“Maybe it’s none of your business. Or maybe I’m just doing what you asked and leaving you alone.” Shane took her shoulders and lifted her carefully, setting her down to the side as if she weighed no more than a feather. “Go talk to Reese about Lauren and let me finish packing. See if she’ll find Cane for you.”
“See, there you go again, avoiding the conversation,” Addison pointed out, scrambling to get back in front of him. “You said yourself, I need to accept I’m a Noble. Well, here I am. If it’s Noble business, I should be included.”
Again, Shane grasped her shoulders and moved her out of the way. Walking into the bathroom, he grabbed his toothbrush and toothpaste, along with other miscellaneous items, and put them into a small blue case. “When we need your expertise, we’ll let you know. Otherwise”—Shane paused, coming to an abrupt halt when she blocked the doorway—“stay here and keep Reese company.”
“So it’s not dangerous?”
Shane studied her while trying to figure out where she was going with this conversation. Yesterday, he’d decided that avoiding her until she found Cane might be the best solution when all he wanted was to push her down and sink balls-deep into her body. He couldn’t take the endless torment of being near her without the right to touch her. Two nights ago, when he lay with her on the bed after one of her nightmares, had almost been his undoing. There was only so much a man could take, and he was seriously getting a case of blue balls. Speaking of blue, her blue eyes stared up at him in concentration, as if she were the Compeller instead of him. That’s when understanding dawned. “Are you worried about me?”
“I just think if you guys are doing something dangerous, maybe I should be there.” Addison crossed her arms, making her intent to be involved clear. “Everyone keeps touting I’m a vital piece of the puzzle, so why not bring me along in case I’m needed. What good am I as a Healer if I’m not there to do what I was meant to do?”
“Because you’re not needed on this job.”
“Fine,” Addison said, clearly miffed at his rejection, only to turn the tables on him. “You said you wanted honesty yesterday, so, here it goes. I don’t want you to go.”
Her declaration left him speechless. Just when Shane thought he had her figured out, she changed directions. They stood there staring at one another for what he was sure was minutes, and he watched as Addison bit her lip. She was doing a damn good job of distracting him. Shane loved watching her nibble on the swollen flesh. What would her teeth feel like scraping against his skin? He wasn’t referring to his lips either.
“You can’t have things both ways, Addison. Yesterday, you told me what you feel for Cane is none of my business. Yet you’re standing in front of me, telling me you don’t want me to leave. You’re not being fair.”
“I know,” Addison whispered. “It’s just, Reese said something yesterday. Similar to what you said, but hearing it from her really opened my eyes. I don’t want to be stuck in the past.”
Addison drew her lip in further, making his imagination run wild and nowhere near the topic she was aiming for. “I’m giving you fair warning, if you don’t leave right now, I will have you naked and under me within thirty seconds. I’m done pussyfooting around and treating you like you’re this fragile piece of china. We both know the truth, and I told you where I stand. The choice is yours.”
Addison was lucky she wasn’t drawing blood she was biting her lip so hard. Her blue eyes clouded with indecision, and Shane decided she had ten seconds. He counted slowly to ten and was surprised she hadn’t bolted immediately. He suppressed the urge to grab her up and throw her on the bed. He reached ten. Fuck it, he thought. The bed was too far away anyway, and the sink was right behind him. The sink it was.
* * * *
Addison blinked. How she ended up sitting on the bathroom countertop with Shane between her legs, she would never know. But this was exactly where she wanted to be, and she couldn’t stop a moan from slipping out as she clung to his forearms for balance. Shane’s thighs were so wide that her legs were up high and wrapped around his waist. He tilted her head for better access to her mouth and when their lips connected, Addison knew then she had made the right decision. Her lips parted, and his tongue swept in, dancing with hers. So this is what he tasted like, she thought. Mint, coffee, and a sweet flavor all blended together in an enticing concoction. Cupping her face, Shane sensually slid his tongue over her lower lip and then dipped back in to give her another taste. She couldn’t get enough.
