Page 36 of One & Only You


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ADDISON

Later that night, Wyatt and I made love. It was slow and passionate, him filling me to the brim in languid pumps that switched between powerful thrusts and tiny ones that left me begging for more. I was sad he was going back to work, but at the same time, I needed time alone to feel like myself again.

The following morning, I woke before him. I watched him sleep as I waited for his alarm to go off and wake him. Again, when I looked down, I was faced with his morning erection.

Smiling to myself, I slid beneath the covers and gripped his rock-hard cock. It was all velvet and steel, begging me to taste him. I wrapped my hand around his girth, slowly giving it a few subtle pumps before watching a bead of pre-cum leak from the tip. I whispered my thumb over the tip, smearing it around the crest until his hips jerked.

A soft moan seeped through the sheets, but he still didn’t wake. I squeezed him, putting the crown of his cock inside my mouth and tasting the salty stickiness with my tongue. I licked over the leaking hole, enjoying the flavor of him until a hand slipped beneath the covers with me and gripped my head.

Swirling my tongue around the bulbous head, I took him deep inside my mouth and sucked.

“Mmm, yes, Angel. Just like that.”

His hand tightened in my hair, and I took him to the place that had him panting and pushing his rod deeper into my mouth. Finally, he groaned and growled, filling my mouth. I kept sucking, swallowing it all until I had every last drop that spilled from him.

He whipped the covers off, and I was met with his molten stare before he grabbed me under my arms and hauled me up and over him. His lips connected with mine, and he had no problem whatsoever tasting himself on my tongue. His hands knotted in my hair before traveling down the length of my naked body.

“Good morning to me.” He smirked. “If you wake me up like this every morning, I may never leave the house.”

I laughed. “Don’t count on it. It’s only for very special days and when you’ve been an extra good boy.”

He playfully hung his tongue out like a puppy, and then said, “Yes, ma’am. I’ll be sure to be a good boy all the time.”

I patted his hard chest and leaned down to kiss him once more. “Good. Now, go get ready for work, and I’ll make you some breakfast.”

He stared up at me in awe and shook his head. “You’re too good to me, Angel.”

I grinned, not sure if what he was saying was true, and slid from his long, hard body. Climbing from the bed, I grabbed the shirt I had been wearing around the house all weekend from the floor. It was his shirt, and even though it was baggy and threadbare, I loved it so much because it smelled just like him. His scent filled my senses when I slipped the shirt over my head, and I breathed him in.

Lying in bed with his arms behind his head, he watched me. “No panties?”

I turned and grinned at him. “Maybe I’m expecting something else for breakfast?”

He chuckled. “You’re insatiable.”

“You’re one to talk, Mr. Hard-All-the-Freaking-Time.”

He climbed from the bed, starting toward me with a grin, but before he could get to me, I took off running out of the room with a laugh.

I heard his bare feet pounding the hardwood behind me. When he caught me, he spun me in his arms and kissed me hard once more before he disappeared into the room to shower before work.

I made eggs and toast with a smile on my face. I could hardly believe how happy I was with Wyatt—how well we got along. I was in love with him, and I knew he was in love with me, too. Life was good.

After eating, I walked Wyatt to the front door. He kissed me softly, and I whispered against his lips, “Think about me today.”

He leaned back, capturing my face in his hands.

“I love you, Angel.”

My heart soared. “I love you more.”

And then he was off.

I stood at the door and watched as he got into his car and pulled away. After closing the door, I cleaned the breakfast dishes and took a shower. I was making the bed when the doorbell rang, surprising me.

I went to the front door and peeked out the peephole to see Allison standing there with her arms crossed as she waited for me to open the door. My happy smiled dropped, and I sighed. When I opened the door, she put her hand against the door and pushed it open the rest of the way.

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