Instead of answering, I lean my face towards him and kiss him, almost chastely. When I break the kiss, he smiles at me - his grin full of wicked promises. Then he grabs my hand and pulls me off the couch, and walks quickly towards the door.
October 11, 2014
After we find Cara and Louis, we say our goodnights and we catch a cab back to her place. This evening has been a surprise. I knew she’d be here, but I didn’t know if she would be happy to see me or not. I didn’t expect it to go so well, and I feel unburdened by our conversation. The gratitude I feel at her lack of judgement is almost overwhelming.
The mood between us has changed dramatically since we left the club. When we got in the car, all I could think about was being inside her, and now, I am thinking about how important this night is. Once we make this next step, I won’t be able to walk away from her. We hold hands the whole way home. Addie’s grasp on my hand is tight and almost desperate in quality. I know she is worried about how I will behave. I can’t wait to show her that I am serious and that I am not going to let her down again. I squeeze her hand just as we pull up outside of her building.
The ride up the elevator is quiet and tense, we don’t speak, we just hold hands.
As soon as we walk inside, her apartment, she flips the lights on and starts to speak.
“Can I get you anything to…”
I cut her off by pressing my mouth to hers.
I kiss her and her mouth opens for me. I push my tongue inside and lick her mouth. I can taste her vodka soda mingling with the sweetness of her; it’s like a cool drink after a long, hot run.
She groans and rubs her hips against mine. My cock is already as hard as a fucking stone.
I have to be inside her.
I break our kiss and grab her chin. I force her to make eye contact. Her eyes are glazed with desire, the color of cool caramel and I am even more desperate for her.
“I promise, next time we will go slow, but right now I want to fuck you like I should have two months ago.”
I reach between us and unbutton her jeans. I pull them all the way off. She is completely naked from the waist down. I can’t help but to stop and stare at her. She is so full of surprises.
“Why’d you stop, baby?” she mumbles.
“Ad, you’re not wearing underwear.” I state the obvious.
“I rarely do,” was her nonchalant response.
I pick her up, swing around and lay her on the dining table in the dining room.
I spread her legs and reveal her beautiful, glistening, neatly waxed pussy. My mouth waters; but my hard cock jerks and reminds me he has been waiting his turn. I reach for my wallet and fish out a condom.
Never taking my eyes off her, I open the packet with my teeth. She is magnificent. Her hair is fanned out on the table with her eyes hooded and focused on me. Her lips bruised and swollen from my kisses and all I can think of is this beautiful woman is mine.
“Addie, you know when I fuck you tonight, that’s it. Right?” I ask.
She only nods. I know she knows what I am talking about. We have hit a lot of bumps on this journey, but from the moment we met, we both have felt the pull of this inevitability between us.
“Addie, I need you to answer me. With words,” I clarify when she only nods again.
“Yes, Simon. This is it.” She says. Her voice clear. Her eyes wide open. She sits up and reaches for my pants. She unbuckles my belt, unbuttons my pants, and yanks down my zipper.
She takes the open condom wrapper from my hand and pulls the condom out. I pull my trousers and briefs down together in one swift yank. My cock springs free and stands at attention, honed in on its target.
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nbsp; Her small, beautiful hands reach out, and she swipes the drop of pre-cum off the head of my cock with her thumb. “Addie,” I growl in warning.
She looks up at through those long lashes and smiles a wicked smile. But she doesn’t play with me. She wraps her hand around the base of my cock, and rolls the condom down.
I cover her body with mine, putting my hands between us to stroke her pussy. “You’re so fucking wet, baby.”
“Always for you.”