Cane would forever be a part of her heart, but Shane was the one here, standing in front of her in the flesh. He was the one offering his heart and soul while she’d been in denial. And although she had kept him at arm’s length and refuted his affection, Shane still stayed. He always stayed, just like he said he would. It had taken the jarring awareness that wherever he was going, danger awaited, for her to realize that she could lose him forever. Addison lifted her hands over his broad shoulders and up through his short, silky black hair.
Addison relaxed into his hard body and savored his warmth, letting him take over. For once, she just wanted to feel and not think. No worries, just pleasure. Addison let him have full access to her tongue, opening her mouth even more and feeling him suck hers gently into his mouth. For every pull, the suckling motion shot straight to her pussy, like a tug of a rope. He pulled slightly away and soothed her bottom lip, his teeth biting it gently. Nibbling her jaw line, Shane unzipped her jacket, sliding her arms out of the sleeves and throwing it on the ground behind him.
“Last chance, Addison,” Shane murmured against her cheek, fluttering light kisses over her eyelids and nose. He confiscated her shirt and then slipped off her pants, pulling them over her knees at his waist and letting them fall to the floor, too. “Once I taste you, there’s no going back.”
Addison yelped at the shocking chill of the sink against her butt, letting her know her panties had slipped off, too, and the only piece of clothing left was her white sports bra. For being so tiny, Addison was a full-sized C cup, which Shane seemed to appreciate by the growl he emitted upon removal of the material. Desire flooded her senses at his reaction, and suddenly, Addison needed to touch him. Almost desperately, she reached for the bottom of his gray T-shirt and yanked it up over his chest. God, he was beautiful. His nipples were a light russet color with a spattering of dark hair, and she laid her palms flat in the middle of his chest, enjoying the heat his body generated. Slowly, Addison skimmed across his contours and lowered her lips to his nipple, surprised at how soft his skin was. She closed her mouth over his tight bud, and his hands flew to her head, pulling her back before she really got to taste him. Looking up, Addison saw how deep the color in his auburn eyes had become and was stunned at the need that burned within them. It matched her own.
“I don’t want to go back. I want to move forward,” Addison whispered, digging her fingers into the muscles of his chest, feeling them tighten underneath her touch. Shane’s breath came out as a hiss, and he tilted her head up, claiming ownership of her lips once more with a hunger that astounded her. The movement brought her nipples in contact with his skin, and the roughness of his chest hair caused them to coil into hard pebbles.
Shane finally released her mouth and feathered light touches of his lips against her flesh until he reached what his eyes were focused on. Taking a breast in each hand, he brushed his thumbs over her nipples, sending delicious tingles dancing down her spine. Addison held her breath when his head leaned down to taste her, craving the contact of his wet tongue. Upon inhalation, the scent of his hair teased her senses. When his mouth closed over one nipple, he rolled the other between his thumb and index finger, sending waves of pleasure to her core by doubling the titillation. He murmured something about margaritas, but her hips involuntarily jerked forward when his tongue laved her nipple, causing her to forget to ask what he meant. She swiveled her groin to try and hit that spot between her pussy lips that had been pulsating for too long without any attention. Her slit tried
to cover the bulge that was formed by his manhood, but the material of the denim prevented that from happening. Addison pushed his waist away to attack the button and zipper, her hands trembling with carnal need.
Shane grabbed her hands, stopping her from unwrapping the one thing she wanted and making her glance up. His eyes smoldered with lust, and his lips were swollen from their previous assault, giving him an untamed appearance. Shane stepped back and popped the button on his jeans, drawing her eyes to his hands as he slowly lowered his zipper. Pulling his jeans down his legs along with his white briefs, he stood back up and took hold of his bobbing shaft. Wrapping his right hand around his solid organ, Addison drank in the site of him. His dick was thick, smooth, and the tip glittered with pre-cum. She unconsciously licked her lips, causing Shane to step forward and release his cock.
As if knowing she couldn’t take any more, he grabbed both of her ankles and spread her legs farther apart, baring her pussy. A random thought that she was glad she had trimmed this morning ran through her mind, but immediately disappeared when Shane dropped to his knees on the rug. He grabbed her hips and yanked her until she teetered on the edge of the beige granite. Starting at her ankle, Shane used the tip of his tongue and left a trail of wetness as he made his way towards her dripping folds. Using his lips, he sucked the sensitive skin along her inner thigh and left a mark before blowing across her pink flesh to do the same on the other side.
