of me, my orgasm milking his own. Collapsing on my chest, the beat of his heart is slamming along with mine. Our breaths are coming in gasps as he nestles his face in the crux of my neck. “I could stay like this all night. Breathing in your scent, never leaving your body. You rock my entire world Addison.”
My heart stutters. For the first time in forever, I feel protected, cherished as I lie nestled underneath him and I want to make this work, for him, for us, for me. I run my fingers along his back and he winces.
“Oh shit, did I scratch you again?”
His lips smile into my neck and he nods. “Yeah you did and I hope this time they scar.”
His naked body is nestled close to mine as he scoops me into his arms. “Stay with me tomorrow.”
Looking at him over my shoulder his face is buried in my neck and he’s kissing along the curve, his warm lips making me shudder.
“I live next door.”
I feel him smile. “And it’s too far away.”
Pulling me tighter in an embrace, his hand resting on my breast, he runs his nose along the length of my throat. “Stay.”
I nod.
He breathes one more contented sigh and falls asleep. I’m wide-awake, my body humming with post-coital awareness, my mind racing with thoughts of how good it feels to be here in his arms and I wonder how long this is going to last. In my experience, nothing is forever.
It’s still dark outside, and there seems to be a chill in the air. The wind is blowing against the window. It’s howling, and rain begins to pelt on the roof. Burrowing deeper under the covers, I pull her tighter to my body. I could wake up like this every day for the rest of my life and be a happy man. Her body is snuggled up close to mine, and she’s grasping my hand to her chest. Her dark hair fanned out on the white pillow and those lips are parted slightly.
The beat of her heart against my palm makes me feel like curling my fingers and holding it firm, never letting go.
Love is a complicated word. It can easily be confused with lust, the emotions so tightly connected. I have no idea what it is I’m feeling in this moment, but I know, I don’t want it to fade anytime soon.
For two months I’ve watched this woman mourn the loss of a love she thought was forever, I watched her change her life from sad and lonely to one as vibrant as her bright green eyes. I was part of that change and I can only hope I’ll be sticking around for a lot longer.
Addison twitches beside me¸ her warm body slightly moving and I’m instantly hard. Releasing my hand, she rubs at her eyes, then turns, her leg covering mine. We’re naked and our new position has me lined up against her entrance.
“Morning.” She’s yawning, her eyes barely open. I trace my finger along the dampness between her legs and know we aren’t leaving this bed anytime soon. A small smile forms at her mouth.
She runs her hands over my head, gently scratching my scalp, sending chills through my body.
“I told you I’d be your morning girl.” She buries her face in my chest, her cold nose slightly shocking me, as she slides herself back and forth along my length, the warmth and wetness of her arousal encompassing me.
“Christ, Addison. I want in.”
My arms are around her body, my hands snaked up her back and tangled in her hair. “I want to lose myself in you and stay in this bed all day.”
Raising her hips, she brings me into all her heat. “Oh fuck.” I’m not wearing a condom, and the feeling of her bare walls surrounding me makes me lose all sense of sanity. “Addison,” Her name rolls out of my mouth as a plea . . . a prayer . . . a promise. I’m dizzy with lust and want to flip her on her back, thrust deeply into her and make her yell my name as she comes apart. Nuzzling my face in her neck, our bodies connected, I know I need to right this and finish what she just started. “Ease up, Baby. I need to get a condom.”
Her fingers press into my back and she sinks down further, her chest pressed to mine, her peaked nipples rubbing against my skin. She doesn’t speak, and she