Chapter 19

Colton

I couldn’t believe it. I’d just told Addison that I loved her. I didn’t regret the words, it had just been unexpected. I’d never told a girl that before. I’d always shied away from saying it, knowing that I wanted the words to mean something. And now they did. They meant something more to me than I could say.

Addison’s kiss was so delicate and sweet, it made my insides ache. But I couldn’t control myself for long. I took charge of the kiss, taking it somewhere more seductive, until she was mewling against my lips, her body flush against mine, her hands gripping me tightly.

I cupped her bottom and lifted, and she slipped her legs around my waist. Carrying her across the room to a table, I set her there, holding her face still so that I could explore her mouth more deeply. Our tongues entwined and I moaned, loving the feel of her. She got my cock harder than anyone else could, and I knew I turned her on.

I pulled up the sweater she was wearing, palming her breasts through her bra, and then licking through the thin material to tease her nipples. They hardened into little peaks under my tongue and I couldn’t help sucking one after another into my mouth until she was moaning near-constantly.

I thanked God that she was wearing a skirt and my hands slowly crept underneath it, over the stocking, up her knee, then her thigh. I stopped when I reached bare skin, realizing that she was wearing thigh-high stockings.

I looked into her eyes and she gave me a shy smile. I realized she’d hoped for the best from our exchange too. Otherwise why would she have dressed in such an inviting way? I pushed up her skirt to reveal the tops of the stockings and the tiny scrap of lace that was her panties.

I cupped her pussy, groaning when I felt how warm and wet she already was. Addison’s desire for me was a powerful aphrodisiac. I had to taste her again, or I’d go crazy. Laying her back gently across a table full of fabric scraps, I positioned myself between her thighs. I spread her open to my gaze and her legs fell open.”

“You’re so fucking perfect here,” I said, tracing her slit with my finger. “I could spend the rest of my life just kissing you here, tasting you, savoring you.”

“Please,” she said, her gaze igniting a lust inside me that was near overwhelming. “Please, Colton. I need you.”

I couldn’t leave my sweetheart in need. I bent to her, running my tongue along her slit, going wild at the first taste of her honey. I made love to her with my mouth, unable to stop myself from tasting every part of her.

Her legs began to shake when I found her sensitive little nub and worked it with my tongue. I slid one finger into her tight heat, then another, working them back and forth until I could feel she was on the edge.

I backed off, and she let out an exclamation of frustration. I began my torment again, bringing her right to the edge and then backing off. Over and over I toyed with her until she reached down to grab my hair, holding me there.

I fastened my mouth over her clit and picked up the pace with my fingers, hitting the spot inside her that I knew drove her crazy. She started to climax instantly, and I took advantage, licking at her furiously.

I rose, my cock making a tent in the tight red shorts. I have to have her, my aching dick said. Now. Rough. Bend her over and fuck her until you die of ecstasy.

Thankfully, my better mind took over. We were in some kind of studio or workshop, with tools and fabric scattered everywhere. There were no surfaces beyond the tables and chairs on which I could work my magic.

Addison lay there panting, her eyes closed. I needed to take my time with her, bring her to the peak over and over again. I wanted to pleasure her like no one had before. And this wasn’t the place to do it.

Gently I pulled down her skirt, then bent to kiss her. “Wait here a moment, love.”

Hurrying to the bathroom, I pulled my clothes on over the costume, not wanting to waste precious seconds away from her. Grabbing my bag, I returned to the main room to find Addison hopping off the table.

“Get your coat,” I said, kissing her cheek and throwing on my own winter jacket. “And let’s get out of here.”

She followed me out into the alley, turning back to lock the door behind her. Then we were headed out into the street. I hailed a cab, lucky to find one driving by. The snow was coming down in giant wet flakes and I wanted to get Addison out of the weather as quickly as possible.

In the cab, I hooked my arm around her shoulders and pulled her closer, kissing her neck. I loved the smell of her, like something fresh and warm. I nuzzled her there and she gave a throaty laugh.

It was several miles back to my place, and although the shops had seemed deserted, traffic was heavy. I knew it would be a while. Sitting with her beside me, feeling the delicate weight of her in my arms, I didn’t think I could wait that long.

