Chapter Fourteen
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
ALEX
“Addison!” I call out the moment I walk in the door, my phone still clutched in my hand. The house is quiet, which is such a rarity that I’m momentarily confused.
Addison appears at the top of the stairs, her dark hair falling around her face and her body covered in just a white tank top and tight black shorts. My dick clamors its approval at the sight of her, as it always does.
“What is it?” Her expression shifts from concern to hope when she takes in the smile plastered on my face. Her lips tip up, her exquisite golden eyes lighting.
“Where are the boys?” I ask, not wanting them to overhear my news.
“At soccer camp,” she answers, beginning her descent down the wide staircase. “Tell me!”
“Taren dropped the petition. She left her new husband and took up with some older guy who’s more loaded than either of us.” I know my grin is wicked.
“Oh my God!” she shouts, running down the rest of the stairs before launching herself fully at me. I catch her in my arms and hold on tight. “I can’t believe it! You must be so happy!” she practically screeches in my ear.
At this moment, everything in my life is damn near perfect. My kids are safe, and I have this soft, gorgeous, generous girl in my arms. Life doesn’t get better than this. I squeeze her, and she lets out a yelp of laughter before pulling back and smacking my arm.
I don’t wait for a signal or for permission. Addison is mine and I’m going to show her that I’m hers too. My mouth crashes down on hers with all the intensity I’ve had building inside me over the last weeks. She gasps in surprise, and I take the opportunity to invade her mouth with my tongue, stroking and exploring hers with mine.
After the surprise of my kiss subsides, she moans and joins in wholeheartedly, her tongue dueling with mine and her hands delving into my hair. She rakes my scalp with her nails, and I feel it all the way down to my cock.
My tongue retreats, and I bite down on her lower lip as I’ve been longing to do since the day I met her. She lets out the sexiest little growl I’ve ever heard, and it sends me beyond the point of no return. Hands on the backs of her thighs, I hoist her up, securing her legs behind my back before I climb the stairs to my bedroom. I slide my hands to her ass and squeeze. Damn, she’s perfection.
“I need to have you,” I grunt, letting my mouth skim down her neck.
“Yes,” she responds instantly.
I kick the bedroom door shut and stride to the bed, where I lay her down and put a knee on the bed, drawing my body over hers and bending for another kiss.
She yanks my dress shirt from my waistband and runs her fingers along the skin of my lower stomach, sending shivers across my abdomen. She starts on the buttons, but I push her hands aside and just lift the damn thing over my head, t-shirt and all. She removes her tank top just as quickly, and I dispense with her bra, revealing those gorgeous firm breasts tipped with tight pink nipples. I groan and lean forward to take one in my mouth.
She shimmies her shorts down while I lick and suck on her tits, and she whimpers when I bite down on one rosy bud while pinching the other between my thumb and forefinger. I’m getting impatient, so I remove my hands to discard my pants and boxer briefs until I lay over her, naked and hard as a fucking rock. The only thing standing between us is the thin barrier of her panties, which I can already feel are soaking wet.
“You’re wet for me, aren’t you?” I murmur into her breast.
“Obviously,” she replies in an impatient tone.
She squirms beneath me, and I grin as I hook the sides of her panties in my fingers and draw them down her legs. It’s only then that I finally get to feel her pussy. I skim my fingers over her folds and through the slick evidence of her desire before delving two fingers inside her. She moans and reaches for me. I position myself over her again, licking up her neck and sucking her earlobe into my mouth while her hands caress the muscles of my arms and back. It feels fucking amazing.
My fingers continue to move in and out of her pussy, making sure to pay attention to her clit as well. She writhes and moans, calling my name out until she finally breaks, the pulsing walls of her pussy milking my fingers and making me wish to god it was my cock instead. Once the tremors subside, she gasps in deep breaths and I lift my head to see her sated expression. I bring my hand to my mouth and suck her juices off my fingers while she watches, wide-eyed.
“God, you taste amazing,” I hold her eyes until I’ve licked my fingers clean.
When I stand to reach into the bedside table for a condom, my cock bobs at full attention, and I can feel her eyes on it while she continues catching her breath. I rip the condom packet open with my teeth and roll it onto my cock before looking at her again.
Eyes wide, she glances from my cock to my face and back again, repeating the motions two more times before finally saying, “Um…wow.”
Then she reaches her arms up in invitation.