I tilted her chin to the side to look at me. “Funny you should say that because I was there.”
Her eyes widened at my admission. “W-what?” she whispered.
“I couldn’t stay away. I knew how much that first show meant to you, and I wanted to see you ride. No one knew I was there, not even my brother. I actually bought one of the pictures of you and Cash. It was the look of pure joy on your face in that photo, jumping over the last jump of the jump-off, that brought me to my knees. It’s beautiful. I was planning to get a painting commissioned of it and surprise you with it. And I was also going to use it as a way to reveal that I was with youthe whole time.”
The look on Addison’s face was one of pure shock, yet also complete love and adoration. Fuck, I missed her looking at me like that. She pulled my mouth to hers and kissed me deeply, pouring her entire heart into the kiss. She pulled away briefly. “Why did you just ruin the surprise?”
I chuckled against her mouth. “Because I’m done keeping anything from you.”
She smirked. “Well, you can still surprise me with gifts, Adler.” She rolled her eyes affectionately before bringing my mouth back to hers.
We soaked for a bit longer, just catching up and having easy conversation like we always used to do. I was battling an internal struggle, toeing a fine line between wanting to ease back into our relationship, giving her time, and wanting to worship every fucking inch of her gorgeous body until I made her scream my name.
I wrapped Addison in one of the large, fluffy white towels that the hotel provided. “Will you stay with me tonight?”
She nodded. “Of course, but can I borrow a T-shirt to sleep in?” I nodded and dug through my bag for an extra shirt for her to throw on. I probably should have thought this through a little more because seeing her in nothing but my shirt that showed off her long, toned legs was chipping away at the last bit of resolve that I had left.
As if Addison could see the storm raging inside my head, she sauntered over to me, running her hands up my bare chest, placing light kisses along the way, thoroughly calming the storm inside me. I sucked in a sharp breath and shut my eyes, reveling in her touch. She continued her torture south, dropping to her knees, tugging my boxer briefs down with her. I ran my fingers through her hair. “Baby, you don’t have to do that. I should be the one on my knees for you, groveling,” I rasped.
Ignoring me, Addison licked slowly from the base to the tip of my cock, making my breath hitch and my knees almost buckle. “Fuck,” I groaned. She smiled against my length before taking me to the back of her throat, immediately causing me to tighten my grip on her hair. She worked me over, reaching around to grip my ass, pulling me in deeper. She on her knees in my shirt, her hair wound around my fist, her deep green eyes looking up at me as she sucked me off, was the prettiest fucking thing I’d ever seen. I was close, so close. I reached under her arms and pulled her up, not ready to come quite yet. “If I’m going to come, it’ll be when I’m buried deep inside you.” Once I got her to her feet, I crashed my mouth to hers, and she opened immediately for me, our tongues tangling. It was like we were both fighting for control, clawing at each other like we couldn’t get enough.
I pushed her back onto the bed and spread her legs wide so I could settle my body between them. I hovered over her. “I fucking missed you, sweetheart.” Before she could respond, I shoved my shirt up her body before kissing my way down untilI sealed my mouth over her core, causing her back to instantly arch off the bed with a desperate moan. “And I fucking missed how you taste.” I lowered my head back down and sucked her clit into my mouth, pulling the sweetest sounds from her. I dipped a finger in and tilted her hips up slightly for a better angle before slipping my tongue deep inside.
Her legs clamped around my head as she began panting. “Dean, please,” she moaned. I worked her with my tongue and fingers until I felt her start to clench. Knowing she was getting close, I sucked hard on her clit, and she gripped my hair tight before screaming my name as her legs shook. I continued my torture, letting her ride out every bit of pleasure as she came down.
She propped herself up on her elbows, still catching her breath, chest heaving as she looked down at me. “And I fucking missed you, Adler” was all she managed to get out before lying back down on the bed, spent.
I crawled back up her body and placed a searing kiss on her mouth, knowing she could taste herself on my tongue. “I’m not done with you yet, James,” I said against her mouth. She pushed me off her and sat up, pulling my shirt up over her head and then pushing me onto my back. I looked up at her with a smirk. “You want to take control now, baby?”
Fire blazed in her emerald eyes as she nodded, straddling me. I leaned forward, sucking one of her perfect pink nipples into my mouth while I rolled the other one between my fingers. She dropped her head back with a sigh before pushing me back down on the bed. Addison grabbed both my wrists andheld them above my head. “No touching. Just sit back and watch.” She propped herself up on her knees and reached down, gripping my cock to position it at her center.
“Wait, what about a condom?” I rasped out. It was hard to speak with her hand on my dick.
“I’m on birth control, and I want to feel all of you. I’ve never done this without a condom.”
I nodded. “I want to feel you too, baby. I’ve never had sex without a condom either, and if you’re sure.” I nodded for her to go ahead.
She teased herself with my cock for a moment before slowly sitting down on my length, inch by torturous fucking inch. My eyes shut at the sensation. It was all too much. She felt incredible, so tight, so warm and wet. It took all the strength in the goddamn world not to touch her, but I did as I was told and kept my hands to myself. I was pretty sure my knuckles were white with how tight I was clenching my fists.
This girl was fucking heaven.
Chapter 30
Addison
Oncemybodyadjustedto Dean’s size, I began to move. I could see the tortured look in Dean’s eyes as he tried to keep his hands to himself, and damn, did it make me feel powerful. I rode him slowly at first, taking my time, rolling my hips lazily. “You are fucking killing me, baby,” Dean groaned.
I angled my body to rub my clit against his shaft, making my eyes nearly roll back into my head as I clawed my nails down his chest, likely leaving marks.
“Yes, baby, use me to get off. Fuck, you’re gorgeous. You feel so fucking good,” Dean growled through clenched teeth.
I leaned back, resting my hands behind me on the tops of his thighs, continuing to ride him. He was so deep, and this angle was heaven. He was hitting just the right spot, and my toes curled. I could feel the orgasm building at the base of my spine, and Dean knew what I needed, just like he always did. Completely ignoring my “no touching” instruction, he reached out one hand and pressed his thumb against my clit, rubbing tight circles, and I instantly combusted. I saw stars. The orgasm was explosive.
He moved both hands to my hips and took over control,using my body to get himself off. He worked my hips over him fast and hard as he drove up into me. It didn’t take long before he let out a guttural sound with my name on his lips. He then slowed the pace, milking every bit of his orgasm.
Once we both came down, I lay my body on top of his, absolutely sated. He wrapped his big, strong arms around me and kissed the top of my head while still inside me. “I love you,” he whispered into my hair.
I looked up at him and into his dark eyes. “I love you too,” I replied before placing a soft kiss against his lips.
