Addicted

by Claire Adams

  "This is all I've thought about for the last few days. How delicious you must taste." I swirled my tongue in the salty liquid that pooled at his fat tip as I moaned softly.

  He groaned and slid one hand into my hair, his other hand wrapping around his shaft as he lifted it and guided me down to take him in my mouth. I could have snatched back control, but it felt so good letting him have it. He knew what he wanted, and I simply wanted to beckon to that.

  "God," he cried out and I ran my fingers over his fist and cupped his sack, massaging it softy as I worked him in and out of my mouth. My eyes began to water as he lifted his hips and forced more of himself inside of me, but I pushed farther, wanting to give him an experience that wouldn't ever be matched.

  My gag reflex kicked into gear and I pulled back, working to catch my breath. I reached up and ran my hand down his swollen flesh, swatting his hand out of my way.

  "You're almost too big." I moved back up and worked him with my hands as I glanced up to memorize the look of ecstasy on his face.

  His teeth were sunk down into his bottom lip, his cheeks flushed, his eyes hooded as he took short, shallow breaths through his nose. "Put your mouth on me again. I need it."

  "Anything you want," I whispered and moved up to take him back in my mouth. I used my tight grip to pump his flesh where my tongue and lips couldn't reach, but my eyes stayed on him.

  His back arched hard a few minutes later as he pushed on my shoulder. "Move back, Viv. Fucking move back."

  I picked up the pace and worked him harder – faster, not willing to move away from him, not for a minute.

  His cry filled up the space around me, and I closed my eyes as he released himself into me with long, hard thrusts. His fingers tightened in my hair as he pulled back and cried out again.

  "My God. I don't think I've ever in my life enjoyed that so much." I stroked him with my fingers and sat back on my heels.

  "Me either." I glanced down at his erection and moved back down to kiss along the swollen vein that pulsed angrily.

  "You're far too much woman for me." He stroked my face and pulled me up to press his lips to mine in a series of soft, sweet kisses. "You're ruining me for all other women."

  "There are no other women. It's just me for now. Remember?" I kissed him again and crawled up in the seat next to him, trying not to let his silly comment throw me into a series of internal questions as to whether or not he was the cheating type.

  He worked to get himself tucked away, and he zipped up his pants before sitting up and sliding his hand against mine. "You're going take me up on my offer?"

  "For exclusivity together?" I leaned against him, wanting more than anything to curl up in his bed and make love.

  "Yes. Just me and you." He leaned over and kissed the side of my face. "I'd probably have to go ape and kill anyone who came near you anyway."

  I gave him a silly, wide-eyed expression and smirked.

  "Too much?" He asked as the car stopped.

  "Not at all." I reached for the door and straightened my dress as he moved up to talk with the driver. He joined me a minute later, wrapping his arm around my shoulders and moving us toward a large high-rise that sat nestled in the middle of several parks.

  "I have a dog, or a puppy, rather. You're not allergic to animals are you?" He smiled down at me, the goodness in his expression stealing my heart.

  "No, I love them." Excitement bubbled up inside of me. "We have three dogs back home, but living in the dorm means that I can't have an animal with me. I've been waiting for graduation so that I could buy myself a puppy."

  "Oh, nice. Well, then you'll love mine. His name is Eli. He's a lady-charmer, though. Don't let him fool you. You get comfortable around him and he'll lick the skin from your bones." He squeezed me once more before reaching for the door. "We're straight to the top."

  "I'm so excited to see your puppy." I moved toward the elevator, ignoring the well-to-do people that stood in the lobby in brightly colored dresses.

  "Looks like they're having an event tonight." Easton walked into the elevator and closed the door before turning to me and pulling me against his body. "The dog gets ten minutes of your time, and then you're mine."

  "That's not fair." I forced a pseudo pout and put my hands on my hips.

  "Oh yeah, it's more than fair. You can mess with him all you want once I pass out. It shouldn't take too long. I'm fucking beat from that late flight and trying to get home." He turned from me and pressed his hand to his mouth as he yawned. "Excuse me."

