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Frankly, I don’t understand it, but if it puts a smile on Addison’s face—and gets rid of those leggings—I’m damn sure going to make it happen. We’re both standing in our underwear; she’s bra-free but still covered by the tank top. It rides up her belly whenever she stretches to reach something or moves around the room, and even looking like Winnie the Pooh, she’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.
I gyrate my hips in the air seductively. “Now that we’re almost naked, what should we do about it?”
It must not do the trick because instead of dropping to her knees in lust, she explodes in a fit of laughter. After a few moments, she seems to get it together, but when I take a step toward her, she immediately starts snort laughing all over again. Feeling defeated, I stand in front of her, hands on my hips.
“Wow, thanks for that,” she says, wiping at the tears collecting in the corners of her eyes.
“I’m glad I could entertain you, but I would have preferred to do so in another way.” This time, I stick with wiggling my eyebrows at her rather than humping the air in sexual innuendo.
“Okay, Casanova,” she says, patting my chest. “Why don’t you put a hold on those thoughts and those moves? We need to go get Willow from school.”
I check my watch and groan. “Oh, come on. We have five minutes. That’s all I need.”
“I know,” she deadpans.
I gasp in offense and grab her arm, pulling her against me and hooking my hand around her neck. I put my lips on hers roughly, swallowing her moan before dropping kisses down the expanse of her neck.
“Four and a half minutes,” she whispers.
I nip at her neck with a growl while she giggles, so damn proud of herself. But the laughter comes to a halt when I rub my thumb over her puckered nipple. I grin as her lips part on a breath, and I bend to lap at its hardened peek through her shirt. Sliding my hand down to her hip, I grind into her, shuffling her back a few steps until she’s pressed to the wall.
“Four minutes,” she whispers against my lips.
“Woman, if you don’t stop timing me.”
“You’ll what?” she challenges.
“I’ll stop touching you.” I move my fingers under her panties, feeling her wet and ready for me as I slide a finger inside her, enjoying the little mewl of pleasure that squeaks out of her.
“No,” she says. “Don’t stop.”
Another finger joins the first, sliding in and out of her at a steady pace. I devour her mouth, licking and teasing until she’s panting and writhing against me. Grinding my palm against her swollen clit, I hook my fingers inside her and rub them against her sweet spot. She throws her head back, her pussy gripping my fingers as they thrust in and out of her. Her moans are loud and uninhibited as she starts shaking in my arms.
“Damn, I love watching you come,” I whisper against her temple.
When she comes down from her high, I slow my fingers and reluctantly pull them out of her.
“Thirty seconds,” she says, her eyes opening while a grin spreads across her face.
“Not too shabby, huh?” I wink at her, placing a quick kiss to her lips and pulling away. I snag my pants off the floor, and work on getting dressed while Addison does the same. I try not to smirk at how cute she is when she has to sit down in the new rocking chair to pull on her leggings.
When she’s done, I grab her hand and look around the room, feeling a sense of pride at all we’ve managed to accomplish—not just today, but every day since she showed up at my door.
“Is it perfect yet?” I ask her.
She smiles at me and says, “Yeah. It’s perfect.”
