Asshole!
When he walked in the bathroom, she quickly got changed and under the covers. She purposely faced the wall and felt the mattress dip when he got in.
This is going to be a long night.
For the first five minutes, she laid silent. Maybe if he fell asleep before her, she could make an escape. Another ten minutes passed. Addison scissored her legs and felt his hand grip her waist. She rolled on her back with him hovering over her.
“I said no sex.”
“Baby, you’re restless. You need to relax in order to sleep.”
“Oh, let me guess.” She snorted. “You can help me with that?”
“I can.”
Do not give in to his sexy, graveled voice. It’s a trap!
She fisted the sheets in frustration. “What part of no sex don’t you understand?”
Cross licked his lips. “I’m offering a compromise. I’ll give you an orgasm guaranteed to make you pass the fuck out.” His gaze heated. “And in return, I get a little taste.”
Of me?Addison locked her legs, tightening her thighs and cursed her nearly drenched panties. How was this happening? After the day she had, the attack and trauma, she should be disgusted with the thought of being intimate. But she wasn’t. Not with Cross.
“Thinking too hard, baby. You get to come and then sleep. Sounds like a win to me.”
Me too.
“Okay,” she whispered.
Addison expected him to kiss her. He didn’t. That was a little disappointing.
Cross slid his hand over the sheet, trailing over her stomach. Even through two layers, she could feel his heated touch. She sucked in a breath, entranced by his hand lowering down her body.
As much as she’d been denying it, she wanted him inside her. On her. She wanted him everywhere. Cross fisted the sheets and yanked the covers off. Her T-shirt was long but had ridden up to her waist.
His gaze heated as he scanned her body. Cross shifted to the end of the bed, sliding his hands over her thighs, keeping eye contact the entire time. The rough contrast of his calloused fingers on her smooth skin sent a shiver through her body, beading her nipples and moistening her panties.
Cross smirked as if he knew exactly how he’d affected her. He hooked his fingers over her panties, slowly sliding them down her legs.
She expected him to dive face first between her legs, but he hovered over her body, pushing her shirt up and dangerously close to exposing her breasts. Addison immediately froze. Everyone had something to hide. Addison’s was in the shape of a scar. While she wore it like a badge of honor, it would be a distraction with Cross. A reminder. She rested her arm over her ribs to keep it from moving any further. Cross shifted his gaze between her arm and her face.
“This is about me, right? So this is how I want it.”
Cross remained silent, eyeing the shirt. He was probably putting it all together. This wasn’t going to work. She propped up on her elbows, prepared to call off the compromise. But she never got the chance. Cross placed his hand over her chest, pressing her back against the mattress. And she went willingly.
His mouth spread over her stomach, the coarse hair of his mustache prickling her skin. The combination of his rough hands over her thighs and his mouth trailing down her stomachhad her wiggling her hips. She was too eager. Luckily, he wasn’t going to torture her. He skimmed his mouth over her pussy and she grabbed the sheet, fisting it in her hand, resisting the strong urge to moan. His tongue slipped between her lips, flickering over her clit. Her mouth fell open and she sucked in a breath.Oh God!She drove her hand through his thick hair, tugging. She didn’t want him to stop, but Addison was overwhelmed with her need to come.
He lifted her legs over his shoulders and slid his hands under her ass. The new angle was hitting her hard. She locked her thighs and swiveled her hips, riding his mouth. She pressed her head into the pillow, clenching her teeth.So close!He sucked her clit between his lips and she was fucking done.
“Cross,” she groaned, tightening her hold on his head and driving her pussy against his mouth.
Her panting intensified seconds before she crashed, coming hard. Her body shook and shrunk into the mattress as she tried to regain control of her breathing.
He dragged his mouth over her inner thigh, spreading kisses over her hip and sending a sweet chill over her body. Addison slid her hand down his neck and over his shoulder. The mattress shifted and Cross was hovering over her with a satisfied gleam in his eyes.Kiss me.
And he did.
A soft lingering peck on her lips before he pulled back. “Goodnight.”