  "East. We don't have to sleep together tonight. Just go get in bed and get some rest." I wrapped my arms around him from the side, pressing a kiss to his thick shoulder.

  "Are you kidding? I'd stay awake for a week to feel the silkiness of your body against mine. Sleep can take a long jump off a short bridge.” He nipped at my nose and held the door for me as I walked out into the hallways. There were no more than six doors down the long stretch of overly decorated hall.

  "It's beautiful up here." I waited for him and took the hand he offered me. "I've always wondered if these large buildings had apartments in them."

  "I started to get a house, but it seemed like a better idea to wait until I had a wife. You women are a little picky about your homes. Better to let you have a say in what everything looks like than hearing you bitch for fifty years." He chuckled and pulled out his keys, moving in front of me as nervousness danced in my stomach.

  "We are quite picky. You're a smart man." I cupped his butt and squeezed softly as he glanced back a growled playfully at me. "So hot."

  "Play with the pup. I'm going to clean up the bedroom a little." He moved into the apartment, which opened into the side of a huge kitchen. The place looked nothing like an apartment, but more like a luxurious home.

  I walked through the various rooms, listening for the sound of a whining pup, and finding him near the back of the living room in a small pantry.

  "I'm coming. I'm coming." I kicked off my heels and opened the door. A small cry left me as I fell in love immediately with the little black and white puppy that jumped up and down as if half-crazed. "Well come here, little guy."

  I reached down and picked him up, cuddling him to my chest and kissing his head as I walked him back into the living room and dropped to my knees. I released him and let out a few more sounds of joy as he jumped all around me, wanting my attention until Easton walked back in.

  "Hey, boy. How are you? Daddy's boy doing okay? Good to see you survived me going to dinner." He moved down and picked up the fur-ball as the dog whimpered and cried, snuggling up to Easton in a way that had my heart melting completely. He looked over at me and smiled. "You like him?"

  "I love him. Give him back." I reached for him, and Easton handed the puppy back to me as he chuckled. "The neighbor boy is headed over to take him for me. I'm leaving for L.A. tomorrow at lunch. I think I told you."

  "Yeah. I wish I could offer to keep him. I would love to hang out with him for a week, or a month, or even a year." I kissed the rambunctious little thing’s head and fell back on my butt as he jumped into my lap.

  A knock at the door sounded, but Easton stayed in place, his brow pulled as if he were thinking through something. "You want to just stay here? I know you have class, but you can keep Eli here at the house if you want to."

  I did, but it was almost too much. "I would, but I'd hate to disappoint the boy at the door. Maybe next time."

  "Yeah, anytime you want." He leaned down and picked up the dog, grabbing a bag of stuff and heading to the door.

  How about now? Tomorrow? Forever?

  Chapter 26

  Vivian

  I climbed to my feet and walked to his bedroom, stopping before entering it and simply admiring the dark, silk sheets that stretched across his four-post bed. Something about the sensual masculinity of the room left my body aching for many long nights working to turn his sheets into a sweaty mess.

  "You like it?" He whispered softy as he slid his hands ov
er my shoulders.

  "Yeah. Unzip my dress." I glanced over my shoulder to watch his expression move from adoration to lust. "Make love to me."

  "As often as you'll let me, Viv." The zipper was pulled down slowly, and the dress dropped to my feet. He worked on my bra as he swiped his tongue along my upper back. The sweet sensation of his fingers pushing the bra from my breasts was only outdone by the delicious pressure of his hands squeezing my breasts softly, his fingers tugging carefully at my nipples.

  "I want you like this all the time." He pressed his teeth to the side of my neck and bit down carefully as one hand moved from my breasts down into my panties.

  I cried out as his fingers slipped through my folds, playing with the sticky wetness that he caused. I arched my hips forward as he licked at the bite and ran his nose up my ear.

  "I want in here." He rimmed my opening and dipped his finger into me as I arched again, not caring at all how needy I appeared. There was no one to lie to. Least of all myself.

