Page 162 of Chasing Infinity

“I can’t hold back anymore,” I grunt, the pleasure becoming too much for me to control. The need to come is desperately growing, and I notice a pressure forming at the base of my spine.

“Then don’t,” she whimpers.

That’s all the permission I needed. I slam into Addison, loving how she falls apart from underneath me once more. Her fingernails claw at my back, pulling me closer to her.

I ram against the deepest part of her, over and over, until she’s coming again. With a loud moan, I push myself as deeply as possible and hold against her. Pleasure courses up and down my spine as I pump into her and try to catch my breath.

As we descend from the height of our sex, I let my arms give way from underneath me. Careful not to crush her, I press my weight into hers and bury my face against her hair again.

Her chest is rising and falling, her heart pattering against mine rapidly. “I don’t know how that keeps getting better,” she says, breathless.

Pride swells in my chest, and I tilt my jaw so I can press a kiss to her sweaty skin. Her fingers thread into my hair, her nails scratching lightly against my scalp. With a long sigh, I push myself closer to her, basking in the closeness.

When I catch my breath, I pull away and gaze down at her. The sight of her splayed out against the pillows has my heart rate picking up once more. Her hair is messy, and her cheeks sport a rosy blush that travels down her neck and dusts the top of her breasts. Her chest rises and falls with her breath as she comes down from the high of our lovemaking.

Rolling onto my side, I prop my head up with my hand. “That was a good way to end a day.”

She smiles, and my chest tightens. “I’ll say. I’m not sure I can even move at this point.”

“Want me to draw you a bath or get a shower going?” I ask.

Addison hums as she considers my offer. “Maybe a shower would be good.”

I roll over and give her a quick peck on the cheek before crawling out of bed and padding into our bathroom to get the shower running. Addison loves the water to be as hot as she can stand it, so I crank the dial almost all the way up, knowing it probably won’t be hot enough. Once the water is going, I dig around in her closet, looking for some of those shower fizzies she bought online. She was so excited when they came, bouncing up and down and letting me sniff each scent.

I pick out the lavender one, which reminds me of her, and toss it into the bottom of the tub, letting the shower’s stream do its magic.

Addison sneaks into the bathroom a few minutes later, still not wearing a stitch of clothing. I look her up and down, appreciating her curves. She steps closer to me and wraps her arms around my neck, pressing our bodies together as she kisses me deeply.

My body lights up at her touch, and I pull back. “Careful, Parks. Unless you’re ready for round two, you may want to get that cute little ass of yours in the shower and then into a pair of PJs.”

She looks over at me with sparkling eyes and swats my hand that is inching around to get a handful of her backside. “I think I’m tapping out for tonight.”

I pretend to pout at her. “Party pooper.”

“You’re telling me you could go again? Already?”

I lean down and take her lips in mine, parting her mouth open with my tongue and devouring her. She moans into my mouth as she arches her back against me, trying to get closer.

I pull away from her, appreciating how her cheeks are flushed and her lips swollen. I could spend the rest of my life kissing her senselessly. Giving her a devilish grin, I ask, “You warmed up to another round yet?” She emits an unsure whimper and I laugh. “Alright, you little minx, go take your shower.”

Stepping away from her, I reach over and pat her ass and she yips, turning back to shoot me a playful glare before she disappears behind the shower curtain.

Still laughing, I exit the bathroom, giving her some privacy to get cleaned up. I find a pair of sweatpants and pull them, then climb into bed to wait for her.

She emerges almost half an hour later, looking fully refreshed. Her hair is still wet, trailing down her back. Her face is glowing from her face wash and the post-coital glow. She tiptoes out of the bathroom and over to her closet, where she finds the pajamas she wants to wear tonight. As she unwraps the towel, shielding herself from me, she glances over her shoulder, shooting me a sultry glance.

I pull my lower lip between my teeth, watching her give me another little show. God, this woman is too much for me sometimes. I can’t believe I was able to stay away from her for as long as I did.

She’s ruined me for anyone else.

“Come here, sweetheart,” I tell her in a low voice. Addison’s cheeks flush a rosy pink, and then she drops the towel completely from her body. She crawls up the bed and settles herself against me. I drop my arm around her waist pulling her closer to me.

The feel of her bare skin against mine does something to my head, sending it spinning and swirling in my overwhelming love for her. I lean closer to her and capture her lips in mine. I kiss her tenderly, and she moans. Her back arches, pressing her breasts harder into my bare chest.

When I pull away from her she sticks out her lower lip, and I can’t help but laugh. “I thought we weren’t ready for round two?” I tease.

Addison rolls her eyes but snuggles in closer. “You’re right. This is much better.”

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