Between the release and the alcohol I could probably fall asleep right here standing up. Instead, I trash my condom and zip my pants enough that they'll stay up before throwing Addy over my shoulder, making her laugh as I carry her to my unmade bed and fall down into it with her. I'm too exhausted to take the rest of my clothes off and would've slept in my jeans and shoes if she hadn't removed them for me.
The last thing I remember before falling asleep is Addy's legs tangled with mine and what felt like her fingertips brushing over my chest and down my stomach.
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Addison
I wake up refreshed from a good night's sleep, naked, burrowed into Jake's warmth. Actually, I'm almost too refreshed.
"Oh shit!" I mutter when I glance over at the time. It's eight o'clock! I'm supposed to be at work by eight! I scramble off the bed, only to be yanked back down to the mattress like I'm tethered to a bungee cord. Jake pounces on top of me, pinning me down underneath him.
"Jake, seriously, I’ve got to go! I'm already late!" I tell him, trying to use my palms against his unmoving body to get him off of me. His rock hard, amazing body. It's a losing battle.
"If you're already late, what's a few more minutes?" he asks against my neck between open mouth kisses. Kisses that cause goosebumps to spread up and down my arms. His knee moves between my legs, spreading them further apart and then he rocks forward and back, using his hard cock like a battering ram trying to force its way into my pussy. Before I know it, my hips are lifting to meet his thrusts.
"Condom?" I ask.
"I thought you were running late," he says, unmoving, just to be difficult. I reach down and wrap my hand around his cock, giving him a squeeze to motivate him. "Ah fuck, Addy." I smile when he groans against my ear before quickly reaching over to the bedside drawer.
I watch him roll the latex down his impressive length and take the time to let my eyes get their fill of the rest of his incredible body. He's every woman's dream man - big, muscular, tan, smooth abs and pelvic lines chiseled to perfection. His gorgeous body is also why he's been with so many women. I try to kick that thought, and all my insecure doubts, to the curb.
"You're thinking," Jake says causing my eyes to return to his dark, assessing ones. "I hate when you do that shit."
"You don't want me to think?" I scoff.
"Nope. Not when I'm fucking you," he replies, moving back between my open thighs.
"Then you should probably get busy so I'll stop-" my sentence cuts off when he sticks two fingers into my mouth. I glare at him and consider biting them off. But with a smirk, he removes them and reaches down to rub them over my clit. His thumb eventually takes their places while he pumps the thick digits in and out of my pussy. After that I can't think about anything but the building pressure in my lower body, especially with his other hand holding my pelvis down while he finger fucks me until I come screaming his name.
My eyes are still closed when he mounts me and takes me rough and wild. All I can do is grab onto his shoulders and hold on while gasping through another earth shattering release. With a growl and one last deep thrust Jake rolls off of me, panting, his chest rising and falling rapidly. I watch him for a few seconds then shift to my side and throw an arm and leg over him, having this bizarre need to cuddle with him. He's not really the cuddle type of guy, which is probably why I need it from him. I wait for his reaction, to see how long it'll take for him to panic and flee.
"I thought you were running late," he grumbles again, but then both of his arms wrap around me.
"What's a few more minutes?" I respond. I'm pretty sure my first appointment isn't until nine-thirty, so I can still get a shower and make it in plenty of time. The mornings are just when I try to get prepared before my busy day starts.
Jake and I lay in silence just holding each other and it's...nice. And I feel happy. Like ridiculously, can't lose my grin, happy. So much so that I don't want to leave. But I need to.
"I better get a shower," I finally say as I start to squirm out of Jake's arms.
"Okay, but tonight we're having dinner in bed," he says with a last, sweet kiss to my forehead.
"I can bring home take-out," I say as I slide off the side of the bed.
"Whatever you want as long as I get to eat you out for the first course," he replies with a smile, still stretched out in bed, his arms thrown over the pillows. I laugh and shake my head on the way to the bathroom, but thinking about his request keeps me turned on all day long.
Chapter Fifteen
Jake
After my shower, I go over to the stadium to watch some films to prepare for Sunday's game. They gave us the day off from practice since we had to travel over the weekend.