Page 14 of Waiting for Her

“Please,” she begs, her eyes closing as the robe falls to the floor and I’m left with an image I never thought I would get the pleasure of seeing in my lifetime.

“You look fucking edible. Do you know that?” I mutter against her skin, my hands skimming over every exposed inch of her until my girl wraps those fingers around one of my wrists and shows me exactly what she needs. “How long has it been, baby?” I ask, not really knowing if I want to know the answer.

“Long enough,” Addison whispers through a groan as my fingers find the edge of her lace panties.

“Fuck, you’re soaked.”

She nods, whimpering as I dip beneath the lace and find her wet and wanting. But as much as I want her to watch as I make her come, I know this isn’t the right place to do that, so I spin her, dropping her on the bed as I waste no time in ripping that lace from her pussy and stare at my holy grail.

“Max,” she groans, my name a prayer on her lips and I know from this moment forward I will do just about anything to hear my name on her lips. Anything. “I need you.”

I chuckle softly, my fingers tracing up her thighs, basking in the shivers that rake over her body the closer I get to her center.

“You have no idea what you’re doing to me right now.”

I can’t get enough of her, and I know if I don’t get a taste soon, I might lose my damn mind. So I lean over Addison, taking her lips in a soft kiss that she tries desperately to deepen, but I pull away, needing to kiss a different part of her. I gently pull one of her legs up and turn her so she’s on her side, knowing this will be more comfortable for her.

“Your only job right now is to lie there and take what I give you,” I mutter before getting on my knees and taking one last look before my mouth descends.

Her taste is heaven as I bury my head between her legs, practically suffocating myself in her pussy. My breath teases over her and the second my tongue darts out and touches that little nub, Addison’s fingers lace themselves in my hair and pull, her mouth open in a silent scream, as she comes instantly. She floods my mouth and I latch on to her clit, sucking, biting, and licking her through her first orgasm, knowing I’m about to give her another one.

“Max! Holy shit!” she screams, her fingers finding my hand that is currently wrapped around her thigh as I hold her still.

I would kill to have those glorious thighs wrapped around my shoulders, but we’ll have plenty of time for that after that baby gets here. Right now, all I want to do is get this girl to go off at least one more time. So I tease her, my tongue softly kissing her, avoiding the one place I know she wants me the most, and from the way her hips move against me, I smile, loving the power I have at this moment.

“Please…” she begs, her fingers grasping at the comforter underneath her, her head falling back as I plunge two fingers into that wet pussy, crooking my fingers until I feel that one spot I know will drive her crazy and when her intake of breath hits my ears, I know she’s close and I begin to devour her.

“Come for me, baby, I need to feel that pussy flood my mouth. I need to taste you one more time. So come for me.”

It doesn’t take long before she’s screaming my name and I close my eyes and pray I don’t come in my pants like a teenager because the sound of my name coming off her lips as she comes is something I don’t think I will ever get tired of.

“Holy shit,” she whispers, her breaths coming in pants as I smile, resting my head on her thigh. “You are way too good at that,” she says before resting on her elbow and looking down at me.

“Well, to be fair, it didn’t take much.” I wink, loving the blush that flutters to the surface of her cheeks. My lips kiss the inside of her thigh before I get up, leaning over her once more and taking her lips in a sweet kiss, groaning at the way her tongue darts out, tasting herself.

“I promise if you give me a few minutes, I will recover and return the favor.”

I know she means it and so I squeeze her thigh and shake my head when her eyes open and meet mine.

“Not happening. This was for you and you alone. Watching, hearing, and tasting you as you came was more than enough for me.”

Her brows crinkle and I can immediately see the uncertainty cross her features. So I take her lips once more, before pulling her up and helping her back into her panties.

“I promise we will get there, but I won’t rush this, Addi. I’ve been dreaming of you for years and I won’t ruin it by going too fast.”

Her smile lights up her face as she kisses me softly.

“You’re one of the good ones, aren’t you?” she whispers as my eyes soften, watching as she gets up and heads into the bathroom, and I wonder if she knows just how much she owns my heart.

Addison

I’m surrounded by testosterone. Even with Kate sitting beside Drew and Hannah beside Cash, it doesn’t make up for the fact that the majority of this table is filled with men who are currently fighting over which NFL team is better.

We came to Drew’s place for dinner, something that happens on the regular but hasn’t happened since Max and I got together… or started sleeping with each other. Honestly, I’m still confused about what exactly to call us since the man hasn’t touched me since that day in my bedroom. Okay, that might be a lie; he kisses me, holds my hands, and does all the things that normal boyfriends do, but he hasn’t even tried to take it further than that and it’s driving me insane. All of those small touches he gives over the course of a day cause my body to react in a way it never has before, and right now as his arm is draped over the back of my chair, his fingers lightly tracing patterns over my shoulder, it is making me want to pull him out of his chair and take him into the bathroom and have my way with him. I never thought a touch so gentle could turn me on, yet here I am at my brother’s dinner table and I’m trying my hardest not to think about what Max might look like out of his pants.

“Hey Luke, what’s so interesting on that phone of yours?” Mark pipes up through a mouthful of spaghetti.

Everyone chuckles, except for Luke whose eyes stay glued to the small screen in front of him.

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