  "I need you inside of me." I reached back and slid my hand into his hair before turning my face and sinking into the sensual kiss he offered me. I turned and worked on his shirt as we continued to make love to each other's mouths, taking our time to enjoy every moment of the kiss.

  Pulling back, I slipped my fingers into his shirt and forced it off of his broad shoulders as his fingers moved up my waist, encircling my nipples playfully.

  "You're insanely beautiful. Like you just walked out of my dreams. Did you know that? That I'm smitten with you?" He leaned down and kissed me again, pressing his chest to mine as his hands raced up my back, his palms flat as he held me to him.

  "I feel the same, baby." I pushed at him just enough to reach between us and work on his pants. His body was rock hard, his cock thick and erect, as if waiting impatiently for another session with some part of me. I backed up until I bumped into the bed, but kept my hand in his. "I want you on top of me."

  "I like that." He nodded toward the bed. "Get up there."

  "Yeah," I breathed in between the annoying little pants that left me. My heart was racing, though he'd made love to me before. This time felt completely new. Different.

  Crawling up the bed, I laid down on my back and reached for him as he spread himself above me, pushing at my legs with his knees.

  "Open up to me, Viv. Give me a chance." He pressed the thick head of his cock against me and I arched my back, my skin almost too sensitive.

  "I want to," I moaned as he sunk down into me. "I want to so damn bad."

  "Then do it, baby. I'm giving into you." He rested his arms on either side of my head and pressed in farther. The groan that left him melted the remaining resistance in me.

  Pleasure wrapped around my center as he lifted up and pressed down hard, impaling me with this thickness. I encircled his waist with my legs and dug my nails into his back as he calmly sucked at my lips and fucked me like no one ever had. There was far more love involved than I could remember enjoying before.

  "You're so perfect." He glanced down between our bodies as his muscles flexed and he shoved himself back into me. "I wanna see you."

  "Let me on top." I held on tightly as he rolled us, and sat up, rolling my hips to keep the delicious pressure building inside of me. My fingers dug into his chest and my hair hung all around me as I lifted up and slammed back down. I wanted to keep his rhythm – slow, deep, and sensual – but as I approached orgasm, all bets were off.

  "Oh God," I groaned as I lifted up and worked him faster.

  "Vivian. Fuck, baby." He gripped my hips. "I don't have a condom on yet."

  "Don't come. Just let me have this one to myself." I reached for his hands, pulling one up to cup my breasts together and the other to my throat.

  He grunted as his muscles locked. Nothing would ever be sexier than watching him hold back for me. "Hurry, baby."

  I nodded and pressed against his strong hands as I closed my eyes and lifted my chin to the ceiling, enjoying the feeling of him deep inside of me.

  He threw every curse word into the air as I came hard, my body tightening as I screamed loudly and took every ounce of pleasure he offered me.

  I finished riding the high and pressed back on him, taking him fully back into me before opening my eyes and sitting up.

  He was almost pale, his breathing off and eyes wide. "That was by far the hottest thing I have ever seen. Please tell me that we get to do this every time we're together."

  I chuckled and lifted my hips, squeezing him as I sucked my bottom lip into my mouth. "Get a condom and stop flattering me. It will get you nowhere."

  He smirked. "I'm exactly where I want to be, vixen."

  Moving off of him, I dropped to the bed beside him and rolled onto my back as I sucked air as fast as I could. In the middle of the orgasm, I hadn't realized how out of breath I was.

  "Roll on your side. I want to hold you against me and take my time." He crawled back onto the bed as I moved onto my side. After scooting in tightly to my back, he pressed himself back into me, using the tight grip he had on my hip coupled with his other hand wrapped around the bedpost.

  I cried out at the wickedly delicious tension.

  "Yeah, Viv. That's it, girl. Just relax. No rush. No hurry." He ran his hand down my side and slid his other arm under my head, wrapping it around my chest and holding me tightly against him. He spent the next two hours whispering words of adoration and worship into my ear and against my damp flesh as he brought me over the edge multiple times. It was the most incredible experience of my love life.

