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The next morning. ( Pete stayed the night at Addison's.)
Addison woke up, as a result of Pete's twitch against her hair, to find herself cuddled against him. She couldn't help but smile, and rubbed her hand gently across his bare chest, letting out a light moan. He felt so amazing, and her mind shot back to the flashbacks from last night.
His hips rocking back against hers in perfect rhythmic motion.
His mouth reaching to meet hers but his balance thrown off from his groin's ecstasy, sending shivers through his spine, his stomach, his lips. His mouth catches just traces of her lips, enough for a taste, to keep him wanting more.
He makes up for it where he knows he won't miss her body, thrusting deeper inside of her.
Just the brief reminders give her a tingles and her body can't help but give out a shake.
He woke up immediately, "What's wrong?", he gently asks, as his eyes adjust to being open.
She looked up at him smiling, "Absolutely nothing"
He looked back at her relieved, with his adorable smirk, and grabbed her hands, intertwining his fingers with hers to make their perfect fit, and kissed her on the forehead.
She was finally being treated right, and took in every moment of it, leaning in for a kiss on his perfect lips, opening them with her tongue and slipping it easily inside. He of course, responded the same way as they buried themselves deep into each others mouths.
"Well, that woke me up", he said, as she giggled.
"Yeah, yeah, it did", she said, pulling back her hair behind her ears, regaining her composure.
They looked at the clock at the same time, both responding the same way; sighing. It was time to go to work. In fact, they were running late.
Addison went to her closet, pulling out a sexy black dress, along with a black lace bra and thong. Her door was slightly creased open, but enough for Pete to get an eyeful as he stared longingly at how sexy she was getting dressed just as much as she was undressing. He knew she wasn't going to go at it again now since they were late so he just went to his spare clothes he had kept at her house.
He pulled on some new boxers and jeans, smiling because he knew they were Addison's favorites, the red checkered boxers and the dark frayed jeans. Interrupting his daydreams, she walked in and pulled out his gray long sleeve collared shirt and put it on him, her hands lightly grazing his arms. He stared at her doing his buttons, and knew she was nothing short of amazing. Anna would never do this for him.
"You're beautiful.", he said quietly. He hated letting his vulnerable side show, but with her his emotions were so strong he had to get them out some way.
Addison smiled wide, grabbed his hand. "Lets go, honey," and they both walked to the car, his arm around her waist, embracing her. She knew, through all the pain she had suffered with men in her life, he was the one.
