I push open the front door. “After you,” I say. I don’t know why but it feels like an eternity before she takes that first step into the house.
She puts her hand on mine that holds her hip, intertwining our fingers. It feels like someone just sent electric shocks through me. My body is one big, tight nerve. It’s been one big, tight nerve this whole fucking week. I’m so out of my comfort zone, it’s not funny. At this point I’ve been winging it, hoping she wants what I want. She takes a step into the house, her hand never leaving mine. “Upstairs or downstairs?” She looks over her shoulder.
“I just want to put it on the record that I did have plans to wine and dine you tonight,” I clarify, kicking the door shut with my foot.
She turns to face me, her hand slipping out of mine but she doesn’t step away from me, instead she takes a step, closing the distance. “Are you saying that you wouldn’t have tried to sleep with me tonight?” She looks up at me, the twinkle in her eye.
I shake my head. “Do you know the hell I’ve been through this week?” I ask her, my hand coming up to push her hair behind her shoulder. “Having you close but not close enough.” I lean down and rub my nose along her neck. “Giving you the space you needed but wanting to be in your space.” I kiss her right where I can feel her heart beating just as fast as mine. “I’ve been trying really fucking hard not to scare you away.” I trail kisses back up to her jaw. “Every single night I wanted to come into your room and slide into bed with you.” She shivers under my touch and I fucking love it. I love that I have this effect on her, it’s the same effect she has on me. “I want you in my bed,” I spell out to her, “tonight, tomorrow.” I kiss her lips softly. “Every fucking night.” Being next to her and not being able to act and do the things I’ve wanted to do has to be the hardest thing I’ve ever done in my life. I tried to be subtle about it, sit next to her, touch her when we are standing side by side. Watch the ridiculous shows she watches just so I can hold her hand. My favorite thing to do lately is just sit with her and look out at Avery. Except it would be with her in my lap or sitting in front of me while I kiss her neck.
“Well then, you should have just come to my room.” She puts her hands on her hips. “Because I was waiting for you to make the first move.” She leans her head back and nibbles my jaw, my cock straining so bad to get into her. “It’s a good thing I didn’t have my vibrator here, or else you would have heard the buzzing.”
“Addison,” I hiss out her name.
“Stefano,” she moans out mine, and all I do is close my eyes and count to ten. I have to count to ten or else she would be over my shoulder as I carry her to my bedroom. I get to four before she says, “Touch me.”
Yup, it is at that moment I snap. My eyes flicker open and all I can see is her. Instead of throwing her over my shoulder, I wrap one arm around her waist and pick her up. Her legs wrap around my waist, her arms around my neck, and then her mouth is on mine. Our tongues attack each other’s as I move toward the stairs. Our heads move side to side as we try to deepen the kiss. Once we get into my room, I stop right in front of the couch that faces the bed. She lets go of the kiss and looks around. “Finally made it into the bedroom.” She smirks at me as she slips her legs off my hips. She stands in front of me, tossing one shoe to the side followed with the other one. “It’s a lot different than I thought it was going to be.”
She looks around and I chuckle. “How so?” I try to focus on the conversation but all I can do is watch her. She has a hold on me I don’t even think she knows about.
“I was expecting leopard.” She laughs at her own joke. “Black satin sheets, for sure.” Her hands go to the side of her skirt and the sound of the zipper fills the room, and every comeback I had is out the window. I don’t even know my own name at this point, all I can do is watch her hand. “Maybe even leather walls.” She keeps talking but my eyes never leave her hips as the skirt falls to her feet. “Also, I may look different,” she says, standing in front of me wearing just her white body suit. It looks more like a swimsuit. “I have stretch marks.”
“You are even more gorgeous than you were back then,” I cut her off, “and you were the top of the pyramid back then. My mouth waters when I look at you.” I can’t stop my mouth.
“My hips are fuller.” She moves her hand up her hip and I can’t help but lick my lips. “My breasts are also a bit fuller but also not as perky.” She looks down and her voice trails off.