“I’ve waited so long to taste you,” Shane murmured against her mound, his breath caressing the delicate skin. Shane’s hands held her legs wide while he used his tongue to separate her folds, and she could do nothing but lean back and support herself with her hands. Being so exposed to him brought about a vulnerability she didn’t expect, but in a confusing way, it incited her need for more. She felt more nectar leak out, but Shane was there to lap it up. There was something about an intense, masculine man on his knees between her legs that made her lightheaded. Shane slid a finger into her moist channel as he drew on the rigid pearl. The suction was so intense, she couldn’t help but cry out. Sensations were now traveling throughout her lower body, and her skin felt like it was vibrating. When he added a second finger, her muscles clamped down in acceptance. Addison felt her body go rigid at his tenacious administrations, astonished at how quickly he took her over the edge with two pumps and the rasp of his tongue. She couldn’t prevent the scream she released. He didn’t stop until her contractions eased into sporadic throbbing and her limbs were left weak. It was almost painful, the way he dragged out her orgasm, but in a good way. Having no strength, Addison let Shane guide her down off the sink and turn her around until she was facing the mirror, her pelvis in line with the edge of the sink.
“You’re addicting, you know that? I want to hear you scream again.” Their eyes met in the mirror as he opened a drawer to grab a condom. Addison tried to catch her breath at his words. His auburn eyes glowed with hunger, and she couldn’t wait to see what they looked like when he came inside of her. He quickly sheathed his cock and placed his blunt end at her entrance. Shane leaned down and whispered, “Look at yourself. Do you see what I see?”
Addison switched her eyes from Shane to herself in the mirror. Her blonde curls were tousled around her face, her cheeks were flushed, her lips were swollen like his, and she glowed. She never thought of herself as beautiful, but this was how Shane saw her. Looking back at Shane, she said, “You make me this way.”
Instead of the deep thrust she expected, Shane gradually made his way inside, stretching her until a burn settled in the already-swollen tissue. The throbbing returned, only this time, it was in need and not satisfaction. Her juices bathed his cock as he stopped midstroke, giving her time to get used to his size.
When Shane murmured, “Halfway there, Addison. Relax and let me in,” Addison thought she’d come on the spot. Hearing a man talk during sex was a weakness she hadn’t known she had until she made love to Cane. Now, hearing Shane mutter similar words made her knees weak. It was a good thing the sink was keeping her from sliding to the floor. “Open for me.”
The mirror showed just how massive Shane was compared to her tiny frame, making her feel feminine and needy. Addison raised her ass to give him better access, taking his advice and knowing when she raised herself up on her tiptoes, he’d have full access. Pulling out when she shifted, Shane surged back in with one powerful stroke, lifting her feet off the ground. Addison shouted out. He was fully seated inside her, and she had to grab hold of the spigot for leverage, placing her forehead against the back of her hands. He felt so good, being so deep, and her sheath contracted around his shaft as he held still. His hands wouldn’t allow her to move until she got used to his invasion, and he used the time to scatter kisses along her spine.
“Look at me, Addison. Watch me take you,” Shane said hoarsely.
Lifting her head and seeing his auburn eyes filled with love was her undoing. “Shane, please.” Addison had no idea what she was asking, but received an answer when he moved. She thought he would move slowly, seeing how he entered her, but Shane pulled out and slammed back in. With every controlling thrust, her feet left the ground, and Addison could do nothing but feel the pressure build. Their eyes stayed connected and created an intimacy so poignant, it brought tears to her eyes. He pounded into her unmercifully, although the rhythm was graceful. Her hands gripped the faucet until she was afraid it would pull out, and her hips would probably have bruises from hitting the counter, but it was all worth it to see the all-consuming need in his eyes. She felt more than saw his right hand leave her hip and make its way toward her clit.
