ADDICTED

55

JAMES

Looking up from the computer, I rubbed my eyes. I couldn't wait for the day when I no longer had to stare at a computer screen for eight hours every day.

My eyes flit down to my watch. People would begin arriving any minute.

I saved the file I'd been working on and headed downstairs to Leah's room. My knuckles rapped gently on the door before I let myself in.

Leah lie burrowed in a mound of blankets and pillows. A sliver of her silky skin peeked out between the linens. Moving to the bed, I peeled away the layers until she was bare to me.

"Rise and shine, sleepy baby," I whispered, brushing hair from her face.

She grunted in protest and rolled away from me. I chuckled.

"Leah, love." I went to the other side and bent down so our faces were aligned. "Time to get up. Our guests will be arriving soon."

"Mmmm, leave me alone," she muttered, her voice croaky with sleep.

"I could never," I said coyly before climbing onto the mattress beside her.

When she tried to roll away again, I caught her hips and pulled her body into mine. She nestled right into me despite her protests.

Fuck, she felt wonderful. Warm and soft and cuddly.

Pushing my face into her neck, I smelled her with a long sigh.

My hands wandered around her body. I felt the coolness of her round belly and then moved down to her ample hips, sinking my fingers into the plush flesh.

She stirred with a moan. When her sleepy eyes met mine, they widened.

She twisted her body to face me and then leaned forward, kissing my lips.

I remained frozen in surprise until her hand slithered between my legs. She cupped my hardness over my boxers.

"Leah," I said, groaning against her mouth. "Baby, what are you doing?"

"You started it," she uttered in spirited defiance.

Leah rubbed her lips against mine until I pushed her down into the bed. I claimed her mouth roughly, possessing her entire being as mine.

My hands gripped her hips. She ground her pussy on my leg with sexy little whimpers.

"You've got me hard, sweetness," I growled, voice hoarse.

"You've got me wet," she countered.

Her grin was wicked, so I pinched her side.

She flexed her strawberry-pink tongue. "Fuck me already, James."

Every primal instinct in my body pricked at her demand. I kissed her roughly, grabbing her hair. She moaned and wrapped her arms around me, her pelvis rolling tauntingly against me.

"We don't have very long," I told her, pushing her thighs apart as I inserted myself between them. "People will be coming."

"I don't care," moaned my little hedonist. "I need you, James."

My face melted into a wicked smirk as I dragged her cotton shorts down.

Trailing a finger down to her pussy and slick slit, I found her wetter than I could have imagined. I pushed a finger into her wet hole. She dipped her head back with a mewl.

Our sexes sucked and clapped in noises that made me lose my head completely. Her body was my entire world in those moments—the only thing I saw, smelled, heard.