Addison nods her head and says, "That sounds good. I'll meet you in the living room once I get London to bed, okay?"
"Sure. I'll get us some popcorn and water, if that's okay, too? Any kind of movie, or do you want to watch something specific?".
"Whatever you want. Nothing scary, though, please. And popcorn sounds great." Addison smiles and seems unexpectedly happy.
Parker stands up from the bed and leans over Addison, cupping the back of her head and kissing her forehead. He turns toward the kitchen, leaving her to take care of putting London to bed.
Parker steps out into the kitchen and starts the popcorn. Walking over to the television, he presses the power button and the screen flickers to life. He's flipping through a few channels, looking for a movie. Something neutral they could both enjoy.
Hearing the popcorn slow down on popping, and jogs to the microwave, plucking the bag out quickly before it burns. Pouring the popcorn into a bowl and grabbing two water bottles from the fridge, he walks back into the living room. A minute later, Addison joins him. They both sit on the couch and Parker hands her a water.
"Thanks. So, what movie did you find for us to watch?"
"Umm…I'm not sure what you're in the mood for." He glances over to her face as he says it, not meaning anything sexual, but he can see a little heat in Addison's eyes.
"I could watch anything, really. Nothing sappy or scary. Do you have that one movie where people get stuck in the snowstorm of the century where they're stuck in a New York library and the one kid's dad saves them by trekking across the US in fifty feet of snow or whatever? I don't remember the name."
Parker watches her face light up as she describes this movie she likes.
"Yeah," Parker chuckles, "I think I have that one. Hold on, I'll put it on."
Parker flicks a button on the remote and turns out the lights. He grabs a blanket from the back of the couch, and drapes it over their legs, setting the big bowl of popcorn on their laps, and presses play.
As the movie starts, Addison scoots closer to Parker, and she snuggles in as he lifts his arm up and across her shoulders. "This is the right movie, thank you."
"No problem, Addy. Now, let's watch it, I like this one, too."
***
Addison has been slowly inching closer to Parker throughout the movie, basically climbing almost into his lap.
Parker moves the popcorn bowl and sets it on the side table, and their waters are on the coffee table in front of them.
He lifts his feet and rests them on the coffee table, skootching down into the couch more, removing his arm from around her shoulders.
He reaches for her hand and links their fingers together, leaning his head toward hers.
Addison tips her head up and looks into Parker's eyes, then down to his lips, licking her own.
"Addison, can I kiss you?" he whispers, a low and sexy tone.
"Yes." Her answer is so quiet.
He heard it but only due to his better animal hearing. He glances at her lips, then his gaze drifts to her eyes, confirming her words.
She tips her head slightly, her movements encouraging.
Knowing that's all the invitation he needs, Parker brushes his lips across her slightly open mouth.
He flicks his tongue across her lips lightly tasting her. His inner cat is purring and pushing for more. Wanting to claim her as their mate. Parker ignores his cat and turns his body slightly toward Addison.
Just teasing and tasting her with his tongue and lips. Taking his time. Not wanting to move too fast. He slips his tongue out and licks her lips more, and he can hear her breathing heavier. He presses his lips to hers and slowly, ever so softly, claims her lips as his.
There's no turning back. Addison is his. He knows it now. He's never felt this…melding of souls before. Of becoming one. Of becoming whole with just a kiss. She's his, and forever will be from here on out.
For some reason, Parker knows he was meant to find Addison and London that night. It's the stars aligning, or fate or karma or something that made everything come together and he found his everlasting love. Yes, this is what this is…love. Love for Addison. He loves Addison with everything he is and everything he will become. For eternity.
Addison is his one true soul mate.
***
Addison can feel Parker's tongue slide across her lips, wetting them and she's anticipating more. Her whole body is vibrating in anticipation. She can hear a faint growling or purring coming from Parker's chest. Oh, so sexy.
She slides her hand to the back of his head, holding her to him, and he does the same to her, claiming her lips fully. No more teasing and wetting of the lips, this is a full-on contact.
Parker lifts her so she's straddling his lap. He moves his hands to cup her cheeks, holding her face to his.
Addison tangles her fingers in his soft hair. She is on fire, hot and needy. She can feel it deep in her belly, her core. She wants Parker. Now. She hasn't been turned on like this, ever.
Lust and hunger like this for another person sexually and sensually can only be explained as "animalistic.'
She can feel her core tingling as she slowly grinds her pelvis on Parker's lap, increasingly frustrated with the stupid blanket bunched between them and in the way of what she needs.
Parker must be seeking the same thing because he pulls the blanket away in haste and their bodies are only separated by their jeans between them. She grinds on his jeans right where she needs him and he shifts just slightly to give her that little bit more.
Addison can feel his need for her, centering at her core, rubbing and grinding on her, just in the spot she needs. Her breathing has become labored, and she's close.
Parker moves his hand behind her lower back, pulling her toward him, helping her push and grind herself on him.
Addison moans and makes a quiet cry to the heavens above. Parker lets go of her head and grips her hips harder, helping her thrust against his covered erection. Her hands grip his jaw line and she gives herself over to him with a cry, despite the clothing between them.