“Come for me, Addison. Let me hear you.” Between the pounding of his cock and friction of his rough fingers, Addison lost control of her body, and she screamed her release, just like he wanted. Convulsions continued to wrack her as his left hand grabbed a hold of her derriere muscle, his thumb caressing her dark rose petal. The combination of being filled, her clit being manipulated, and the touch on her unused passage carried out her orgasm until Shane’s momentum became unrelenting, and eventually, his rhythm broke. Keeping her eyes on his, Addison saw his face redden with exertion, and he shook from the strenuous force of his orgasm. She’d never seen, felt, or heard anything so gratifying as when he shouted his climax.
* * * *
“I have to head out soon,” Shane whispered against her hair, pulling her tighter against him, stroking his thumb across the back of her neck. “I’ll be back within four or five days.”
Addison lifted her head off of his shoulder. “Then let me come with you.”
He loved her blue eyes, how they had deepened into a darker color when she had found her release earlier in the bathroom. Nothing else compared to her in the throes of passion, with those sounds coming from her mouth. Shane brushed her bangs away, bringing his palm down to cup her flushed cheek. “Not this time. But, if you’re really good, I’ll bring back a surprise for you,” Shane teased.
Addison laughed, really laughed, and Shane smiled in return. He had never heard such a beautiful sound. To say he was shocked how the day turned out was an understatement. Whatever had made Addison change her mind and accept him into her bed, whether it was his words or Reese’s, Shane would forever be grateful. She scooted up until her elbow was above his forearm and brought her head to rest in her hand so she could look down at him. “What kind of surprise?”
“Hmmm, I’ll think of something.” Shane had never seen her so relaxed. Since her rescue, Addison always remained reserved, and he knew that was due to Cane. Now, it was like a flick of a switch. She was lazily stretched out over him, comfortable in her nudity and his, and seemed to not have a care in the world—well, except him leaving her for a few days. Shane couldn’t help but ask the foremost question in his mind. “What happens if he comes back?”
Addison’s smile slipped from her face, and Shane almost regretted bringing Cane up at a time like this, but it was something he needed to know. If Cane showed up, would she leave Shane to
take up where she and Cane left off? Would his feelings for her become nothing more than a fill-in for what she was really waiting on?
“You said something yesterday, something that really made me see how I was living in the past. You said it was you who was standing in front of me.” Addison placed her hand over top where his heart lay. “In the flesh. I know it’s time I let go of the past.”
“But what happens if he becomes our present?” Shane placed his hand on top of hers. “I need to know that you chose me for me, not a stand-in for a man you loved a year ago.”
“Oh, Shane,” Addison whispered, crawling on top of him until her legs straddled his hips and she was above him. “It took me a while to figure out that what I feel for you is totally separate from Cane. I won’t lie to you. I loved him. A part of me still loves him, and I can’t shut that side off.”
Shane reached up and tucked her curls behind her ears. “And what do you feel for me?” he asked, needing to know.
“Love, need, desire. I do love you, Shane.” Addison’s blue eyes sparkled as tears filled her eyes, threatening to spill over. “You are so different from Cane, but I love you just the same. I love the little things you do, like the way you run your hand through your hair when you’re frustrated. The way you let me vent when I’m angry and let me say mean and horrible things until I run out of energy without getting upset at me. Or when you make me a cup of tea in the middle of the night because I can’t fall back to sleep after having a nightmare. I love you.”
Shane would have returned the words if Addison hadn’t cut him off. Her lips met his, and he tangled his fingers in her hair, loving the feel of the curls wrapping around his knuckles. He would never get enough of her. Tightening his grip, Addison moaned into his mouth and their tongues dueled for dominance. He won, sucking hers into his mouth. Shane pulled away and nipped her bottom lip, loving how it swelled at his attentions. Addison tore her mouth away and kissed his neck, licking the skin until she reached his nipples. Shane hadn’t known his nipples were sensitive until she had drawn one into her mouth earlier. No other woman had ever really paid them any attention, but Addison seemed to like biting his tip. He felt the jolt all the way to the end of his dick, making his cock pound in answer to her ministrations. Since both were naked and her head was even with his chest, her pussy was in direct contact with his dick. Her slit seemed to suck at his length, creating a firm, wet seal. Shane rocked his hips up, causing his cock to slide against her cream.
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