My cock was throbbing in my pants. It wouldn’t go down, not with her next to me, not without feeling her heat around it. She glanced over and caught sight of the erection straining against the fabric of my pants, her mouth making a little ‘O’ of surprise. Then her expression changed into something more mischievous.

Ever so slowly, she slid her hand over until she could trace the outline of my cock. I had to bite my lip and force myself not to grab her hand and mold it to my aching shaft. Pulling her closer I kissed her, putting every ounce of lust I was feeling into the kiss.

She pulled away, breathing heavy. “Wow.”

I smiled. Then I caught sight of the rear-view mirror. The cabbie was watching us, and he slipped me a wink. I chuckled, then pulled the hand away from my cock to tuck it into mine. I kissed her sweetly on the cheek and forced myself to behave until we got to my apartment.

I rushed her up the steps, eager to get inside and get back to business. I slammed the door behind me, then bent to pick her up. She was like air in my fingers. Addison arched and stretched her legs, taking up a ballet position that suddenly made her look like a bird in flight. I was entranced by her elegance.

Then I set her down and she pounced on me, pushing me onto the bed and climbing on top of me. She settled herself on my aching cock and started grinding against me through my clothing. I grit my teeth. “Slow down, baby.”

She laughed. “What’s the matter? You were teasing me back at the studio, bringing me to the edge and not letting me come. If you can’t take the heat, get the hell out of the kitchen.”

I grabbed her by the hips and flipped her over, taking position on top. Then I ground my cock between her thighs, rubbing until I found her clit and heard her sharp intake of breath. “Who can’t stand the heat now?”

Flipping up her skirt, I ripped her panties off, exposing her to my gaze. She was gorgeous, her pale skin against the black thigh-highs that had my pulse racing. Addison pulled her sweater over her head, then unfastened her bra.

My mouth watered at the sight of her high breasts with those perky nipples. They resembled two cherries, still swollen from my treatment at the studio. Then she pushed her skirt down her legs and lay before me, only in her stockings.

I removed my own sweater and then unzipped my jeans, exposing the red shorts underneath. She licked her lips and I didn’t care about teasing her anymore. I needed to be inside her, or I was going to die from longing.

Clothes abandoned, I climbed into the bed and pulled her into my arms, kissing her feverishly. Addison gripped me, clawing at my shoulders, kissing me back with an intensity that just drove my own arousal higher. I pulled away, going to my knees, and turned her over, positioning her on her knees in front of me.

She looked back over her shoulder and then bent low, arching her back and exposing her perfect lines to me. She had a dancer’s body, lithe and smooth, and amazingly flexible.

I rubbed my hard cock along her pussy, but this time I didn’t tease her. I pushed in deep on the first thrust, burying myself completely in her heat.

Addison cried out and I thrust again, deeper still. With a death grip on her hips I pounded into her, unable to hold back anything from her. She cried out, then begged me for more. She was pushing back against me, driving me mad, until I could feel my climax boiling up.

I wouldn’t come before her, though. I angled my cock to hit the spot deep inside her and she moaned, her head thrashing against the pillow. Another couple thrusts and she was coming hard, her whole body shaking.

When I felt her inner muscles squeezing around me, I couldn’t hold back anymore. With a triumphant yell I climaxed, and it felt like the top of my head exploded. Spots appeared before my eyes and I collapsed, having never experienced such intense pleasure.

I pulled her against my chest, spooning her, my arm wrapped across her chest. “I love you, Addison.”

“I love you too,” she said, her voice soft.

My heart stopped, then started with a fierce boom. She loves me.

“Thank you for giving me another chance. I won’t disappoint you,” I said, moving her hair aside to kiss her neck. “You’re everything I ever wanted.”

“You’re not so bad yourself.”

I laughed, then got serious. “Things are going well at the restaurant, and I’ve been offered the head chef position at the new place the owner’s opening. Money will be good soon. I think we should move in together. I want to take care of you.”

She shifted to look into my eyes. “Are you sure? Aren’t we moving too fast?”

I shook my head. “I want to spend every spare minute with you. Why wait to do that until some arbitrary time in the future? I want you now. Every second of every day.”

Addison smiled and light filled my chest. I wanted her to know how much she meant to me. “I only want to make you happy, and that means fulfilling my promises to you.” I kissed her on the nose. “I promise, I’ll never strip again.”

“That’s too bad,” she said with a cheeky smile. “Because I want another show.”