Before I got to the shower, she pushed open the door and stepped back so I could join her.
“Are you okay?” she asked, her blue eyes full of concern. “Was there a problem at dinner?”
I had yet to tell her that Mr. Parker had pretty much abandoned us because of his emotional issues. I got the feeling she knew that, even without me saying it, but we hadn’t yet discussed it.
I didn’t care to talk about it now, either.
“Dinner was fine.” I crowded her against the wall. “I just need you right now.”
“Well, I’m right here, Mr. Snowden,” she said in that impish way of hers.
Slowly, I let my hands travel over her warm, smooth skin while I licked my way into her mouth. I swallowed her soft sighs, tangling myself up with her, trying to get as close as possible. Addison responded enthusiastically, her arms wreathing my neck, her leg curling around mine while our tongues explored.
This woman did it for me in so many ways. The way she always welcomed me, showing me just how much she wanted me. There was a difference between her and Mr. Parker, other than the obvious. Addison didn’t have any problems letting her emotions get involved. Granted, I knew she was still battling them the same way that we were, trying to wrap her head around this thing we’d all stumbled into. Unlike Mr. Parker, Addison wasn’t trying to deny it, pretending that it didn’t exist. She embraced it—us—and I needed that more than I needed anything else.
My lips trailed over her cheek, her jaw, then down the silky column of her neck. I nipped her shoulder and her fingernails dug into my arms. Unable to resist tasting more of her, I worked my way down her body, sucking her nipples, nipping the undersides of her breasts before going to my knees and settling my mouth on her sweet pussy.
Addison wasn’t shy about getting what she wanted. Her left leg found its way over my shoulder and she used the tiled wall for support while I explored her with my tongue, flicking her clit, fucking into her while she moaned and held on to me for balance.
“Mr. Snowden,” she cried out. “Please let me come. I want to come in your mouth. Oh, God!”
I growled my approval but didn’t stop tormenting her, focusing all my efforts on her clit as her legs began to tremble. Pushing two fingers inside her, I sucked her clit between my lips and sent her soaring over the edge. She screamed my name, digging her nails into my shoulders, and I held on to her.
When she finally came back down, I pressed my forehead to her belly and stayed right there. Her smooth hands caressed my head, my neck. I closed my eyes as the warm water cascaded over us both. It took effort, but I pushed everything else out of my mind and found the strength to be exactly the man she needed.
Pushing to my feet, I kissed her hard, twining my fingers in her hair. She moaned into my mouth, her body pressing against me, trying to get closer. I used my firm grip on her hair to hold her back, to keep those scant few inches between us. Finally, I broke the kiss and stared down at her.
“On your knees, precious,” I ordered.
Just as I expected, Addison’s eyes flared and her mouth opened. There was a glimmer of heat that reflected back at me and I knew this was what she’d been hoping for. Addison needed my dominance and I needed to give it to her.
Her hands slid down my torso as she went to her knees before me. When I turned to press my back against the wall, movement caught my eye and I looked out the glass door to see Mr. Parker standing there. I tore my gaze off him, ignoring his presence. This wasn’t about him.
“Take me in your mouth,” I ordered Addison, gripping her hair tightly. “I want you to take every inch.”
“My pleasure, Mr. Snowden,” she rasped as her lips opened and she fondled the head of my cock with her tongue.
I didn’t look away, refusing to acknowledge Mr. Parker.
“Ah, yes, precious girl. Suck me.”
Addison laved me with her lips and tongue, licking her way up and down my shaft, teasing the sensitive vein and working lower.
“Take my balls in your mouth,” I ordered.
She did, stroking them with her soft tongue.
It was then that I knew I was going to make this last as long as I could.
After all, it was only fair.
Thirty-Seven
ADDISON
WHILE I KNELT ON THE shower floor, stroking Mr. Snowden’s cock with my tongue, I could feel Mr. Parker’s presence behind me. I’d seen him walk in and I knew Mr. Snowden had noticed him, as well. But for some reason, Mr. Snowden was pretending otherwise.
