Total pages in book: 21
Estimated words: 20411 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 102(@200wpm)___ 82(@250wpm)___ 68(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 20411 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 102(@200wpm)___ 82(@250wpm)___ 68(@300wpm)
As soon as I enter my room, I can smell her. She was in here. I’d know Addison’s favorite scent anywhere because I live with it in my mind. I open the closet and look for the suit and can smell her on my clothes. Did she come in here to drop off my suit or did she come in here to be near me? Fuck, my dick’s rock hard, but I need to get my ass dressed for the wedding.
Hopping into the shower, I take my dick in hand and picture her with me, taking it deep while coming for me. I’m shooting off my load into my hand, wishing it was Addison’s unprotected womb.
The second I’m out, I start getting ready. I’m in my boxer briefs when the door opens. I freeze, hoping it’s not Tanya.
Emmitt’s mom is the reason I don’t trust women and fucking stay clear of them. I duck to the side, hoping she doesn’t notice me, but then I see it’s not her. Instead, it’s the prettiest fucking woman I’ve ever seen, closing the door. It’s my feisty Addison.
She doesn’t see me at first, because she has her head down. She pants, pressing her forehead on the door. Fuck, my cock is making a prominent appearance. She has on the prettiest green dress that barely covers her upper thighs. I’m jealous, instantly and insanely jealous of how much others can see of what’s mine.
“Are you running from someone?” I asked, startling her. She stumbles back stepping in the strap of my computer bag and falling backward. I try to catch her, but we both end up on the bed with me on top of her and my cock jabbing her sweet pussy. It’s so fucking hard, I’m doing everything I can to keep from coming.
She gasps as I groan. Our eyes meet, and she bites her lip. “Who are you running from, Addison?” I demand, refusing to fix our positions.
She raises her brows and stares up at me with annoyance. “Um…you…”
“This is my room.” She rolls her hips and I’m not sure if it’s to get me off of her or to feel my raging steel even more.
“I know it is. Um…can you get off of me?”
“If you ask nicely, Addison. Can you even do that?”
“Tanner, please get off me before you ruin my dress with that enormous cock of yours.” I get up gingerly as my cock nearly tears through the thin cotton material to get to the only woman he wants.
Then Addison starts laughing to herself, tucking her chin down, hiding her face from me.
“What’s funny and why the fuck would you run from me?”
“Not so much you, but they said…well. Never mind. It’s not important,” she stammers as she realizes that I’m only in my boxer briefs. Her eyes roam my body, taking in the very person she was running away from. If I have it my way, she’ll only be running into my arms like I’ve been craving since we met. Every single day, I’ve thought of having her look at me with that hunger in her eyes.
She digs her teeth into her bottom lip with her greedy eyes teasing the fuck out of my dick. “You like what you see?”
“Wow, sorry. It’s not that. It’s just. Holy fuck, you could kill a woman with that thing.” She clasps her hands to her mouth rapidly.
“Thanks, baby, but I want to know why you’d run from me.”
“It’s not that. Madison thought you and I should get together and so does Emmitt. He mentioned it in front of Tanya.” That’s Emmitt’s mom who doesn’t care for me one bit. I’m the one who should hate her. She acts like my father and I were in the wrong.
“Oh and I’m sure she had great things to say.”
“Actually, she only said that I could do better. And then she dragged me off to meet a couple of Emmitt’s friends.” I tilt my head and do my best to hold in my growl.
“So she made you take off running because she wanted to keep us apart.” My face darkens with wicked intent. My hard dick coats pre-come all over my boxers. With a low, deep rumble, I add, “She fucked up because from this moment on we’re not going to be apart.”
“Confident, aren’t you?” she asks, licking her lips.
“Determined. More determined than I’ve ever been about anything.”
“Really? What makes you think I’m interested?”
“Besides staring at my dick? The tiny dresses at the office after I told you they were distracting. You like torturing me.”
“I do like to get you riled up, Tanner.”
“And another thing, Emmitt let it slip the other night that you dream with my name on your lips. So try another excuse.”
“I don’t have an excuse. I don’t want one.”
“I like that. I like that a fucking lot.” I grunt, walking over to the bed, parting her thighs and standing between them. Cupping her jaw, I murmur, “I wonder…are these lips as tasty as they look.” With a smirk, I drop my head, feeling her breath on my face as she pants. “I’m just gonna have to find out.” I crush my lips to hers, caressing her soft mouth with my strong and rough one.