Listen to Me (Fusion 1)

She glances up at me and frowns. “What’s wrong?”

“Absolutely nothing.”

Her eyes narrow. “What are you thinking?”

I smile and she swallows hard, then I lean in and whisper in her ear, “I’m thinking about being behind you later and fucking you until you can’t remember your name.”

I pull away and she blinks rapidly. “Oh.”

“Oh,” I agree.

“DO YOU LEAVE tomorrow?” Addie asks.

“In the morning, yes, but I’ll only be gone for twenty-four hours.” She nods grimly, but smiles bravely. “You’re going to miss me.”

“You’re only going to be gone for twenty-four hours,” she says and rolls her eyes. “I think I’ll survive it. What are you going to L.A. for again?”

“I’m presenting Steve Jennings with a lifetime achievement award,” I reply. “It’s a big deal.”

“Definitely.” She nods and follows me into my house. “That’s exciting for him. My friends liked you,” Addie says as we make our way up the stairs to my bedroom. “I could tell.”

“How could you tell?”

“They didn’t try to beat you up,” she says with a laugh.

“I liked them too,” I reply and pull the covers back on the bed, then tug my shirt over my head and throw it on the floor. I reach out for Addie, to help her out of her sexy clothes, but she shakes her head.

“Just have a seat.”

“Excuse me?” I lift a brow and brace my hands on my hips.

“You heard me,” she says with a coy smile. “Sit on the bed. Please.”

“Since you asked nicely.” I sit on the bed and almost swallow my tongue when she turns her back to me and slowly lifts her top over her head, then lets it fall to the floor.

She’s wearing a flesh-colored strapless bra, which is quickly unfastened and joins her top on the floor.

God, her back is gorgeous.

She tosses me a flirty smile over her shoulder and pushes her thumbs into the waist of her skirt, and with just a couple of tugs over her hips, it floats to the floor, leaving her completely bare.

She turns slowly, tilts her hip out to the side, and the wide smile on her gorgeous face is nothing but pure sin.

“Come here.”

She walks slowly toward me, and when she reaches a hand out to me, I catch it in my own grip and pull her onto the bed, rolling us until she’s beneath me.

“You have no idea how fast my heart races when I look at you,” I whisper, my lips mere inches from hers. “You turn me inside out, Addison.”

“You do the same to me,” she murmurs. Her fingertip is tracing the ink on my arm in long, lazy strokes.

“I was going to fuck you hard tonight.” My voice is calm. Matter-of-fact. “But that’s not what I need right now.”

“What do you need?” she asks.

“I need,” I kiss the corner of her mouth, “to make,” then the other corner, “love to you.” My fingertips brush down her neck to her breast, where they tease her nipple until it’s hard, and then travel farther south, over her barely rounded belly to the most beautiful pussy I’ve ever seen in my fucking life.

“You’re already wet.”

“You’re already hard,” she replies and circles her hips, grazing over my still-jean-covered hard-on.

“Sweetheart, I’ve been hard since the first moment I saw you.”

“That must be very uncomfortable for you,” she whispers before she bites my lower lip. She reaches between us and unzips my pants, tugging them down my hips, and when my cock springs free, she immediately guides me to her wetness.

“Addie, we don’t have to rush.”

“I’m not rushing.” She shakes her head and sighs when just the tip slides inside her. “I just need this with you.”

“Why?”

She opens her big blue eyes, and I can see it there. She loves me.

And God, I love her so much it hurts.

How am I just now realizing this? She’s as important to me now as breathing, and there isn’t anything I wouldn’t do to make sure she’s safe. That she’s happy.

“Because, I—”

“You what, baby?”

“I just do.”

She tips her forehead against my shoulder, hiding. It’s the sweetest thing I’ve ever seen. I sink all the way inside her and rest there. We’re both panting harder now, and sweat is beaded on my forehead at the energy it’s taking me to hold back from pounding the fuck out of her.

“You scare me a little,” she admits softly.

“You scare me a lot,” I reply with a grin. “I think that if it wasn’t scary it wouldn’t mean as much.”

She smiles slowly and circles her hips again, making my eyes cross.

“God, baby, you feel so fucking good.”

“So good,” she agrees and clings to me as I begin to thrust in and out, in a long, slow rhythm. I don’t want to rush it. I don’t want it to be over yet.

I want to savor every fucking second with her.

I push one of her legs up over my shoulder, opening her to me, so I can sink in even deeper. She cries out and digs her nails into my ass, pulling me in.

And I almost come, right here.

But I bite my lip and hold on, riding her, watching her face as her own orgasm begins to wash over her.

“So close,” she whispers. “So close.”

“So beautiful.” I kiss her lips and press my forehead against hers. Her tight pussy is clenching me now, almost desperately, and her already strong grip tightens on my ass as she comes spectacularly.