know when I’m not wanted somewhere. And by the way, the only reason I’m sitting here with them right now is because I apologized and admitted that I was an asshole.”
She stands with a huff and spins around, marching back to her date.
“Well, that was fun.” Addy laughs. “What were we talking about?”
“Tyson fucking up a remodel on a house he’s thinking of buying.”
“Oh, right. Yeah. So I have lots of ideas about that kitchen. It’s ugly now but has so much potential.”
Tyson’s eyes meet mine over the table, humor dancing there. Lizzy’s presence could have ruined a perfectly good evening but Addy’s confidence in our relationship wouldn’t let it. Tyson’s right. I’m so hard for her right now.
We spend another hour at The Flying Goat before going our separate ways. Since Zoey’s at my parents’ place for the night, we get to have a sleepover ourselves.
Which means she’s coming home with me.
To the place where I hope she lives someday soon.
After a quick stop at her place to pick up Macaroni, we arrive at my house. There are still a few rooms that I need to do something with, but I’m delaying, wanting Addy to be the one to make the decisions with me. One of the rooms will one day be Zoey’s and hopefully the others we’ll fill with more kids.
I park my pickup in the garage and we make our way inside, Macaroni dancing at our feet, excited to be at his happy place. We’ve discussed him staying here permanently but Zoey couldn’t part with him. So until Addy and Zoey move in, Macaroni is on a visitor-only basis.
I flip on a couple lights, toss my keys in the little bowl on the counter, grab a bottle of water from the fridge and lean against the counter.
“I’ve got something to show you.”
“Oh, do you, now?” Addy says, coming to stand in front of me with her arms wrapped around my waist. She kisses my throat and presses her body against me. Her legs are on either side of my right leg, heat pulsing from her center. It’s almost enough to make me forget that I wasn’t planning to show her my dick, like she thinks I’m suggesting. Though, that is in the plans for later. But right now, I need to show her what was delivered today.
However…
Her lips on my skin have me changing my mind.
“You make me forget everything,” I say, lifting her up and spinning us around so her ass is on the counter and her legs are spread wide. Just perfect for me to fit in between her legs.
“Same,” she moans when I attack her neck just like she did a second ago to me.
Frantically we strip off our clothes, our hands moving at lightning speed to get the show on the road. She helps my jeans down over my ass with her feet while I lift her off the counter enough so she can shimmy out of her own.
Once hers are on the floor by our feet and mine are around my ankles, I don’t hesitate. There is nothing better than being inside her. Nothing. I could die a happy man right here, dick stuck in her while she cries out my name.
I use the counter for leverage and continue to thrust, in and out, in and out.
Her nails scrape my back.
She arches up, giving me better access to her breasts.
When I first learned that I was right about her nipples being sensitive, I didn’t realize just how right I was. It’s one of my favorite places to play because of that very reason.
I suck one nipple into my mouth and scrape it with my teeth.
Her body clenches around me and I speed up, losing all control.
“Yes. Yes! Hard, Beau. Just like that!”
Sweat beads on my forehead as I continue to thrust into her, the back of her head hitting the cupboard every so often. But she doesn’t seem to mind. She’s too wrapped up in what I’m doing to her to care.
“Fuck, Addy, you feel good. It’s always so good.”
“Yes.”
I slide my hand over her thigh and press on her clit, knowing her body well enough by now to know that if I’m close, and I want her to be closer, my thumb on her clit will get her there.
“Ready?” I ask her and she thrashes her head side to side.
“Never. I don’t want to stop.”
“Addy,” I growl. “Get there,” I say, doubling down on my efforts. I shift my hips so