“Shut up,” I snap. “Don’t say even one word negative about you or your body,” I say, my teeth clenched together, and her eyes snap back to me. “Your body brings me to my knees. I want to spend all night worshipping you and your body.” I don’t add in that I’m going to spend the rest of my life worshipping her because I don’t want to push her too fast, but there is no way I’m letting her go after finally finding her after all this time. “Show me.”
“I’m already half naked,” she says to me.
I immediately kick off my shoes to the side to join hers. My hands go to the third button of my shirt and then the fourth, before I just pull it off me. “I’ve already seen that.” She folds her arms over her chest, cocking her hip. My hands go to the button on my shorts and then the zipper. I pull the shorts off, leaving me in just my boxers, my cock outlined, showing her how hard it is.
“Is this better?” I ask.
“Yes,” she whispers out and then slides a hand between her legs and I hear the sound of snapping, and then in one fluid movement the white bodysuit is over her head. My hand goes to my mouth as I take her in.
“You’re fucking exquisite!” I exclaim to her and she looks down shyly. I walk over to the bed, getting on it in the middle as her eyes watch me. “Are you coming?” I hold out my hand to her and she walks over to the bed, putting one knee on, then the other, and she crawls over to me. “You are beautiful,” I tell her as she bends over and slides her tongue into my mouth. One of her hands slides under my head while my hand comes up and rubs the back of her leg, all the way to her ass. She lets go of the kiss before she throws her leg over me, putting her hands on my chest, sitting right on my covered cock. I groan as the heat from her pussy seeps through my boxers. “That’s not playing fair,” I groan between clenched teeth. My hands come up to cup her tits as she moves her hips back and forth on my cock, my fingers pinching both her nipples at the same time. She bites her lower lip as she moans, right before she falls forward and kisses me. Her hands come to hold my face as she slides her tongue into my mouth.
“I want to do something.” Her words come out breathlessly as she moves down, kissing my chest, her hair tickling me as she trails her tongue down the middle of my chest. “For the life of me,” she says, stopping right on top of the band of my boxers, “I can’t remember sucking your cock.” All I can do is watch her as she peels the boxers down over my cock as it springs loose. I lift my hips as she peels them off me, tossing them to the side. My head comes off the mattress as I watch her. “Yeah, I don’t remember this at all,” she says, gripping the base of my cock and then her tongue comes out. She licks from my balls all the way up my shaft, and I can’t help the way my head falls back as her mouth covers my cock. “Definitely would have remembered having you in my mouth,” she declares. I watch her as she swallows me from the tip to the middle of my cock, her fist working with her mouth. Each time she tries to take me deeper and deeper.
“Fuck,” I hiss when she sucks and twirls her tongue around the head of my cock. Her fist going faster and faster, I can feel my balls getting tight. “I’m going to—” I don’t even finish because she takes me into her mouth again, sucking me into the back of her throat.
“Good.” She smirks, taking the head into her mouth, her fist never stopping. “Means I’m doing it right.”
I can’t even answer her because I’m coming in her mouth, and the only thing I can say is her name. “Addison.” She swallows every single last drop, smiling when my cock falls out of her mouth.
“Yes,” she says, getting up on her knees almost as if she’s standing proud, and she should be.
“That was—” I start to say but my head is slower than my hands because I’m already flipping her onto her back. “My turn,” I say as she sits in the middle of the bed, her arms back on the mattress, legs propped up and spread.
“Now, I definitely remember you doing this,” she confirms, her voice quivering when I kiss her inner left thigh.
“Are you sure you really remember?” I ask her, right before I lick through her slit, all the way up to her clit. “I know I remember this for sure.” I suck her clit into my mouth, and she tries to squeeze my head, making me laugh. “Do you remember this?” I ask her as I slide two fingers into her as I nip at her clit. This time her head goes back, her hips lift off the bed. “Someone wants more?” I tease her as I eat her pussy with everything I’ve got. I lick, suck, and bite all the while finger-fucking her. The sound of her moaning fills the room and I know she’s about to come because I can feel my fingers being squeezed tighter and tighter. “Want to come on my finger”—I flick her clit—“or my tongue?”
“Both,” she says, and I smirk at her.
