Under His Skin (15 page)

Chapter 25

Addison

Chad knocked on the door around noon with Hadlee and Makenna in tow.  Chandi was right, she was beautiful, but I didn’t recognize her from school.  Twenty years can change a person tremendously, on the outside and the inside.

After several minutes of awkward conversation they all finally left, and I decided to take a long hot shower.  My interactions with Chad always left me tense, and I didn’t want to be in a bad mood when I saw Stephen later.  I walked into my bedroom, slipped out of my clothes, threw on my robe and grabbed a clip to pin up my hair when my phone dinged.  I figured it was Chad telling me they were headed back because Chandi forgot something. 
I swear I think he makes it up half of the time
, I thought to myself as I reached for my phone.

(12:26pm)

Stephen: Are you ready yet?

I couldn’t help but to smile.

Addison: I was going to jump in the shower, then call you.

Stephen: I don’t want to wait?

Addison: I’ll be quick, I promise

Stephen: Not quick enough.  Open the door.

Addison: Stephen!!

Stephen: Addison!!  Open the door.

Addison: You are not really here. Are you?

Stephen:  Get off the phone and open the door to find out.

I put the phone on my nightstand and walked to the front door.  When I opened it, he was leaning against the door frame looking like he was posing for a photo shoot.
I don’t think it’s possible for him to ever look bad
, I thought.  I noticed that he had a bottle of wine and a movie in his hands.

“Are you going to let me come in or do I have to stand out here all afternoon?” He smiled.

“Of course, come in,” I moved aside.  “So what do we have here?”

“Well, I figured I might as well watch this

“Frozen” movie so I will finally understand what the hell Chandi is talking about and the wine is to help me get through it.” He winked.

“Are you serious?”

“Ha, ha no!  The wine is just because and the movie is “Get Hard” with Kevin Hart and Will Ferrell because, well, it’s Kevin Hart and Will Ferrell and the wine is just because you like it,” he said as he followed me into the living room.

“That was very thoughtful of you.  Have a seat and I’ll be right back let me run and throw some clothes on.”

“Take your time, go ahead and take your shower.  I can entertain myself while I wait.  I’ll just look through all of your old photo albums,” he laughed.

“Oh goodness, please don’t.  I went through some serious crazy hair phases and no one needs to relive that.”  He chuckled.  “I’ll be quick, I promise.”

He grabbed the remote and took a seat on the sofa.  I turned the water on and grabbed a towel from the linen closet.  I dropped my robe and pulled back the curtain to step into the shower and felt a slight breeze and heard something rustle behind me.  I turned my head to see him standing in the doorway smiling mischievously. 

“Don’t let me stop you,” he said.  “I told you I can entertain myself.”

“At least come in and close the door, you’re letting a breeze in,” I grinned and stepped into the shower, waiting anxiously for his next move.  His was a body that I didn’t think one could ever tire of looking at.  I stood under the water, letting it run down my back, butterflies forming in my stomach.
Why am I so nervous? It’s not like we haven’t already done this.
  My thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the curtain shifting. 

I saw one tan sculpted leg step into the tub and I shuddered.  I watched as he climbed all the way into the tub,
he is flawless,
I thought.  Without a word he grabbed my waist, pulled me to him and kissed me.  I wrapped my arms around his neck and dug my fingers into his hair.  He kissed me deeply, teasing me with his tongue, running it across my bottom lip and biting gently.  He kissed me while his hands ran up and down my back.  He moved his hands slowly from my waist, up my back and along both of my arms.  He grabbed my wrists and held them over my head as he carefully spun us around so that my back pressed against the wall. 

He nibbled along my jawline to my ear, then to my neck, kissing and biting along the way.  He moved from my neck to my collarbone and down the center of my chest, leaving a trail of desire as he moved along. His fingers found their way to my nipples as he continued his descent down my chest.  He pinched and pulled and teased while he kissed and I felt the heat between my thighs intensifying.  He dropped to his knees in front of me, his fingers still working their magic on my nipples as he circled my belly button with his tongue.  I felt him gently flick his tongue in and out giving me a preview of what he intended to do as he continued his journey to my core. 

He released my swollen nips and grabbed my waist while he continued to kiss my belly button.  I lowered my head and caught his eyes just as he glanced up and saw a slight smirk on his lips.  He winked as his hands reached behind me grabbing my backside.

