My Addiction (Second Chances Series)(30)

I watched as her hands moved slowly, but with a confidence that seemed to get stronger with each passing moment. The wait was testing me.

I want to fuck the shit out of her, and, I swear, if she doesn’t hurry up, I’m ripping both our clothes off in the next second.

She must have felt my impatience because she allowed the top of her dress to slide down her arms, then freed herself so it could drop to the patio. I shook my head… she was beautiful, she was sexy, and she was mine.

I undid my cuff links and she pushed my shirt off my shoulders, letting it drop to the patio. She went for my belt as I backed her up, deeper into the shadows of the patio, until her back was against the glass door to my room.

“I don’t have a condom out here,” I said to her, voice low, trying not to show her how out of control I was beginning to feel.

She got me unbuckled, unbuttoned and unzipped, allowing my pants to pool at my feet. Her hands then went inside my boxer briefs and she gripped me… tight.

She confided to me, voice just as low as mine, “I left my test results on your bed.” Eyes heavy on mine, she added, “I got tested a few days ago and got all of the results. I’m clean from everything. I’ve not touched anything that could harm my body and mind for over five years. And…” Suddenly shyness crept in her eyes. “I have not been touched by anyone for the same amount of time.” She slowly stroked me in my underwear, keeping her eyes on mine. “I want you inside me with no barriers. I want to give myself to you again, Bradley, if you’ll have me.”

I couldn’t formulate a word, but I growled inhumanly, brought my hands in her hair and thrust my tongue in her mouth.

The words she said stayed swimming in my mind, forming one thought that I kept repeating with every movement of my tongue in her mouth; She’s saved herself for me.

I felt more like shit from her admission, so the only way I could get rid of this feeling was to make her lose her mind the only way I knew how.

She frantically pulled my underwear down enough to free me, and at the same time, I gripped one of her legs with the crook of my arm. This wasn’t going to be sweet; this was going to be feral and deep and gritty and unfucking believable.

“Bradley!” she called out, just after I pushed inside her. I didn’t waste time with foreplay, that’s for later. Right now, I wanted to pound her and that’s what I did. I grabbed her other leg and as she leaned back slightly against the door.

I fucked my woman.

“Shit, Ana, I’ve missed the feel of your pussy, baby.”

I leaned in closer to her, needing to get inside her more. She wrapped her arms around my neck, shifted her body a little and I slid in deeper, caressing and teasing her warmth the way I loved to do.

“Oh God, baby,” she said in my ear. “Yes, please fuck me.”

I kept a steady rhythm, at first grinding my hips in her, but I felt my balls tightening with each thrust, with each sound of our connection, with her wetness falling down my balls, down my leg. She was wet as shit.

“Damn, baby, you feel so fucking good. I’m not going to last, baby…”

“Come with me,” she said looking in my eyes and matching me thrust for agonizing thrust.

We crashed together, both kissing each other to mask the scream that escaped both our mouths. I leaned her against the door, trying to gather my strength. “You are unbelievable. Do you know that?”

Breathing heavily, she just nodded and smiled that smile of hers that always manages to make my dick hard.

I felt it growing inside her and her smile broadened.

“That’s enough of a show for my brother’s neighbors. Let’s move this inside now,” I told her.

We laughed and I carried her inside my room, locking the door behind me and closing the curtains. The moment her back hit the bed, however, I made sure her screams of ecstasy filled this house.



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I woke the next morning alone. I should be used to this but quite frankly, I wasn’t. I remembered her telling me she had to go, but I had no energy to stop her. We went at it like crazy for most of the night. My face was between her legs tasting her, trying to drink her dry. My cock was inside her, breaking her down and building her back up only for me. I didn’t quite have the strength to get up to leave either. I remember her falling a few times on weak knees, so she was still feeling the effects of our connection. Shit, I know I was as well.

I grabbed a shower first, then walked into my brother’s kitchen to find him sitting at the dining room table staring off into nothing.

“What’s up, bro? Thought you’d be at work by now.” I moved into the kitchen to make me a cup of coffee before I started making breakfast.