“Rub your clit, then,” I instruct her. She moves one of her hands to replace my tongue as I slide my tongue into her, with my fingers making her even wetter. “You taste like heaven,” I say, and she thrusts her hips up, getting my fingers in all the way to my knuckles.
“Stefano,” she breathes my name, her hand leaving her clit as she runs it through my hair. “Remember that time—” she says but stops when I rub her G-spot.
“What time, baby?” I tease her, my fingers slowing down.
“The time in the bathroom.” I listen to her and I know exactly what she’s talking about. It was a memory I used over and over during the years. “When I was coming and then you rammed your cock into me.”
“Yes,” I tell her, my fingers picking up speed.
“I want that, please,” she begs me, and I swear I would give her whatever she wants. “Fuck me like that again.”
“Okay,” I agree, “but after, I get to fuck you how I want.”
“Deal.” She moves her hand to her clit, moving it side to side ferociously, my fingers picking up the speed. “I’m almost there.”
“I know,” I say, my tongue sliding in there with my finger and I feel the spasm around my finger and my tongue.
“Stefano,” she cries as she spasms once, twice, and then I pull my fingers out of her and quickly ram my cock into her. I slide it into the tightness and I have to stop as soon as I’m balls deep. Both of our moans fill the room. “Fuck me,” she groans, falling to her back, her legs wrapping around my waist. “I remember you fucking me harder.”
I get up on my knees, her legs dropping to the sides. I pick one up and place it over my shoulder as I hammer away into her. My hips thrust into her as my thumb works her clit, her pussy squeezing me so hard as she comes or continues coming from before. I press her ankle that is next to my lips in a kiss as I slow down the pace of my fucking, but my thumb works her clit, faster and faster. Right when I know she’s going to come again, my hands move to the sides of her as I thrust into her harder and harder. My balls slap her ass, her hands holding my forearms as I take her over the cliff again. She soaks me as she spasms over my cock again and again. I slow down my speed until she’s done. “One more?” I ask her, or maybe I’m telling. This time I fall onto her a bit but then move her legs over my forearms, opening her up even wider.
“Yes,” she pants out as I move my cock all the way out and then slam back into her.
“So fucking tight,” I say, looking into her eyes. “Watch my cock,” I tell her, and her eyes go to between her legs. “Watch your pussy take my cock.” I push all of me into her, then pull out again, so slow we both groan. “Your pussy was made for me,” I say, slamming into her, “my cock was made for you.”
Her eyes never leave my cock. One of her hands goes between us as she slides her fingers around my cock, her touch shooting through me. I take my cock out of her, pushing her leg back, and my mouth lands on her wet pussy. I kiss her pussy like it’s the last thing I’m going to do on this earth. My tongue slides into her as I move my face side to side before licking her slit to her clit and biting down on it. She lifts her hips for a second and calls my name over and over again, “Stefano.” I move back, sliding my cock into her. “Yes,” she hisses with one leg over my shoulder again, the other one stretched out.
She’s so fucking open to me, I slide into her slowly, but my hand comes up, and I rub her clit with two fingers, faster and faster. Her moans get louder and louder every single time I bury myself balls deep in her. In and out slowly, but my hand moves vigorously from side to side. “Oh my God,” she says, her eyes closed as she takes in the feeling. I know she’s close. I can feel it. I also know she hasn’t given me a big one yet. I know I want it. I want her to cry out for me. I slip my cock out of her and slide two fingers into her, harder and harder. “Yes,” she moans, and I know she’s right here; she’s on the edge. Right when she’s finally going to come, I slam into her. She screams my name as the both of us come, and her juices soak my cock as I empty myself into her over and over again. I don’t think I’ve ever come this hard in my life. I roll to the side when both of us go limp. Wrapping my arms around her, I take her with me. My cock still buried in her. “That was—” she says, moving the hair away from her face. “That was—”
“Better than anything I’ve ever dreamed of,” I finish her thought as she buries her face into my neck.
“But can we do that again?” she asks, laughing.
I can’t help but laugh because I’ve never been this fucking happy in my life. “Oh, we are going to do that a couple more times before the night is over.”
She unburies herself from my neck. “Promise?”
I look down at her, kissing her lips. “I promise you everything.”