“I need you to relax and trust me,” he said as he shifted his weight on his knees and maneuvered himself in between my thighs. 

With skillful agility he lifted my thighs on to his shoulders and his tongue was buried deep inside me before I could utter the words “don’t drop me.”  I almost laughed inwardly at the thought now because of how effortlessly he held me.  I probably would have if my mind wasn’t focused on the sensation of his tongue invading my most intimate of regions.  The sensation of his tongue flicking over my clit and driving in and out of me made my head spin. I felt a warm sensation begin to tinkle in my stomach and soon it spread outward through all of my extremities.  I felt my body start to shudder and shake and for a split second a fear hit me,
oh god I hope he doesn’t drop me. 
That fear was quickly eased because he didn’t even flinch as I shook wildly.  When I finished shaking, he slowly lowered my legs back onto the ground, stood up, stepped under the shower and let the water run down his body briefly.  Then he slid the curtain back, stepped out and grabbed a towel from the closet.

“Now that I’ve satisfied my sweet tooth, take your time. I’ll be waiting for you out here,” he opened the door and walked out closing it behind him.   I stood there trying to compose myself.  I hurriedly grabbed my body washed, lathered and rinsed.

Chapter 26

Stephen

I laid across her bed on my stomach waiting for her to finish in the shower.  I must have dozed because I didn’t hear her walk into the room; I woke up when I felt her weight on my back and her kisses on the back of my neck.  I felt her breasts pressing into my back and the heat from her core on my lower back just above where the towel sat on my hips.  I felt her kisses move from my neck and across my shoulders and back then I felt a gentle tug on my arm encouraging me to roll over.  I obliged and as soon as I was on my back she was on her knees between my legs and the towel was off of me.

I felt her trail kisses down my stomach and through the thin patch of hair at my pelvic bone.  Then I felt the alternating sensations of her warm and cool.  Her warm mouth wrapped around my hard cock and the cool sensation of the air and her saliva when she moved up and down along my shaft.  She used one hand to stroke me as she took me in and out of her mouth. 

“Shit,” I growled.  I reached down and ran my fingers through her hair and looked down at those almond-shaped eyes looking up at me, seeking my approval.  I nodded and moaned. 

“Addison,” I whispered.  She licked and sucked the tip before taking me in as far as she could.  I watched her head bob up and down on my shaft, enjoying the feel of her warmth enveloping me and her hand stroking at the same time.  I felt that undeniable feeling in the pit of my stomach and felt my body tense.  Responding to tenses of my body, she intensified the pressure with her mouth and sped up her rhythm while syncing up her stroke. 

“Fuck Addison,” I roared as I began to shake. “I’m about to cum baby.”  She licked the tip of my manhood and continued stroking me until a stream of my hot liquid shot into the air and landed on my stomach.  She licked the remnants off of my cock before using her towel to clean me off.  Then she crawled up next to me and curled up into my arms.  I covered us in the blankets.

“Sorry I disrupted your shower,” I said with a smirk.

“No you aren’t,” she laughed.

“No, you’re right, I’m not.  Best shower, I’ve had in months.”

“Months huh?” She huffed.  I kissed her.

“Well, there was this one shower I had at the ‘Y’ that came pretty close,” I teased.  She poked me.

“You’re crazy,” she grinned.  “So now that we’re all “showered” what do you want to do?  Watch the movie?”

“Nope! I’m not done with you yet,” I said as I pulled her on top of me and kissed her.  The scent of her body mixed with her soap, feel of her on top of me and the heat radiating between her legs made me hard again.  I had one hand buried in her hair as we kissed and with the other I reached for my pants.  I had taken them off right next to the bed.  I was feeling around for them to reach for a condom when I felt her slide up and down my shaft and then I was inside of her.
Oh fuck,
I thought.  It felt immensely better than before. 

The warmth of her encompassing me completely.  The feel of her inner walls constricting around my shaft and her scent invading my senses.  I would lose myself in her in if I didn’t stop it right now.

“Fuck Addison, stop.”

“It’s ok. I’m on the pill.”

