Addison swung her beautiful legs off the end of the bed. Inching her ass forward, her schoolgirl skirt rode all the way up the tops of her porcelain thighs.
“Here...”
My breath caught in my throat as she reached for me.
“Let me help you.”
Her hands found the tie at the top of my sweatpants. Her long slender fingers began undoing the knot.
“So this is it?” I asked, glancing over at Damon. “One last crazy fling before the two of you put the rings on tomorrow?”
“Something like that,” my friend answered.
My sweats dropped, and Addison let out a squeal of delight to find I wasn’t wearing any boxers. A moment later, her warm hand snaked its way delicately around my mostly-hard erection.
“MMMMmmmm…”
She was at the edge of the bed now, almost the perfect height. With her gaze fixed on Damon’s, she began dragging my manhood along her face, kissing it gently.
“I don’t know if I’d call it a fling,” said Addison, “but it’s definitely crazy.”
She kissed the head, shifting those blue eyes to me. I became lost in them. So much that I shuddered involuntarily as her tongue flicked out, swirling hotly over the edge of my glans.
“We’ve been flirting with the idea of doing this for a long time now,” she said softly. “May as well be someone we love and trust.”
I felt all new heat, as the hand gripping me gently began sliding up and down. Addison shifted even further between my legs, smiling warmly.
Holy.
Fuck.
I did love her, of course. For one thing Damon loved her, and that was more than enough for me. But with Addison it went way beyond that. She wasn’t just fun or funny, she was witty as hell. Humbly intelligent. The kind of woman you started laughing with almost immediately, because within minutes of meeting her she made you feel comfortable and welcome.
It also didn’t hurt that she was breathtakingly beautiful. No, scratch that. More like knock you flat on your fucking ass gorgeous.
And now…
Now my best friend’s fiancé was closing her mouth over the head of my cock. Pushing me past her beautiful lips, and straight down her pretty little throat.
“Fuck…”
She was blowing me. Addison. My best friend’s girl. Hell, his soon-to-be wife…
It just didn’t seem real.
“You alright?”
A hand landed gently on my shoulder. I turned and saw Damon, grinning like a maniac.
“Ummm… are you?”
“Fan-fucking-tastic.”
He crawled onto the bed, sliding behind h
is bride-to-be. Pulling her hair back, he whispered something into her ear and she nodded.
“Good. Because I can’t wait anymore.”