Page 16 of Waiting for Her

God, men can be so dense sometimes.

“That’s not what I meant.” I scowl, avoiding eye contact and looking at the shower curtain behind his head. I expect him to demand to know what I mean. I expect him to yell, but what I don’t expect is for him to place both his hands on my stomach, rubbing gently until my eyes meet his.

“What’s really going on here, Addison?” he whispers, taking my hands in his and placing them both on top of my stomach.

Those stupid tears I’ve been trying to hide well up behind my eyes and my heart begins to beat rapidly and I know if I don’t say it now, I never will.

“Why haven’t you touched me since that night in my bedroom?”

His eyes widen, the realization setting in.

“Was it that bad? Did you hate it?” My voice is barely audible as the sadness washes over me. Max separates our hands and gently cups the sides of my face.

“Baby, never doubt how much I want you.”

I open my mouth to interject but he stops me with a kiss.

“You have no fucking idea how much I want to fuck you,” he mutters against my lips, causing every nerve ending in my body to perk up and take notice. “Making you come that night was one of the single most enjoyable experiences I have ever had.”

“Then why haven’t you gone further?” I ask, feeling like I’m in the tenth grade all over again, trying to get the boy I like to kiss me.

“Because I didn’t want to overwhelm you.”

My eyes roll back, that savior complex of his getting on my last nerve.

“You didn’t want to…”

I don’t get to finish because his lips sear to mine, gifting me with a kiss that takes every breath I have out of my lungs.

When he finally lets me up for air, I say, “Even with…” My eyes cast down to my belly, his hands absently rubbing it between us.

Max smiles, looks up at me then down at my stomach before kissing me gently.

“Addison, there are definitely positions I would love to try with you that will have to wait until after the baby comes,” he whispers, his lips tracing down the side of my neck, causing arousal to pool between my legs. “But sinking into your wet pussy is something I’ve been dreaming about for way too long.”

My lungs expand as I struggle to take in air.

“And baby, I was waiting to make sure you were okay with this, with us, before I went further, but now I’m done waiting.”

His lips take mine in another punishing kiss that sets every inch of my skin on fire. Before I can break from his lips to tell him I want everything he just said, he opens the bathroom door before turning.

“I think it’s time we head home, yeah?”

He graces me with a sexy wink before shutting the door behind him, leaving me with the silence and the images that he just implanted in my brain.

Max

The idea of Addison not realizing how much I want her haunts me as I walk out of the bathroom and shut the door behind me. The second I hear it click closed, I know what I need to do, so I make my way into the kitchen where Drew and Kate are cleaning up.

“Is she okay? She seemed upset when she got up,” Drew asks, a hint of accusation in his voice, but I ignore it.

I nod as he hands Kate a dish, wondering when my best friend became so domesticated. It looks good on him.

“Yeah, she’s fine. Just some miscommunication between us, that’s all.”

Drew arches a brow as I shake my head, not wanting to get into the details of my sex life with his sister.

“Do I need to hurt you?” he half jokes, the seriousness of his tone not lost on me. “Because if she looks sad as a result of something you did, I will not hesitate to kick your ass.”

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