“Stop… Addison… plea…” she shifted her hips and sat up and I was deep inside of her, all of my resolve lost.  I grabbed her hips and slammed her up and down on my manhood.  I watched as her chest bounced and she threw her head back.  She had her hands on my chest and let me have full control. It was so fucking sexy.  After a few more thrusts, I lifted her off of me and placed her on the bed.  She went to lay on her back,

“No, on your knees,” I instructed and she obliged.  I knelt on the bed between her thighs and enjoyed the view of her round honey-brown ass hiked in the air.  I saw her glistening wetness and the aroma of her sex hit me and made me go wild. Without warning I slammed all the way to the hilt inside of her.  I reached up with one hand and unpinned her hair so I could curl my fingers into her long auburn hair.  With the other hand, I smacked her ass, and she bucked against me.  I pulled her hair which made her back arch and allowed me even further access.

“Yes, baby, right there.  Don’t move,” I said and grabbed her waist and drove myself into here repeatedly.  Thrusting in and out, harder and faster I could feel her start to shake. She grabbed the sheets and grabbed so hard one end came off of the mattress making her lose her balance and her arm came from under her.  Her face landed on the bed and forced her ass up in the air even more, I moaned at the sensation.

“Oh fuck Addison,” I yelled and continued driving in and out of her.  Her legs shook, and she clinched tightly around my cock.  A few more thrusts and her whole body shook, and I felt her release start to run down my leg.  I was on the verge of release when I felt her stop shaking.  She propped herself back up on her hands and bucked against me.

“Shit, shit, shit, yes! Just like that,” I moaned.  She looked back at me over her shoulder, her eyes hooded and full of passion and that put me over the edge.  I pulled out just in time and came on her back.

“Sorry,” I laughed. She didn’t say anything, just looked at me like she could devour me.  I grabbed the towel she used earlier, wiped her off, then kissed the spot that had held my essence.

“You keep attacking me like that and we’ll never get anything done tonight,” she teased.

“You say that like it’s a bad thing.”

“No, not at all.  I could stay here all day and night.”

“Good I may take you up on that.”

“Can I get a reprieve in time for the fireworks tonight?”

“Hmm…. I guess, but only because I love the fireworks.” I winked at her.  “I usually watch them up at UB every year.  Do you have a preference?”

“No, I like UB; they always have a pretty good display.”

“They do, I’ve gone there since college.”

“Is that where you studied?” She asked.

“Yeah, it’s a great school.”

“I know.  I wish I had gone there sometimes.”

“Where’d you go?” I asked, pretending that I hadn’t already stalked her Facebook page.

“I studied at Canisus. Don’t get me wrong, it’s a great school.  I just wish that I had gone with some of my friends to UB.  I think I was trying to run away from who I was in high school, I figured if I left my friends behind then I could leave that person too.  I didn’t take into account that Chad was a big part of the problem.”

“What does that mean?”

“I just wasn’t a very nice person in high school.  Call it “cheerleader complex” or something.  I thought I was better than most people and I took advantage of some situations.”

“Ah, I see. Does this have anything to do with that Mickey kid you were telling me about?”

“It’s Nicky, and that’s just part of it.”

“What does that mean?”

“Nothing, it just means that I wasn’t the best person.  I said and did some horrible things.  Can we just leave it at that?” She snapped.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa killer,” I kidded.  She looked embarrassed.

“Sorry I didn’t mean to be so snappish.  Can we just change the subject?”

“Sure thing.  How’s this… are you hungry?”

“I am actually.  Any ideas?”

“How about a pizza?  We can watch the movie while we eat.  Later we’ll head out to the fireworks.  Sound like a plan?”

“Yes, thank you.”

“You’re welcome,” I said as I kissed her forehead.  “Do you have a preference?”

“No wherever you like.”

I rolled out of the bed and grabbed my cell phone out of my pants.  Since I already had Pizza Junction saved in my phone, as a bachelor I ordered my fair share of pizza, I scrolled through until I found it and placed a delivery order for a large pizza then hung up the phone.  When I hung up the phone I sat on the edge of the bed, taking my time to put my phone back letting Addison’s mood shift play through my mind.  Something wasn’t sitting right with me, but I couldn’t figure it out what it was.  My thoughts were interrupted by the feel of her hands rubbing up and down my back.

“I really didn’t mean to snap at you and I really am sorry,” she said.  “I just don’t like talking about high school.  It was so long ago and people change, you know?”

“Yes… I do.  I really do.”