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“That feels so fucking good,” she whispers, as my lips dance across her stomach. I have to let her wrists go to undo her jeans, and her hands move through my hair, her nails lightly scratching my scalp. I undo the button and pull the zipper down. Her scent is intoxicating, and when I finally look back at her, she’s staring at me, each breath coming out as a moan or whimper.
Addison wasn’t lying when she said she was desperate. “Please don’t stop,” she whispers in the darkness, and it makes my cock swell even more.
I hook my fingers under the waistband of her jeans, and as soon as I pull, she lifts her ass off the bed so I can get them off. When I slide her panties down her legs, I have to stop for a half-second just to look at her. Just to take a moment to see what I’ve wanted since the night I met her.
She’s squirming on the bed, her skin aching for more, and I know exactly what I want to do. Kneeling on the ground, I pull her ass to the edge. She looks down at me, knowing what I’m about to do, and I can feel her body tensing as I run my hands over her stomach.
Addison may have been the one to say that she was desperate, but I’m going crazy, too. Hell, I’ve spent nearly as many hours this week thinking about her as I spent working.
I press my lips against her lips while my hands grip her waist. My tongue darts out, tasting her for the first time. Wonderful and sweet. Her scent is everywhere, all-encompassing. I let go.
My tongue finds her slit and slowly teases it, slipping inside for a second before going back to run its length. My hands move over her stomach, my nails grazing her skin.
And I watch her the entire time. I watch her back arch and her breasts press upward. I see her run her hands through her hair and over her skin. She’s lost in the sensations, and I don’t ever want to stop. I want to feel her come for me. I want to hear her scream my name.
When my tongue finds her clit, her hands move to the back of my head, pulling me harder against her, and her hips begin to buck. Her moans come out like soft whispers. It’s hard to breathe with how soaked she is, but I can’t imagine pulling away.
“I don’t know what you’re doing,” she mumbles, “but don’t stop. Please don’t stop.”
Her words just make me lick faster. I move my hands down her thighs, and when I press two fingers against her entrance, her eyes open wide. She’s so wet that when I push, it’s like she swallows them up.
She’s like a vise, squeezing my fingers as her eyes open even wider. It only makes me want to be inside her even more.
Addison pulls my head away from her at the same time that she lets out the loudest moan so far. Her body goes taut like raw electricity is coursing through her. She constricts around my fingers as she comes.
A second later, she’s panting. I can’t help but grin as she looks at me. And that’s when I slide my fingers out of her, making her moan and shake.
“That’s not fair,” she says.
“What are you talking about?” How can anything be “not fair” after that orgasm?
She chuckles and says, “You’ve got to give a girl a few minutes before you make her come again.” Before I can say anything, she’s sitting up. She pulls off her shirt and bra and tosses them to the ground before saying, “But while we wait, I have a pretty good idea of what I could do…”
Twenty-Six
ADDISON
My body is still madeof liquid lightning as I pull Phillip to his feet. My pussy is still dripping wet, and any other time, I’d feel some kind of embarrassment since I’m the only one that’s naked right now.
But I’m going to fix that ASAP, and if Phillip could make me feel that good with just his tongue, I don’t know what’s waiting for me when I get that cock inside me.
“Now it’s my turn,” I say as I get down on my knees in front of him. My hands go to his belt, and I have to take a breath as another aftershock runs through me. I’ve never experienced that strong of an orgasm. Not with a toy and not with a man. I gave Phillip the right mug. He definitely puts the vibrator to shame.
I look up at him and see him panting just a little. I cup his balls through his pants, and his body tenses. Seeing his reaction makes me feel powerful even though I’m on my knees.
A part of me just wants to tease him through his pants, but I know that what comes after is so much better. I fumble through unbuttoning and unzipping him, and then in one movement, I pull his pants and boxers down.
And see a cock that is going to break me.
I can’t wait. Never before did I expect to feel like this, but something about Phillip has me wanting him to touch me hard, to fuck me hard, and then to hold me even harder afterward.
I want this. The way he’s looked at me tonight shows me that there’s more to him than the quiet guy that makes me laugh. There’s more behind those eyes than the Prince of Publishing. There’s a part of him I’m just meeting.
I run my fingers along the length and smile up at him. He’s almost shaking as my tongue flicks over the tip. “God, Addison,” he whispers.
And I wrap my lips around the tip at the same time that I wrap my fingers around the shaft. His legs look like they’re ready to buckle, and I keep looking up at him as I swallow more of him up.
Somehow, even after being away from all of his fancy cologne, he still smells like that shirt hanging in my closet. Dark and smokey.
