Chapter 25
Twenty-Five
ELI
There was a thread of tension running between Addie and me as we walked the twenty-minute journey back to our flat. We were laden with bags, just the wrong side of heavy for arms already exhausted by an hour of rock climbing.
Our legs were moving quickly as we ate up the ground. She kept throwing glances my way, and I was doing the same.
Now that we had addressed what was clearly simmering between us, the possibilities felt endless.
But they couldn’t be. No matter how much a part of my brain wanted all the possibilities, we had both agreed to just once.
A way to get it out of our systems.
As we approached the red brick of our flat, our pace managed to get even quicker.
She dropped two of her three bags, full of cushions and a rug (that I think I hated, but she clearly loved, so I could grow to do the same) and pulled her keys out of her bag.
She missed the lock the first time and took a steadying breath before trying again.
Our flat was sun-warm and bright when we stepped into it, dropping our haul messily into the hallway. While we toed off our shoes, we kept sneaking glances before we both straightened up and faced each other.
Addie’s chest was rising and falling quickly. A bead of sweat made its way down her neck and between her breasts before it disappeared under her sports bra. Her eyes were a shade of green that I couldn’t identify because it was getting eaten up by the black of her pupils.
I took a step forward. She took one back.
Rinse and repeat until she was pressed against the back of the sofa. Her hands clasped around the leather.
I ran a finger along her arm, and she shivered at the touch, until I reached her neck. I curled my palm around the back of her neck, and the other one came to cup her face.
“Can I kiss you?”
She didn’t answer verbally. Instead, she tilted her face to bring her mouth onto mine.
Her hands wound into the hair on the nape of my neck.
I swept my tongue along her lips before she opened her mouth and let me in.
This kiss felt frantic but measured. Fevered yet perfect.
The feel of her lips against mine was the sweetest feeling in the world, and I wanted more.
Addie broke the kiss first, her hand running down my back before it came around and cupped my cock. She squeezed gently, and my hips pressed into the touch.
I stepped away.
Her eyes were even darker now. Her chest heaving, her lips swollen and wet.
I wanted to devour her.
“Get on the sofa,” I said. My voice sounded deep, even to me. Want crawled through my body as I held eye contact with Addie while she moved around the sofa, and I followed her. She fell heavily onto it, her legs dropping open.
“I’m warning you now, there is no sexy way to remove a pair of slightly sweaty leggings.” Her voice was light, but there was a thread of tension running through it.
I dropped down to my knees in the space between her legs, and her fingers curled around the edge of the sofa.
I swept my hands up her legs before I hooked my fingers into the waistband of her leggings and started pulling.
Addie lifted her hips as I tugged. They got stuck on her thighs for a moment before I pulled harder and dragged them down the rest of her legs.
I threw them over my shoulder and watched as Addie pulled her underwear to the side, exposing the dark blush of her slick pussy.
“Can I?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. She nodded once, and my hands grabbed her thighs, encouraging her legs to open wider so I could drape them over my shoulders. My face moved in closer to her wet heat, and I replaced the fingers holding her underwear with my own.
I took one final look at Addie, and when she gave the smallest of nods, I licked along the length of her pussy, letting her taste flood my mouth.
Addie whined above me. I spread her open further with my other hand and started teasing her clit before I moved down to her entrance, fucking her slowly with my tongue until her hips started rocking frantically against my face.
I inserted a finger, alongside my tongue, and drew a low whine from her that made my cock throb.
I swept my tongue back up to focus on her clit and increased the speed of my finger.
Addie whined again. A more broken one this time. Maybe my new favourite sound.
“Fuck, you’re so tight,” I said before I added another finger. Addie’s hand grabbed the back of my head, and she pulled my hair. Not hard enough to hurt, but hard enough to send a jolt of pleasure to my desperate cock.
I groaned against her, which made her whine again.
“Eli, I need you to fuck me right now. Please, I need you.” She sounded breathless as she tried to pull my face away from where it was buried against her.
I rested my head on her thigh as I slowed but didn’t remove my fingers. From here, I could see a scar that ran along the crease of it. A thin white line embedded in the brown of her skin. I licked along it and got another whine from above me. Interesting.
