Page 44 of Unraveled Love

I worked out for an hour, spurred on by my fury regarding Daniel somehow being able to be such a slippery fucker that we still had no idea where he’d gone. Worse, there were too many loose ends. With Matthew being held in jail, he was off the playing board, at least temporarily, but there was still MaryAnne in New York—at least I assumed she was since we hadn’t heard anything from Luca. There was also Addi’s dad. Her mom. Two people who could still be used to hurt her.

How in the hell was I going to keep them safe? We had Maxim and Bull down there keeping an eye on her mom, Rachel, but anything could happen to get Addi to go public.

Dripping sweat after my workout and with Addi still sleeping, not having moved a muscle in the hour since I’d been gone, I grabbed another set of clothes from the closet and, just as stealthily as earlier, moved to the bathroom, making sure the click of the door wasn’t audible before I started the shower.

A rush of cool air made me jump, and I opened my eyes from scrubbing shampoo out of my hair, back to the shower spray, right before two feminine hands splayed across my hips and Addi’s mouth pressed to my chest.

“Morning,” she muttered, sliding her hands to my back.

I dropped my hands and held her to me. “You should still be sleeping.”

“I woke up and heard the shower, figured being with you was better than sleep.”

Being with Addi was better than being anywhere else. The shower, a hotel—wherever she was, that was where I wanted to be.

My hands drifted to her hips, up to her ribs, back down before I cupped her pert little ass. “Now that you found me, what do you plan on doing with me?”

She rose up on her toes and kissed me. Freaking great start. Next time I decided to let her sleep instead of hauling her into the shower with me, someone should tell me to have my head examined.

This was a much better workout to start the day than lifting weights and grinding out my frustration.

She pressed the tip of her tongue to my lips and I opened, immediately taking over the kiss and grunting when she wrapped her hand around my quickly hardening length. Fuck she was good at that. Addi carried the perfect mixture of sass and innocence. Never knowing which version of her I was going to get kept me on my toes, but right now, with her hand jerking me off and the taste of her on my tongue, this was the best version.

I groaned her name and stepped out of the spray, walking and twisting until she was pressed to the wall. She hit it with a light thump, never once faltering in driving me insane through her light grip on my dick.

“Harder.” I groaned and bent my head to kiss her neck, her shoulder. I bit her playfully, sucked even harder, and like some randy teenager, I wanted her bruised and marked, making her mine.

She listened perfectly and then gasped when I grabbed her thigh and spread her open. I placed my foot on the small shelf, kicking bottles of shampoo and body wash and whatever other shit she’d placed there to the floor so I could spread her thighs wide, giving me a perfect view of her sex, already swollen.

Goddamn this woman. Her hips rolled, seeking contact, and I leaned in so she could rub the tip of me against her. As soon as the head of my dick hit her clit, she gasped into my mouth, that perfect mewl of noise that shot straight to my balls.

“Take what you need. Rub on me to get yourself off and watch.”

Her cheeks flushed, but she listened, dropping her green, glassy gaze to where she touched me while I planted my hands on the wall behind her. It took feats of strength I didn’t know I possessed to stay still and let her use me for her own pleasure. With every brush of me against her, she grew more wild, more frantic, until she gasped my name and pleaded for more.

“I’m so close, Shawn, please.”

“This?” I asked, pressing my fingers against her, where even despite the water, she was soaking wet, drenched for me.

“You.”

Not good enough. I pushed two fingers inside of her, curling them as I did and pushing her up on her toes, one leg still on the tiled floor. Her beautiful moan was heaven to my ears. Addi took everything I gave her, craved more, fit the side of me who needed it hard as equally as the side of me who needed it soft and to protect and care for her. Her thigh over mine shook as I used my fingers like she wanted my dick, but until she asked, this was what she could have.

“Keep playing with me,” I instructed through gritted teeth. “Jerk me off and use me against your clit. I want to see me all over you.”

“Shit.” She gasped, and her head fell to my shoulder. “You’re so dirty.”

“You love it.” And I loved her.

She peered up at me, and I loved the surprise in those eyes of hers as much as her sex that was pulsing around my fingers. She smiled. “Yeah. I love it.”

God I hoped she meant more than this, hoped she meantme. I took her mouth and she opened, let me ravage her with my mouth while I added a third finger inside of her. I took her hard and slow, ramming my fingers into her like I wanted to be inside of her while she gripped my hard length more firmly, pushing me against her swollen clit until she was crying out, clamping down around my fingers, and her body convulsed with the force of her climax.

“Shawn.” She cried my name before she bit down on my shoulder.

The sick part of me loved her mark, wanted it as badly as I wanted to mark her, and it was that sting of pain from her teeth on me that had my balls drawing up and my own orgasm coming.

“Watch.” I barely had time to spit out the command before I came, pulsing my seed over her hand, her sex, her lower stomach. It mixed with the water and washed away, but God, I loved how filthy she let me be with her.

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