“Ahh, this feels so damn good. I can’t . . . can’t keep this up.” Flipping her on her back, my body hovering above as I gently rock into her and I get lost in her half lidded gaze. I need to pull out, grab a condom and make this right, but I’m completely overcome with sensations running through my system. My body electrified as we have nothing between us and I’m lost inside her.
She’s going to come, the small moans erupting from the back of her throat the tell-tale signs that give me my first clue. If she comes, I will too. I begin to pull out and she locks her legs behind me, keeping me firmly inside.
“No, I’m so close, don’t leave me,” she pleads.
My face rests in her neck as my body shakes. “You come, I come, and I’m bare, Baby. Let me protect us both.”
“I’m clean, we’re safe. Just keep going.”
“How do you know I’m clean?”
“Because you wouldn’t have started this if you weren’t. Don’t stop Damian.” She’s rocking her hips gently, and I’m done for. White lights flash behind my eyes as the trust she’s just given me sends shockwaves through my body. Running my hands through her hair, I kiss her and begin to increase my tempo, our lips moving together, our bodies in perfect harmony and I need more. I need to feel her come undone.
“Let go, Addison. Come for me.”
Her moans get louder, her fingers dig further into my back and I can feel her insides spasm along the length of my cock. While her entire body tenses under mine, I rub my hips against her, not wanting to release just yet. This feels too amazing to be done. I’m not ready to separate from her or this feeling.
She comes, hard, tears escaping her eyes, her body quivering and her slick walls clenching around my rock hard cock.
Wanting more, and needing to get as deep as possible, I turn her, placing her knees up on the bed and enter her—slowly from behind. “Feels. So. Good,” I grunt as I push deep inside. My hands cradle the swell of her hips and I gently slide myself in and out, watching her wetness coat the length of me. I’m on the edge, the sight of her perfectly round ass meeting me between the thighs, my slick cock moving in and out of her sweet body and I’m going to come all over her. She said she was clean, never said she was using birth control. I want to release inside her, mark her as mine, but I can’t take that risk. As my balls tense up, as heat shoots down my back and her body shakes with one more orgasm, which grips me tight and has me so close to cresting over the edge, I pull out and wrap my hand around myself, stroking my hard as steel cock and come all down the back of her legs.
My body is trembling, my heart on rapid overdrive. When I’m empty, when my vision returns and I can form a coherent thought I take in the amazing and beautiful sight of her.
“I can’t believe you did that behind me.” Her face is peeking over her shoulder, her green eyes boring into my soul, and I’m slightly embarrassed that I just blew my wad down the back of her legs, but I can’t deny how hot she looks in this position.
“I’m so sorry, Addison.” I rest my head on her back and hold onto her. “I didn’t mean to shoot my shit all over you like that. It was a lack luster attempt at birth control.”
My cheek is pressed against her satin skin and she lowers onto her belly, silently laughing. I turn her, recognizing I’m going to have to clean both her and my sheets. “What’s so funny?” I begin to trail kisses from her jaw up to her ear and over to her lips.
“I was only upset that I didn’t get to watch you touch yourself, Damian. Next time, do that when I’m looking.”
My heart rate had begun to normalize, but looking into her shining eyes as she asks me to jack off in front of her, I feel like I’ve just run a marathon.
“Are you on the pill?”
She nods.
“So next time I don’t have to pull out?”
She shakes her head. “No, but I kind of like it.”
Laughing, I lie down and pull her on top of me. “You’re a dirty girl, Addison.”
Her heart’s beating against my chest, and I press my lips right at the pulse on her neck. My world was blown two weeks ago when I first took her to bed, now it’s burst wide open. I’ve craved her for weeks, knew she was always what I’d been looking for, but this is so much more than I expected. There’s always been a connection, a line that tethers us to each other, but it’s stronger now. I know her body, know her noises, her moves and I want more. I told her I didn’t do casual and I meant it. She’s stuck with me.
My hands are trailing along her back and I think she’s fallen asleep. I hope so, I don’t want her to move and I have no intention of going anywhere today.
Arctic Monkeys plays in the other room, and I freeze. She doesn’t stir, her breathing deep and her body listless on top of mine. My fists clench the sheets and my body goes rigid. If the asshole were standing in front of me, I’d knock him out. He’d be lucky if I didn’t kill him. He needs to leave her alone, erase her number from his memory and forget she exists. He had his chance and he blew it. She’s taken now.
Rain wakes us a few hours later. Addison is still on top of me, our skin sticking together, her hair spread out along my chest. It’s coming down hard outside, and I’ve never been so happy that it’s Saturday.
“What time is it?” Her voice is hoarse, laced with sleep and I love it. I want her waking up with me every morning from here on forward, just like this, with my arms securely around her.
I sit up slightly, taking her with me and look at the clock. “It’s almost nine.” I lay us both back down.
Her hands slam onto my chest and I grunt in shock as she jumps out of the bed. “I’m late! I have to go!”
Her hair is wild, and she’s completely naked. She has bite marks from her right breast down to her hip and her eyes are blazing. Her breasts are bouncing around as her exuberance at needing to get going affects her entire body.
And, I’m hard.
Impossible not to be with her standing in front of me, knowing I’m the one who marked her skin and watching her perfect tits bounce around untethered. I want them bouncing between my lips.
“Where do you have to be at nine on a Saturday morning when it’s pouring rain outside, Addison?”
“Mia. We were going to have breakfast. Discuss . . . my future.”
“Not happening.” I stand, my prominent erection resting tall against my groin. “Your future happens to be a shower with me, then some coffee.”
Her eyes travel down to my hard on, and her entire body language changes. It’s fascinating and ego boosting all at once, watching her lips part, and her eyes glaze over. Her chest moves up and down with slow steady breaths and she shifts her legs, trying to control an ache I know is growing between them. I reach for her and pull her to me, my erection resting strong between us.
“Go text her, let her know you’re going to be very late, or that you need to skip all together. I don’t care what you say, but you’re still mine for the next hour at least.” I kiss her and her body melts, her knees go weak and her petite hands rest on my ass. She moans as her hands move lower, cupping my sac. Fuck she drives me insane. We’re never making it into that damn shower.
I break the kiss. “Go call her.”
As she walks to get her phone, I take a breath and try to calm my twitching cock, then head into the kitchen to set the coffee maker. I know she’ll need it, and hell, so will I.
She’s standing at my front door where she dropped her purse last night, and her face is uneasy. “What’s wrong?”
I have a good feeling what’s wrong is that song that played at six o’clock this morning when she’d fallen asleep. She bites her bottom lip, forcing it to the side and is concentrating on something.
“Nothing’s wrong, just couldn’t pull up Mia’s number. I’ve got it now.”
She lied.
I know her phone showed a missed call the minute she looked at it. For some reason she doesn’t want me to know he’s still contacting her and I don’t blame her.