I looked up at her. Her lower lip was more swollen now, like she had been biting it. My cock twitched this time. “I’ll only fuck you if you come for me first. Do you think you can do that?”
I resumed fucking her lazily with my fingers, watching her chest stutter and her eyes flutter as she rocked her hips against my fingers.
“I could. But I would rather come on your cock.”
I paused my fingers. “Hard limit?” I asked.
“Huh?” Her fingers scratched along my scalp.
“Can you do both? Come now and again on my cock, or is it a one or the other situation?”
She tilted her head and rocked her hips. “I can do both. The second just might take a while.”
That sounded like I had just been granted more time for our ‘just once’. I had no idea if I was capable of lasting beyond the initial thrust into Addie, but I would make it work for the chance to extend this for as long as possible.
“Fine with me. You want my cock, you’ve gotta come for me first.”
I added one more finger and started working the skin where the scar lived with my mouth, as Addie’s thighs started shaking. She was close.
I released the skin, now flushed a deep pink, and went back to her clit. Flicking my tongue over it quickly until her thighs became a vice, pinning my head in place as her pussy started clenching around my fingers.
“Fuck, Eli!” Addie screamed as she came for me. It took everything in me not to come in my shorts.
Fuck, Eli.
It sounded even better this time around.
I kept licking her until she gently tugged on my hair. With one final kiss, I slipped my fingers out of her and fell back on my knees. Her legs fell off my shoulders and onto the floor, but they stayed spread. She was perfectly exposed and open. For me.
I needed a minute.
I stood up too quickly, blood surprisingly rushing to my head, and held my hand out to her.
“Bedroom. Now.”
“Why are you still dressed?” she asked as she followed me down the hall.
“You aren’t exactly fully naked either,” I teased.
She dropped my hand, and before I had fully turned around to see why, I was being hit in the chest by a bra. I looked down at the piece of fabric and then at Addie.
Who was naked.
Miles of light brown skin, glowing in the afternoon sunlight.
And a silver barbell pierced through one dark brown peaked nipple.
I dragged my eyes away from it and down the rest of her body, taking it all in.
“You still have socks on,” I said dumbly. But it got an eye roll out of her, and something warm bloomed through me.
“I’ll take my socks off when you remove a single item of clothing.” She crossed her arms across her chest, which made her breasts look even fuller.
I reached behind me with one hand and pulled at the collar of my T-shirt, tugging it over my head and letting it get tangled up with her bra as I removed it.
Addie had dropped her arms and was now looking at me with something that could only be described as both awe and anger.
“What have I done now?” I asked.
“That was just a lot hotter than I was expecting, and I’m confused by my reaction,” she said as she tugged her socks off and threw them in the direction of her room.
“Sorry?”
“You should be. Do anything like that again and we won’t even make it to a bed.”
I walked backwards into my room, throwing our clothes on the floor, and Addie stalked towards me, closing the door behind her.
My room was bathed in the glow of the late afternoon sun, and I went to close the blinds.
“You don’t have to if you don’t want to,” Addie said as she climbed onto my bed, resting on her knees in the centre of it.
I left the blind and slid my fingers into the waistband of my shorts. Addie pointed at me with a finger before she pointed it downwards, an eyebrow arched.
I had no choice but to listen.
This was the most alive I’d felt in months. Maybe even years.
I let my shorts and underwear fall to the floor before kicking them in the general direction of the rest of our clothes.
“Fuck. When you decided to get that pierced, did you laugh thinking about how the added silverware was going to make it even more intimidating?” Addie said.
I smirked, wrapping my hand around my cock and stroking it as I walked to the bed.
“Can’t say I gave it that much thought.”
Addie watched me raptly, her eyes never leaving where my hand was moving up and down.
“Get on the bed, Eli,” she rasped.
I practically jumped on it, settling on my back, my thigh pressed against hers.
“You have a lot of pillows,” Addie commented as she twisted around and straddled my hips, her pussy coming into contact with my erection. I hissed.
“If I tell you why, it will kill the mood. You can just throw them on the floor.”
She ignored me and tipped forward, her hands landing on either side of my head, bringing her nipples within touching distance of my mouth. I raised my head and finally got my mouth on that taunting piece of silver. I teased the barbell from side to side, making Addie shudder against me.