  "My turn," he whispered roughly and turned us, pressing my chest into the bed as he lifted my hips and gripped my ass tightly. "I need to fuck you for a few minutes, Viv. No making love, just for a minute. Tell me I can."

  "Do it. I want to experience every part of you." I stretched out my hands and arched my back hard, offering myself up for whatever he needed.

  "Thank you, baby." He gripped my hair tightly and kept a handful of my ass as he drove himself into me faster and harder than I'd ever been fucked. I came again about the time he lost himself, but his speed kept true, his body needing something intense to bring him over the edge after our long night of making love.

  He collapsed onto my back, breathless and panting for air. "I'm in love with you. I know you don't want to hear it, but I want you in my life, in my bed, everywhere I am, Viv."

  "I think I do too," I turned my face as tears burned my vision. "Just don't cheat on me."

  "Never, baby. Not in a million years." He moved off of me, but pulled at my hip, turning me to press my back against his chest as he wrapped his arms around me and let out a long sigh.

  "Best night of my life." He kissed my neck over and over until I let sleep take me under. I was safe with him for now, and I could learn to trust him, or I hoped I could.

  Chapter 27

  Easton

  I woke the next morning with her still in my arms. I'd already showered the night before after she slipped into a deep sleep, but holding her through the night was something I couldn't deny myself the chance to do. I'd confessed my desires during our love-making, but like anyone with any sense in their head, she'd want to hear it when we weren't naked and fucking each other like animals. I could understand that.

  I fixed breakfast and left a note on the counter that her plate was sitting wrapped up in the microwave. I had to meet with Jon and stop by to see my folks before heading to the airport. I should have woken her up before leaving, but she was too peaceful lying in the midst of my dark sheets. Her silky, crimson locks were spilled out across my bed, her breasts heavy and half uncovered as she lay on her side sleeping soundly.

  Canceling the trip seemed like a good idea until I walked out of the building and headed downtown. My career was going to be the only mistress that Vivian would have to contend with, and it was honestly going to be up to me to figure out just how to balance the two of them. I couldn't let one or the other down. Sadly enough, my career was still pulling sligh
tly ahead of my love life, even though I was almost a hundred percent sure that I'd found the girl I'd be proposing to in the future.

  The drive downtown was a bear, but I only spent an hour in the car, which wasn't too terribly bad. Jon's secretary, Sherry, greeted me as I walked in.

  "Hi, Mr. Parks. Nice to see you again. I assume your trip to Florida went well?" She stood and pressed her hands on the top of her elevated desktop.

  "It was great." I put the packet of my reports in front of her. "Here are my write-ups. Just send them back to me when you guys have reviewed them. I'm in L.A. this next week, but I'll check in the following week to see if you or Jon need anything else from me." I turned as Jon stuck his head out of the large double doors and smiled at me.

  "Good. I was just about to have Sherry call you. Come on in. I have twenty minutes and then I need to run. I think Bethany is having contractions." He waved me in. "Let's make this the quickest meeting we've ever had."

  "Jon, this can wait. Go to the hospital or wherever you need to be." I walked into his office as he closed the door.

  "No, it's good. Her mother is with her, and honestly, I can't stand the woman. I do need to head out in twenty minutes. So seriously, take a seat and let's talk." He sat down behind his large cherry-wood desk. "You turned in your reports?"

  "Oh, course I did." I took a seat and adjusted my tie. "I spoke with Jeffry Bryan just before leaving, he's one of the main managers on staff at-"

  "La Mage. I know Jeffry. He called this morning, but I haven't had time to get back in touch with him." Jon brushed his fingers over his mustache. "Did something happen?"

  "Yeah. He pulled me into a private room on Saturday night and said that they'd somehow seen several reviews that Kevin was touting about on food items that they know he didn't try. They're talking about a slander suit against us if those reviews go live." I sat back, a little more deflated by having to be the bearer of bad news than I thought I would be.