Total pages in book: 74
Estimated words: 69488 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 347(@200wpm)___ 278(@250wpm)___ 232(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 69488 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 347(@200wpm)___ 278(@250wpm)___ 232(@300wpm)
“Yes, Mr. Evans.”
It was early morning of the fourteenth; I received a text from Jessica—everything was ready to go. I smiled, knowing Addie would love it. I watched as she slept soundly in bed next to me. Lately, Addie's been sleeping more. I guessed she was tired. Not that I left her alone much. I did everything and anything to get into the sweet heat that was her pussy. I caressed her hair off her face and watched her sleep until it was time for me to leave. I left early only because I had back-to-back meetings, since I took the following day off. I took both handles of the doors and opened them. Making my way round the Tiffany Suite, searched for my Addie. I stopped when I saw the bedroom door closed. I walked into the room. There, sitting on a lounge chair by the window was Addie; she was perfect in her wedding dress. Even more beautiful than the day I married her. “What the fuck did I do right to have you in my life?” I muttered.
“Well, first you lied and manipulated me.” She laughed as she stood, and slowly walked over to me. “Then you sort of wrapped yourself around my heart, like a snake, so now my heart can only beat if you let it.” She reached up and touched my face so gently, I felt her love reach out from inside her.
“I fucking love you, Addie,” I murmured low and rough as I hungrily looked at her.
“Don't look at me like that. Save it for later,” she said to me, then leaned in and whispered, “I'm even wearing that corset.” She winked. Fuck me; I almost came in my pants remembering that damn thing.
“Come on.” I took her hand, trying to forget my strained my dick. I pulled her to the outer room and left her standing while I went over to the iPod and pressed play. Our first song played through the speakers.
“What are you trying to do?” she asked, smiling.
“I’m trying to make up for the past, at least our night that I fucked up,” I said quietly as I walked over, took her in my arms and swayed her back and forth as we danced.
“So you admit you were an asshole that night?” she asked.
“I gave as good as I got,” I answered.
“You did. Daimon…” Addie hesitated.
“I hate that our night was ruined for both of us. I hate the memories associated with it. I just wanted to erase it, and bring new memories. Plus I wouldn't mind taking off this wedding dress and trying my hand on your corset.” I licked my lips knowing how good her honey tasted.
Turning her around, I unfastened her dress. It pooled around her feet as Addie stepped out of it. She turned back to me; her smile was soft as her eyes drank me in. Addie walked away from me slowly, looking back at me as she reached the bedroom door. She turned, her corset in full effect, her tight waist, and her long lean legs on display. Her breasts were perfect, soft mounds. Fuck, the very look of her made me crave her more.
Addie tilted her head to one side, and I smiled. Eager little seductress. I walked over to her, and with my every step, Addie stepped inside the bedroom until she reached the bed. She crooked her finger beckoning me to come. I growled low into my chest as I watched her. She reached out to me, removing each layer of my clothing at a slow, torturous pace. I released a breath as I let her touch me. Her soft hands grazing my chest, she turned me and made me sit on the edge of the bed. My cock was hard as I looked down to see Addie now on her knees. She leaned in and began kissing my balls, her eyes drifting upwards, making eye contact.
She was almost on all fours as she lowered herself and sucked on my sack. I leaned back, my hands on either side of me. I had to force myself to continue to look at her, not to lose focus on my girl. She kissed me on my inner thigh before she reached up and leisurely licked my shaft. Fuck me! Her warm tongue, only a prelude to her hot mouth as it softly took me all in. The back of her throat felt utterly divine, in the most tortuous way. I reached forward, took her head with both my hands and slowly used her mouth as I fucked it.
Her tongue twirled around my length as I brought her head down toward my balls. “Fuck, Addie,” I moaned. She hummed, the vibrations jolting my cock. I let go of her head and gently caressed her face, admiring her.