillow at the thought of all that smug ceremony.

'If you're very good and behave yourself, you'll get a treat before dawn' promised Ada playfully. Hecate removed her face from the pillow and stared at her.

'Any way you'd like' Ada continued softly. 'For as long as you'd like.'

Hecate sat bolt upright, a flicker of yearning in her eyes. She smiled slightly. Ada leaned forward to kiss her. She could hardly wait to find out what kind of noises Hecate would make when being attended to. It was going to be her turn to scream into the pillows tonight and God, it was going to be incredible.