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My mind began to wander and all I could see was her wearing that little red dress displaying her perfectly beautiful plump breasts, almost begging me to grab at them and have a taste. Fuck, my dick grew hard just thinking about her. I yanked off my lounge pants and slowly massaged my cock. This had become my recent pastime with thoughts of her began playing out in my mind. I missed her touch. I needed her delicate fingers around my cock, pumping me. I moved faster. The very taste of Addie was addictive. The smell of her juices as they flowed from her pussy.
Fuck me.
I let my mind continue to wander I needed to come. I wanted to cum inside her, inside the warm, sweet heat of Addie, snug tightly around me. “Addie!” I gritted out. Her name often escaped my mouth when I came. She was a prayer I kept saying, hoping she would answer.
I rose out of bed feeling both pathetic and annoyed that my sex life was reduced to this. I never lied when I said she was the only one. Having sex with Addie, there are no words to describe it. It was raw, intense and wild. I felt the most alive when I was buried deep inside her, watching her writhe and wither away as I hammered into her.
After I cleaned myself up and made my way downstairs, I listened to my messages from Jimmy. Addie was at her father’s and tomorrow would go out with Elissa and Darren. Double crossing motherfucker. Tomorrow. Tomorrow I would get my Addie back.
Drako came to my feet as I lay down on my couch. He made sure he only looked at the elevator, still hoping. I placed my arm over my eyes, wanting to get some sleep. It was hard sleeping in my bed. I wanted to change it in hopes of removing Addie, but I never did.
I remembered the first time I saw Addie in high school. To me, everyone was out to either get me or use me because of my grandfather. I hated them all and treated those who crossed me like shit. But Addie’s little letter changed everything for me. She said she loved me and wanted to care for me. Knew I was having a hard time that she could tell by my eyes. I tried to laugh it off when I first read it. I didn’t even know the girl, but I knew she would never have approached me.
I asked Darren who she was and he told me it was a girl in my history class. A charity case, just like him. I walked by my class and looked inside. I knew it was her instantly; her nose was stuck in a book. I was going to leave and not bother with class until our eyes met. It was only a split second as she darted her eyes away from me, but that was the moment Addie planted herself inside my heart. Not only were her words honest, but those eyes, those fucking hazel eyes, I was lost. I walked in, sat beside her, and just stared at her. She met my eyes only once. They narrowed as she glared at me. I knew then she was a fighter. I wasn’t very good at expressing myself. I wasn’t shown how to show love or adoration, so I did it the best way I knew.
Addie was unlike anyone I had ever met, and after graduation I avoided her completely. The pull she had over me, scared the living shit out of me. That little girl and those hazel eyes owned me. When I finally grew some balls, swallowed my pride and I gave in, I saw the girl who ruled over me and this fucked-up heart of mine.
I forced her to stay with me. I needed to control her. Too much freedom from me meant she would leave me sooner and I just couldn’t lose her. Not then. I kept her at bay. At times, afraid of her, but slowly I would always drift back into her orbit. I hated how Addie was able to get to me, but at the same time, I sought it out wanting more from her.
I carried that note with me always. It was still with me. It was the only proof I had that someone out there who cared about me and not my money. I hated being in the penthouse after Addie left. Before she came to live with me, I loved being on my own; it was my space away from the shitty world out there. But after the first day she came into my world, my private haven changed. It no longer was this four-walled space. It was where ever Addie was. I would catch myself wanting to get home faster, knowing she was here with our dog, waiting. It didn’t matter if we fought or if we didn’t talk much. It only matter that my Addie was here, in our space and that we were together. I fell asleep knowing that tomorrow I would finally get her back into my life. That my sun would finally light the dark days which filled my long, abandoned nights.
