Page 17 of Waiting for Her

Kate snickers behind him and a deep chuckle bursts through my chest and I can’t help but double over in laughter.

“Come on, man, even your girlfriend doesn’t believe you can kick my ass.”

Drew glares over at me and then tries to do the same to Kate, but the second his eyes meet hers they soften, and he pulls her into his chest, kissing her head.

“That’s my cue to leave you guys to it. I need to get Addi and me home. I have some explaining to do.”

He doesn’t need to know that my actual plan includes stripping his sister naked and finally showing her exactly how much I want to sink inside her.

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The second we get into my car, you can sense the tension between us. I try to ignore it, making sure her seat belt is on before I pull out of Drew’s driveway and head down the road. It doesn’t take long before I’m thinking about everything I want to do to this beautiful woman the second I get her inside her house. My hands wrap tightly around the steering wheel, my knuckles white as I try to keep my composure, but the way Addi is shifting in her seat, the way her eyes are rolling back into her head with each rotation of her hips is causing me to lose all sense of control.

“You keep moving like that and I’m liable not to wait until we get home, baby,” I growl, my eyes mesmerized as her dress inches up ever so slightly with each pass of her hips, and from the smirk on her luscious lips, I’d say she knows exactly what she’s doing to me.

“Would that be such a bad thing?” she whispers, her hand grasping one of mine and bringing it flush against her bare thigh.

My breath shudders, my fingers grasping onto her bare skin as my eyes close for a brief second, trying to keep my composure.

“Addison, baby. I’m trying to keep my control so I don’t scare you. I need to get you home so I can do this properly.”

She shakes her head, her eyes hooded as her tongue flicks over her bottom lip, sending all kinds of dirty thoughts filtering through my head.

I scan the road, knowing that we are minutes away from her place, and hoping to God I can keep it together enough to get us there. But Addison has a very different plan. She grasps my hand once more, moving it closer and closer to the apex of her thighs, the fabric of her skirt shielding my eyes from the prize.

“Baby, what are you doing?” I whisper, my voice hoarse with arousal as my fingers trace the lace edge of her panties. She says nothing, only pushing my hand farther beneath her stomach until my fingers are directly over her pussy.

“Show me.” I demand as she whimpers, gasping when I add a little more pressure to her clit through her panties. “Show me how much you want me.”

Our eyes lock for a moment and I swear our pulses beat together, and for a split second, everything seems to slow down.

“Fuck, to do that I would need a bed and maybe a week of your time,” I mutter as my fingers push down over the slick front of her panties as she grinds against my hand.

I gently tug the lace to the side, my eyes trying their hardest to stay locked on the road and not on my girl’s blissed-out expression. The second the tips of my fingers find her slick, wet heat, Addison’s head tilts back, hitting the seat behind her as a whimper leaves her throat, the noise causing my cock to jump to attention.

“Max,” she whispers, her desperation addictive as I pull into her driveway and put my truck in park.

“Don’t fucking move,” I demand, yanking myself away from her and out of the truck.

Before she can even take a breath, I’m at her door, helping her out and setting her on the ground. Her gorgeous eyes bore into mine, pleading with me to make her feel something incredible, and that’s when the last of my restraint falls to the ground and I push her up against the side of my truck, my lips searing to hers as my hand disappears underneath her skirt once more.

“What are you doing?” she asks, her teeth nipping at the side of my neck and causing me to take a deep breath because I’m about to fucking come in my pants like a damn teenager.

“I thought that was obvious, sweetheart,” I mutter against her skin as my mouth kisses up her neck. “But if not, I guess I better enlighten you—”

And just as she opens her mouth to say something, I plunge two fingers inside her pussy, basking in the breath that leaves her throat.

“Jesus Christ, it’s not gonna take—”

And just like that with my mouth on her neck, my fingers plunging in and out of her soaked pussy, Addison comes on a cry, my mouth descending on hers to muffle the sounds as she convulses beneath my touch. I knew she was close in the car, I could feel the tension building and I told myself I’d wait until I could lay her out on a bed and have my fill, but her eyes told me just how desperate she was, and I refuse to not give her exactly what she wants.

“You have no idea how sexy you are when you come for me,” I say against the shell of her ear, a shudder racking through her body as I right her panties and take her hand in mine.

It doesn’t take long for us to reach her bedroom, and it doesn’t take long for every stitch of clothing to be thrown on the floor, discarded without thought. But it’s only when I take a step back, my eyes taking in every gorgeous inch of this woman that I realize just how lucky I am. Not every man gets exactly what he wishes for, and yet here I am, standing naked in front of the woman I love, about to show her unimaginable pleasure.

“I love when you look at me like that,” Addi whispers, lying down on the bed, her eyes finding mine.

“What look is that?” I ask, curious about what she sees in my eyes.

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