Page 158 of Getting it Right (Addy's Rollercoaster)

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“I think you like manhandling me.” She came up on her elbows and raised a brow, looking sexier than any woman I’d ever seen.

“Get out of those jeans,” I said. They were so tight, just looking at her in them was almost as good as looking at her naked. “Now.”

She rushed to comply, peeling the denim down her legs while I shucked my sweats and boxers. My cock was hard as fuck as I stalked toward her. She smiled knowingly like a siren as she reached for me.

I let her glide her hands over my chest and pump my cock a few times, but that was all I could take. My hands on her knees, I spread her shapely legs apart and moved between them.

“Look at me,” I said. “I want your eyes on me as I slide my cock into your perfect pussy.”

Addy gave me what I wanted and more, like most things with her. Peering at me through her thick lashes, she blushed prettily, the cheeks beneath her eyes and the lower ones. She was so sexy that precum spurted from my slit.

I needed inside her already, so I made that happen. Sliding inside her sweet cunt, I groaned. She fit me like she was made for me, which she was, in my opinion.

Because it took too fucking long to get us here didn’t mean it wasn’t worth it. It was. She was.

Claiming her, I stroked through her slick wetness again and again. She grabbed my ass and lifted her hips. She was with me, tightening around me.

I wasn’t going to be able to hold out long.

Her lips parting, she kept her gaze on me, but I could tell she wasn’t going to be able to hold out long either. Her eyelids grew heavier, her pants came faster, and when I circled my hips, she moaned.

“Barry,” she said in warning like I knew she would. She was setting me on fire, gripping me so tight. “I’m going to come.”

“Come, baby. Come with me.”

I hammered her with my passion. She took all I gave and gave me more. Her teeth sinking into her plump bottom lip, she dug her fingernails into the skin stretched taut over my ass.

Beautiful.She was so fucking beautiful. When I thrust my cock deep inside her and stiffened, she cried out.

“Barry. Oh, Barry.” She made my name a fucking symphony as I went over the edge.

Her eyes closed, but that was okay. I saw her through to completion. I saw to it for both of us.

Addy was mine now. She would never be alone. She was where I belonged, and I was where she belonged. Together, we were where we should be.

Addy

“Idon’t know.” I bit down on my lip. “Maybe I should have gotten a new outfit.”

In the passenger seat of the Z beside Barry, I picked at nonexistent lint on my favorite jeans.

“Give me your hand,” he said.

He took one of his off the steering wheel of the kickass 1998 Z28 with an eagle’s wings on the hood, a car he’d restored himself when he was a teenager. The owner of Midnight Mechanics had stored it for him until he returned from overseas to reclaim it. The seats were lush leather. The engine growled starting up, right on command, like I did for him.

I loved it. I loved him, but I was too nervous to appreciate either.

“How much farther?” I placed my hand in his and his fingers closed, warm and reassuring around mine.

“Not far.” He turned on his blinker. “Did you hear from Claire and Kyle this morning?”

“Rachel did. Kyle’s still sore but okay. He didn’t go to school, but Rachel made certain Claire did.”

“Rachel’s pretty badass as a mom,” he said. The interior of the car went dark briefly as we entered the parking garage, but the lights kicked on.

“She is,” I said.

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