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15 - SIMON
I’d driven sixty seconds before pulling over to a side street and slamming my hands on the steering wheel.
“Fuck,” I hissed, letting out some of the frustration pulsing through my veins. Addison’s face drawn with her head hung as I drove away like a petulant child burned behind my retinas, and shame washed over me. I’d brought her insecurities—her feeling unworthy of love—to the surface and brushed them aside like they weren’t valid.
Like she wasn’t valid.
Fuck.
She needed someone to make her feel valid, to show her she deserved the world—and I’d driven away. No wonder she said I didn’t deserve her honesty. Fuck this if I’d let another moment go by without proving her wrong.
My tires squealed as I turned, barreling back to her house with my pulse pounding in my ears. I parked and ran to her door, taking the porch steps two at a time and banging my fist on the wood. I was screwed if she didn’t answer, but she’d never doubt me again if she did.
As if the gods or some higher power heard my desperate pleas, her door opened a crack, and she stared at me with red-rimmed eyes.
Fuck. I did that: me and my pompous attitude.
I put my palm on her door and pushed, stepping inside. She’d tied her hair up and scrubbed her face but still wore her comfy sweater—an oh-so-soft sweater with a wide neck I wanted to stretch to expose her beautiful tits.
“I don’t want to argue,” she whispered, timid and unsure.
“Good, because I’m not here to argue, and I’m not here for words. I’m here for actions.”
My voice dropped low, and her eyes widened when she caught my not-at-all subtle meaning. She pulled her bottom lip between her teeth, and I focused on her plump mouth. Before she could change her mind, I turned around, securing the lock and deadbolt before grabbing her waist and hauling her against me. With one hand gripping the back of her neck and the other around her waist, I leaned forward, running my nose along her collarbone.
The slightest whimper escaped her lips, and suddenly, it was my life’s mission to hear all her sounds. To find out what made her moan and made her scream. My tongue darted to trace her earlobe. “You are fucking irresistible, honey, and I don’t care if this will ever be real because with you, I’ll take anything I can get. Anything.”
I’d regretted those words as soon as I spoke them but it was too hard to care when her grip tightened on my arms and the electricity around us crackled.
I’d barely finished speaking when her lips crashed into mine, and she forced her tongue into my mouth. It happened so fast I let her control the pace, licking and teasing me like we were starved for each other. But when she dragged my bottom lip between her teeth and nipped on the skin, I lost any restraint left. I gasped for air, needing to share the oxygen she breathed and stroking my tongue with hers in long, powerful thrusts.
I was ravenous as we touched and explored each other’s bodies. I dragged my hands down her back, fisting her sweater and breaking away long enough to pull it over her head and throw it to the side. She fumbled with the buttons of my shirt, and I shrugged it off while she reached behind her back to unclasp her bra.
The soft curves of her body molded to mine, and my thumbs grazed her nipples, making them pebble under my touch. Her breasts spilled out of my hands like they were made for me, and I dipped my head to take one rosy nipple into my mouth, sucking with hard pulls. She grabbed the back of my head, pulling my hair to keep me latched on. The other nipple got the same treatment while I rolled the wet one between my fingers and felt her hips grind into nothing.
She needed friction like I needed her, and I pulled my head away from her nipple and grabbed her ass, hoisting her up so she could wrap her legs around my waist. Turning us around, I pushed her into the door, grinding my hips into her core as her eyes fluttered closed.
“Eyes on me,” I said, lavishing her neck in wet, sloppy kisses. Her hands darted between us to remove my belt and work the button of my jeans, and I reluctantly released her to kick my shoes off.
“Naked, now,” I groaned, watching her tits bounce as she wiggled out of her jeans and panties, adding them to the growing pile of discarded clothes.
“You too. Need to feel you.” Her breathless, fractured sentences had me kicking off my pants and briefs in record time to grip my throbbing cock.
I squeezed the base and took a moment to admire her, naked and flushed. My arms reached out to haul her against me when she dropped to her knees, batting my hand away. Without breaking eye contact, she stuck out her pretty pink tongue and swiped it over the slit of my cock, collecting the bead of pre-come and moaning. I threw my head back, feeling the wetness of her tongue as she swirled it over the head.
This was the moment—a moment we’d built up to and created just for us—born of every second of longing we’d held onto before succumbing. One hand gripped my ass, and the other massaged my balls as she sucked, pulling the head into her mouth, then releasing it. I gasped and thrust, fisting her hair, desperate for her to take more of me. Desperate to feel my cock hit the back of her throat.
“Fuck, Addison,” I rasped, panting at her on her knees before me.
“Yes. Fuck, Addison,” she parroted back to me before opening her mouth wide and swallowing down my cock. I swear I stopped breathing as she worked me up and down, lost in how she felt. A familiar tingle built in my balls, and I fisted her hair harder, pulling her off me and bringing her back to my lips.
“Not yet. Not until I fucking taste you.”
I kissed her with a fierce hunger born of the unresolved tension between us. It was my turn to drop to my knees, with her pressed to the door, kissing and licking the smooth skin of her stomach. I gripped her thighs and pushed them apart, pressing my nose to her center to breathe her in.
Fuck.
My mouth watered, needing to taste her, but she pulled my hair, eliciting a pained groan.