***
Parker is so hot and ready to release inside of his jeans. He pushes her back just a bit more and he reaches down inside of his jeans, gripping himself, willing himself not to come like an adolescent teen.
"Addison, I have to stop. I'm gonna come in my jeans if you don't stop. Oh…God," Parker moans, breathing heavily.
"Parker, I need to have you, please." She whimpers in his ear, her tongue flicking out to trace the shell of his ear.
He lifts his hips off the couch, shoving down his jeans and boxers.
Addison sits up and pulls off her jeans, leaving her panties on.
"Honey, wait...I don't have a condom in the house, are you on anything?" In desperation, Parker prays she is.
"Yes, I am on the pill. Please, Parker, don't make me wait any longer." She whimpers and her hands are frantic over his shirt-covered chest.
"Thank you," is all he can say before he lifts Addison's shirt over her head and drops it to the floor. He unclasps her bra, pulling it off as she lifts his shirt over his head between the kissing and touching.
When all clothes are on the floor, he lifts Addison back onto his lap, straddling him once again.
She grabs his cock in her hands, and taking the wetness that has formed on the tip of his cock she uses it to lubricate her hands and slowly moves them up and down his shaft.
Parker groans loudly. "Addison stop, I have to be inside you when I come. Please, let me. I have to have you," Parker pleads with her.
Addison ends his torture and sits up, then slowly lowers her body on his, taking him inside of her inch by agonizing inch. They both groan loudly as their two bodies become one.
The extreme need for Parker to claim Addison as his soul mate is overwhelming as soon as he's settled deep within her. His cat is clawing on the inside, wanting to claim, to mate, and to make her his. Claim her! Bite her neck! The cat hisses.
Parker pulls Addy c
loser to his chest, skin to skin and he watches her breasts squish against his chest. Beautiful, full globes of flesh and he wants to taste them.
Addison is wiggling and struggling to move, to make the friction she desperately needs to find her release, but Parker holds her still.
"Addison, let me love you, babe. Let me savor you. I'll let you come, baby, but let me taste you for a while," he whispers to her.
She looks at him, seeing the desperation in his eyes, she tries to hold back, "Parker, I need to come, please. It's right there."
Parker holds onto her waist tightly and leans his head onto her collarbone. Addison wraps her arms around his neck and head. Parker slowly lifts and drops Addison's body on to his.
He can feel the fluttering of her inner muscles and knows she's close. Faster and faster he lifts and drops, lifts and drops, and finally, Addison screams out into the dark room her release. "Parker!"
Parker quickly grabs her head and claims her mouth to his, silencing her scream, taking it into his body. Her whole body is trembling on top of his.
He can feel her inner muscles tightening and releasing around his cock. He can't stop the tingling feeling. He lets it send him over the edge, his own climax chasing right after hers. He shouts out his release, "Oh! Addison!"
Parker's orgasm sends Addision on another release. Not as high as the first one, he's sure, but damn near close.
Calming now, she leans her exhausted, weary body against Parker's chest and falls asleep. Exhausted and sated.
Parker feels his manhood slip from within her. He slowly lifts her, cradling her to his chest,and carries her to her bedroom, being quiet to not wake up London.
Now the decision: to lie with her or leave her alone to sleep?
He goes back to grab his boxers, pulling them on, and shuts off the television. He comes back into the bedroom and quietly lies next to Addison, covering them both up for the night. Parker pulls Addison into his chest, she plops an arm around his ribs, her leg going up on his hip. A sign of a sexually sedated woman.
He breathes out a huff and sighs in relief. He falls asleep a few minutes later, Addison wrapped in his arms. Parker's last thought is that she's trusted him with her memories, her mind. She now trusted him with her body.
Next…her heart and love.
Chapter Ten
Addison wakes up with a start and confusion. Her body aches, and she's in her bed. The body aches are from a wonderful night of making love with Parker. She's never been so well loved before and she's basking in the afterglow. She's used to being sore, but this is an amazing kind of sore.
She's lying on her side and she can feel a male body behind her. Parker. He stayed with her and slept with her. His arm is under her breasts, tight around her ribs, and he's spooned right behind her. His breath is blowing her hair across her cheek, and she can feel a morning surprise growing against her lower back.
It's just starting to get light in the room from the sun rising. She pulls from Parker's arms slowly, not wanting to wake him, and glancing at London still asleep in her crib, she walks into the bathroom, shutting the door quietly behind her.
Turning on the shower and waiting for it to warm, she takes care of her morning needs. When she's finished, she gets into the warm rush of the water of the shower. Allowing the water to fall down her head, neck, shoulders, and the rest of her body.
She's still nervous because Derek knows that she's with Parker. He could be looking for him, then find her. He could be asking around to find out where they are. Or he could follow them home.
Home. Home is with Parker. Derek was never home. He was hell. Parker thoroughly loved her last night and was very giving to her needs. A protector of her. Even while he was making love to her, he had her wrapped up in his arms.
God, last night was the most sensual time she can remember. She lost her virginity at seventeen and didn't sleep around but had a total of four men she slept with, including Parker. Parker. He's definitely someone she wants to keep around.
