11. Lost In You
CHAPTER 11
Lost In You
H eath’s condo might not have been a home, but the moment his lips touched Addy’s, he was home.
Her taste was addictive, like her silky hair, her expressive eyes, and the body she hid under goofy flannel and fuzzy sweaters.
Right now, he wanted to see her, to explore her without a layer in sight. But he wouldn’t rush her. He was an adult. It wouldn’t kill him.
Addy moaned into his mouth and pulled herself more tightly into him. He put his hands on that glorious ass and boosted her. She hopped up to wrap her legs around him, putting their mouths on a level.
Her hands ran through his hair, and when they broke the kiss, her breath was shaky. She grinned at him and wiggled against his erection. “Hi there.”
Heath laughed and squeezed her ass, making her breath hitch. “Hi.”
Then they dove into another kiss that had him wondering if his knees were up to what holding Addy in his arms did to him.
Lust. Like. Love. More lust.
More. He wanted more.
The nearest surface was his couch, and he hoped it wasn’t out of reach. His entire body was on fire. He struggled the few yards, then flopped onto his back on his couch, taking Addy with him and making her laugh. “Smooth.”
He grinned up at her. “It was that, or my knees were giving out. The things you do to me, Addison Syrette.”
She wiggled against his erection. “The feeling is very mutual, Heath Wilcox. Any ideas what we should do about that?” Her eyes were dancing with fun and desire, a fascinating combination.
Heath ran his hands under the oversized sweater she’d worn for the trip. “I might have a few dozen ideas. Or a few hundred.”
A soft gasp dropped from her lips, and she ground against him. “I like the sound of that.”
He brushed his thumbs over her nipples. Even through the t-shirt and the bra, she felt amazing. Her nipples pebbled, and she leaned into his hands.
Then she sat up further, and he worried she’d changed her mind. Instead, she pulled off her sweater and the t-shirt, leaving her in a cotton bra that matched her skin tone.
He ran his fingers along the edges, and her breathing picked up as their gazes locked. “Pretty. So damn pretty, Addy.”
Her smile bloomed, and when he reached around to unsnap her bra, she leaned forward to give him better access.
He felt like he had at seventeen. Fumbling. Nervous. So damn ready and worried he’d explode before she’d orgasmed at least once. He’d managed that feat at seventeen, and he wasn’t screwing it up this time either.
The bra went flying, and his hands cupped her beautiful breasts. She gasped his name, and her body shuddered. He reared up and put his mouth on her.
Addy breathed his name and he could feel the shivers on her skin. He wanted more. Wanted to see her losing her mind with pleasure. Wanted to see her shivering on the edges of the orgasm until it consumed her.
This woman was his everything. Always had been, and now he knew she was the mother of his child.
He flipped them over and then slid down her body to kiss her stomach. How beautiful she would have been with her round belly and pregnancy glow. There was no question that she would have glowed. Even through the fear, she’d have been so happy to be pregnant, to be a mother.
He’d missed it all, but he could relive it with her over the years. He would hear the stories and see the pictures. Because Addy understood and she wanted to share.
He kissed his way down to the top of her leggings. In seconds, he’d stripped them off, along with her pink panties and polka-dot socks.
Then he sat back on his heels for a moment just to look. Addy spread out before him like the best feast a man could ask for. He wanted her to know she was treasured. She was loved.
Was it too soon for the words? Would she believe them at this moment?
Heath ran his hands gently up the outside of her thighs and then repeated the motion on the inside. She arched off the couch, so responsive to his touch. And he’d barely started to touch. “I’m going to kiss every beautiful inch.”
He lifted a foot and started there, working his way up to the sensitive spot behind her knee. When he reached the juncture of her thighs, he looked up to find her gaze locked on him.
Her eyes sparkled with emotion, and color sat high on her cheeks. “You’re so beautiful, Addy. Inside and out. I can’t wait to see you fly apart.”
Her sharp intake of breath had him grinning, and that flush on her cheeks extended down over her neck and to her breasts. He let his eyes travel over that flush as his fingers teased between her legs.
Then he ducked his head and licked. Her head dropped back, and her sexy moan had him grinning even as his body tightened further.
When his tongue dipped inside, her body shuddered again, and she started panting his name.
A ddy hadn’t even floated back from the best orgasm of her life before Heath’s strong arms lifted her, and she was floating again.
He placed her gently on a mattress and she managed to flutter open her eyes to watch him strip down. A sight she definitely didn’t want to miss.
She couldn’t stop the hungry sound when he yanked the t-shirt over his head with one hand. He grinned at her and made short work of the rest.
His teenage athletic frame had grown into a man’s fit body. Strong and muscular with abs she planned to lick. When she told him that, his body tightened in the most impressive way, making her smile and sit up.
He pointed at her. “Nope. I’ve got the most amazing plans for you, and if you follow up with the promise I see in those eyes, I’m going to go off as fast as I did when I was seventeen.”
That made her laugh. “I don’t remember having any complaints. And after that orgasm that just sent me to Saturn and back, I think it’s your turn.”
She watched his eyes gleam in response to her words, but as he strode forward, he kept motioning for her to lie back on the bed.
When he got close enough, he poked her shoulder lightly with one finger. She fell back willingly, and when his weight pressed her into the mattress, she wrapped her arms around him and battled back the onrush of tears. “This feels so right. So perfect. I’ve missed you so much, Heath.”
He buried his head into her shoulder, and his deep breaths told her how close he was to losing control. “Same here Addy. I’ve missed you every damn day. Let me show you.”
A woman would be ridiculous to argue with that.
Their mouths crashed together in a kiss that banished the sappy tears and sent her spiraling back into a world of pleasure.
As they kissed, their hands roamed and touched and teased.
They rolled across the bed and back again as they reached for areas that hadn’t been caressed, spots that hadn’t been kissed.
They bumped noses, missed kisses, and laughed between growls and gasps of pleasure.
Heath’s body was larger, stronger, and more beautiful than before. His patience was infinite as he found every spot on her that brought her pleasure.
She hadn’t known her body could react like this. For so long, her libido had been dormant. There’d been no time in her life for pleasure. She hadn’t cared.
Now, she wasn’t sure how she’d coped without feeling this way.
When she felt the next orgasm closing in, she grabbed Heath’s shoulders. “I want you inside me.”
He grinned, reached for the nightstand and grabbed a condom.
“Next time, I get to put it on you, Zaagi .”
“Deal.”
And then he rolled them over until she straddled him. “Take me in, Addy.”
His hands stayed on her hips as she lowered herself onto his erection. With each slow inch she descended, his hands tightened and flexed. Their breathing turned to pants.
When he was fully inside her, she leaned her head back to absorb all the sensations, all the emotions.
Then she locked her gaze with him and saw her emotions returned.
She rolled her hips and watched pleasure flare in his eyes. At first she kept the pace slow, but the feelings were too big to contain.
His name dropped from her lips like a prayer, and he growled her name in return.
Heath.
Addy.
Heath.
Addy.
The orgasm shot through her like a supernova. Every part of her spasmed and expanded with joy. Heath shouted her name and followed her over into the bliss.