“What are you thinking?” Daniel asks me and instinctively I look up at him, swallowing hard and licking my lips. I love how his eyes flicker to them and I hesitantly reach up, spearing my fingers through his hair.
And he lets me.
He lowers his lips and gently brushes them against mine although he doesn’t kiss me yet. The lingering scents of whiskey and vodka mingle with my lust and love of bad decisions, giving me a heady feeling.
“I always knew you were bad for me,” I whisper against his lips as he bends down to kiss me. To actually press his hot lips against mine this time. His tongue demands entrance, licking against the seam of my lips and I grant him his wish. The heated kiss is short-lived and I’m left breathless.
I can feel his smile as he pulls away, taking the key from his pocket and licking his lower lip. I love how he does it like that. Slow and sensual and like he’s hiding a secret that thrills him to no end.
“Bad for you doesn’t even begin to cover it, Addison.”
Chapter Twelve
Daniel
Barely contained.
Everything about me is barely contained. All I can think about is ripping off Addison’s clothes and finally getting inside her tight cunt. I know she wants me. She’s sighing softly every time I let my skin touch hers, filling the night air with her little pants of need.
Tiny touches. It started out as a way to tease her as we walked back to the house I’m renting. Little caresses that made me smile at her desperation.
She’s so responsive. So needy.
I can’t fucking stand it.
I’ve always known I was selfish. It’s something my father said I inherited from him. He looked at me with pride when he said it too.
Tonight I’m going to take advantage of that particular trait of mine.
The front door swings open and it’s pitch black inside. I don’t waste my time stumbling for a light in the foyer.
I’m fucking her in my bed. I’ve already decided that.
“Daniel--” Addison gasps my name as I pick her up with one arm, forcing her legs to wrap around my hips. The door slams shut and I lock it as I crush my lips against hers.
My name. She’s gasping my name. She’ll scream it too. Hearing that hauntingly sweet voice say my name as if it’s the only word meant to fall from her lips is everything I’ve ever wanted. Fucking music to my ears.
She moans into my mouth and then pulls away to breathe, her neck arching as I press my stiff erection against her heat, pushing her into the door and nipping at her neck.
“Upstairs,” I groan against her hot skin although she doesn’t have a choice in the matter. I’ve only said it to remind myself that I’m not fucking her here.
Not just yet. Only seconds away. Only seconds.
I take the stairs two at a time, making her cling to me. My heart feels as though it’s losing control, beating chaotically. All the blood in my body must be in my dick. Her lips crash against my neck over and over and her nails dig into my shoulders through my shirt.
“Daniel,” she moans and my name on her lips is a sin. I kick the bedroom door open and moonlight is shining through the blinds, giving me everything I need to see all of this.
I want to remember every detail. I can barely breathe and the alcohol is coursing through my blood, but I will remember every fucking detail of this night.
The bed groans with her surprised gasp as I toss her onto it and pull my shirt over my shoulders. She’s still trying to get her balance as I kick off my pants and crawl on the bed to get to her. My breaths are coming in short and frantic. I’d be embarrassed, but Addison is just the same. She’s just as eager and there isn’t a thing in this world that could make me feel more desire than the way she stares back at me with nothing but lust.
Something tears as I pull at her dress, ripping it off her shoulders and down her body. Before I take her panties off her to join the puddle of clothes by the bed, I cup her hot pussy as I kiss her again. And this time it’s me that moans into her mouth.
My dick is already impossibly hard, and precum is leaking from me at the feel of the silken fabric beneath my fingers, hot and damp with her arousal.
I don’t bother to take them off gently. But I never thought I would either. Shredding them with my hands, I ignore her gasp of surprise and quickly lower my mouth to her cunt.
She falls back onto the mattress, spearing her fingers through my hair as I lick her from her entrance to her clit.
So fucking sweet. Sweeter than the shots. Sweeter than the trace of wine on her lips as she kissed me.
There’s not enough time in a single night for everything I want to do to her. I barely pull myself off her clit to shove two fingers inside of her. I’m not gentle as I finger fuck her, thrusting as deep as I can go.
Her back arches, threatening to pull her pussy away from me, but I pin her hip down and curl my fingers up to stroke against her front wall. The sweet, strangled moans are everything I need and everything I’ve ever wanted.
I pause for only a second to watch her reaction. How her eyes are half-lidded but she’s staring at me. Her dark green eyes meet mine and I press my thumb to her swollen nub to see her throw her head back in pleasure. Her pussy clenches around my fingers with need.
“So tight,” I say with reverence.
“It’s been a while,” she breathes out while writhing.
I almost ask how long. Almost.
There’s a small voice in the back of my head that keeps hissing that she doesn’t belong to me and when she utters those words, I’m acutely aware of how my brother had her first.
He might have been her first, but I’ll ruin her.
I’ll make her mine and make her forget about any other man who’s touched her.
My dick throbs with a nearly unbearable pain from the desire to be inside her. To thrust into her and take her exactly how I’ve been picturing since I saw her four nights ago.
My fingers wrap around her throat, and at the same time I palm my dick.
“I want you to look at me,” I tell her although I’m breathing heavily. I feel her swallow against my grip and then she nods. Lining up my dick, I press the head between her folds and she shudders beneath me.
Her soft moan vibrates against my hand and then I slam all of me inside of her. Every bit of me, and I watch her eyes widen and her mouth drop open with a sharp gasp.
Fuck! She feels too good and she immediately spasms around my dick. I can’t move or breathe. If I do, I’ll cum with her without a second thought.
It takes every ounce of control I have to keep my eyes on hers. To watch her so I can remember this forever.
Her body trembles as she tries to bow her back, but I’m holding her down, making her take it all. Her hands reach up to her neck. Her nails are digging into my fingers as I thrust again and again, tightening my grip but still letting her breathe. Yes! I love how she lets me own her body. Mine. All mine.
Her cunt tightens around my cock to the point where it’s fucking strangling me the way I am her. The room is filled with the noises of me fucking her relentlessly.
I loosen my grip as I pound into her and she sucks in a deep breath. Feeling her pant and struggle against me, my lips slam against hers. With her chest pressed against me, I can feel her heart beating just as hard against mine.