Thinking about him now, she's picturing what they did last night. Her breathing becomes heavier, and her hands drift up to her breasts. Slowly thumbing over her nipples, pulling them, then lightly pinching them into tight, twin peaks.
Leaning against the shower wall, she glides her hand down her soft stomach, to her secret depths. Wet from the shower, and an active sexual mind, she pushes a finger in, then out.
A few minutes of this and her breathing is louder and heavier. Her inner muscles are starting to quiver and clench. She clasps a palm over her mouth as, thinking of Parker, she reaches her quiet release.
After her climax, she washes and rinses her hair and body. She steps from the shower grabbing the nearest towel, wrapping it around her body and as she reaches for another for her hair. There's a soft knock at the bathroom door.
"Come in." She answers, knowing it's Parker.
The door opens and Parker peeks his head in, "London woke up and I changed her diaper. She leaked through, so I cleaned her up as best I could and dressed her. I haven't been able to strip her bed yet, or feed her."
"Oh! Thank you. Give me a minute and I'll be right there to take care of her," she replies quickly.
Parker opens the door fully and caresses Addison's cheek, with the back of his knuckles. "Addy, I've got this. She's fine. Just dry off and get dressed. She'll be okay for a few minutes, or until you're ready."
Addison looks up to Parker's eyes and he smiles at her, reassuring her. He's got this, I can trust him. It's okay.
Parker walks out after kissing Addison on the nose and shuts the door behind him. She quickly dries off and puts on, panties, bra, jeans, and a tee shirt. Quickly towel drying her hair, brushing it out straight, she whips it up into a ponytail.
Grabbing a pair of socks, she walks out into the living room where Parker sits on the floor with London, who's standing, gripping Parker's shirt for balance.
Addison sits on the couch next to them and pulls on her socks. She rests her chin in her palm, watching the two interact, and she likes the image.
She can see London is being taken care of. Addison's being taken care of, too. Emotionally, physically, financially, and now sexually. And she feels safe.
Parker looks up to Addison from where he's sitting on the floor, then moves to sit next to her on the couch.
"How are you this morning? I hope you slept well." He gives her a slight smirk. "London was starting to wake up and I didn't want to disturb you in the shower. Hope you don't mind me taking her out here," Parker asks, holding her hand in his and gently rubbing her knuckles with his thumb.
How could she mind Parker taking care of London? "No, of course not, I don't mind. Thank you for being so considerate. I've never really had a good night's sleep like I did last night." She blushes as the words come out of her mouth, knowing why she slept so well.
Parker puts his arm around her and pulls her close. "You were sleeping quite soundly last night." He leans back from Addison and smiles at her. His inner cat purring quietly.
"I'm going for a run in the woods soon, you two going to be okay for a few hours?" Parker asks Addison cautiously.
"Yeah, I think we could find something to do around here while you're gone. Will you be home for dinner?" She asks.
"I'll be home after lunch, but before dinner. Feel free to look around in the freezer for something, or I can cook when I get back. Your choice. Have you had venison before?" he asks her quietly, his breath tickling her ear.
"No, I haven't."
Parker looks to the clock on the wall, noticing it's almost ten. "I'll go for a run and I'll be back soon. Maybe around three or so? Then I'll help you with dinner."
"That's kind of a really long run. Are you going to be okay running for that long?"
"I don't run the whole time. Plus, there's a river and a few streams to bounce around in. Maybe I'll have to take you to them when it gets a bit warmer and London can enjoy it, too. It's quite beautiful there."
"Okay, s
ounds good. I guess we'll see you in a few hours." Addison squeezes his hand in hers.
Parker gets up, kisses her on the lips, and then heads out the back door. He locked the front door last night so he knows that's secure. As he gets outside, he scents the air. Just in case. He turns and locks then shuts back door behind him. He worries about his girls in the house while he's gone.
His girls. He likes the sound of that.
Entering the woods, he walks the path for a while in his human form, thinking. After a few minutes, he can see the small shack about one hundred feet in front of him. It's been here forever and he quickly goes in and strips out of his clothes.
It used to be an old shed but he converted it into a small shack, keeping hidden well into the woods just for this. The old outhouse was closer to the house but he tore it down a few years back.
He eases out of the small building, pushing the door closed, and letting his human form be taken over by his leopard. Easing down to all fours, his leopard is complete in moments.
As Parker's leopard stretches out the animal muscles, this gives him time to think of last night, making love to Addy. He listened to her this morning taking her shower, the little noises she made in there as he lifted London from her crib.
His overly sensitive ears hearing her moan as he shut the bedroom door behind him, trying to block some of the sounds coming from in there. He wanted to go in and shower with her, help her pleasure herself in there. But knowing he couldn't leave London alone, he stayed in the living room. Achingly hard and aroused.
The images go flipping through Parker's head as his cat takes the lead, running through the woods. A big splash of water hitting him in the face, snaps him out of his thoughts of Addison.
Hey, you're supposed to be paying attention here with me, not floating in the back ground like a backseat passenger, Parker's leopard growls.
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