“You don’t need to tell me shit. I know Addie is Lizzie on paper. What I want to know is why the fuck she wasn’t sent back. I mean, they printed her when my bitch ex had her arrested. I can’t stand knowing this shit is in her file, and at any moment some asshole badge will come knocking at her door to take her in. Fuck, I’m going crazy here. I need some assurance that it won’t happen. It’d kill me, and Jack is real fond of her, too.” Chas fingered the chain hanging from his jeans’ pocket. He didn’t mean to reveal how much he cared about Addie—it had just come out. What was it about being in a lawyer’s office that made someone spill his guts?
“I understand your concern. For now, I’ve taken care of it.”
“What do you mean, ‘for now’?” Chas searched Cara’s face.
“I mean I have a good friend in the sheriff’s office who has ‘misplaced’ the file. I can’t place his job in jeopardy too much longer, though. Now that Addie’s husband is in town, I’m hoping she’ll let me help her clear everything up.”
“You knew she was married, and you didn’t tell me?”
“It wasn’t my place, it was hers. I told you, she’s my client. Sometimes, being a lawyer poses a real dilemma. It goes with the territory, but a client has to have total trust that what she tells her attorney will never be revealed. That’s the way it goes. Why don’t you talk to Addie? I think the time for you both to communicate with each other is long overdue.”
Nodding his agreement, Chas rose to his feet. “You’re damn right about that. Thanks, Cara.” As he left, he looked over his shoulder and said, “Good luck with your trial.”
Then he was gone.
* * *
When Addie opened the door, she threw her arms around Chas and kissed him. Feeling her warm lips on his and her tits smashed against him, Chas’s dick woke up. He pushed her backward as he walked into her apartment, the paper bag holding the bottle of merlot he’d bought for her rustling in his hand. Her familiar cinnamon-sugar scent drifted around him, and his finger sank down into her purple velour top.
With their lips still fused, they tumbled on the couch, the paper bag crinkling under their weight. Chas cupped his hand over her breast as their tongues explored and lashed together. His hard cock pressed over her corduroy-clad pussy. Pushing the hem of her top upward, his fingertips brushed her bareness, making goosebumps pepper her skin. Using his finger, he traced the upper curve of her tits, slipping his hand under her lacy bra. Gliding his fingers over her flat nipple, he stroked it to a rigid peak then pinched it between his fingers.
“Oh, Chas,” she murmured against his lips.
Breaking away from her warm mouth, he pulled her top over her head and discarded it on the floor next to the couch. As he took the satin straps of her bra in his teeth and slid them halfway down her arm, he buried his face between her breasts breathing in her scent, loving the way her tits caressed his face. As he licked them, a wave of pleasure ran through his entire body. The way her long fingers raked through his hair, her intoxicating scent, and her incredibly soft curves made all thoughts and questions disappear, and Chas was lost in the moment. The only thing that mattered was kissing her tits, mouth, and pussy. All he wanted was to be inside her, fusing their bodies together as one.
“Babe, you’ve got the sexiest and most fuckable tits I’ve ever seen,” Chas said, his voice burning with lust.
Tugging his hair, Addie whispered, “I love the things you do with your tongue.”
Chas growled and licked the underside of one of her breasts then brought his mouth up, slowly licking around her nipple before covering it entirely with his mouth and sucking gently. His finger flicked over her other nipple until it hardened, and Addie moaned and squirmed underneath him. As his warm tongue licked her, he pulled away briefly, blowing his cool breath against her hot skin. He felt her shiver as she gasped, her hand fisting and pulling his hair, making his scalp tingle.
“I like that, honey. You’re setting me on fire,” Addie said between gasps.
Chas and Addie locked gazes, and an intensity he’d never experienced with a woman crackled in the air. It was like livewires between them, and from the way Addie shuddered, he knew she felt it, too.
“Fuck, precious. I’m on fire. We got something between us I’ve never felt before. You make me forget everything except you—all of you,” Chas rasped.
“I feel it, too. Is this what people mean when they say they feel fireworks going off? If so, then I’ve got the fucking Fourth of July exploding inside me. You know how to touch me and get to me each and every time. I love you so much, honey,” Addie said as she stroked the back of his neck.
With a growl, Chas crushed his mouth on hers, giving her a deep, tongue-filled kiss. Peppermint cooled his tongue, and he sucked on the bottom of her lip. “You taste so good, babe,” he murmured against her full lips. “So fucking good.”
As he kissed her, his hands slid down her body to the waistband of her corduroy pants. Popping the button, he unzipped them and slipped his hand inside, stroking her pussy through her satin-like panties. When dampness touched his fingers, a feral grunt rose up from deep in his throat.
“I want to rub my hand all over your wet, hot pussy then taste your sweetness,” he said thickly as he massaged her mound, his hand on top of her panties.
“Oh, that feels so good. Keep doing it,” she breathed.
“You’re so fuckin’ wet and tempting. I gotta taste your pretty pussy, babe.”
Chas ran his tongue from her ear down to where her neck and shoulders met, nipping her as his tongue trailed down. A few soft bites on her nipples, then his tongue, lips, and teeth marked her soft skin until he reached her belly button. Chas leaned back, and with both hands he shrugged her pants down past her hips. Addie helped push her pants down, and Chas tossed them on the floor next to her velour top. With both hands, he ripped off her bikini panties, exposing her glistening, pink pussy.
He sucked in his breath. “Fuck.” His mouth watered as he scooted between her legs, placing wet kisses on the insides of her thighs. With slow, deliberate movements, he traced the soft flesh of her inner thighs with his tongue, gliding it toward her pulsing mound. When he neared her sex, he heard her hold her breath so he retreated, trailing his tongue back toward her hips. He repeated this pattern over and over until her thighs quivered, and she grabbed a fist full of his hair and guided his face toward her drenched pussy.
Chas looked up and saw Addie staring at him, need burning in her emerald eyes. “I love seeing your face when I’m making you feel good,” he said.
“Lick me. Put your mouth on me.” She pushed his face on her aroused sex.
“You want me to lick your pussy, huh? You like it when I do that, don’t you, baby?”
“Oh, yeah. You’ve been teasing me enough. I’m going to burst if you don’t lick me.”
Chuckling, Chas said, “I love tasting you and the way your slick clit feels under my tongue. I love eating you out.”
He licked slowly on the outside of her tantalizing mound, working his way in. When he licked her engorged lips, Addie pushed her hips up and moved her thighs against his head. Keeping his tongue flat, Chas licked her from the entrance to her heat all the way up to her clit in one soft, slow movement. Her thighs clenched tighter against him. As he licked her up and down, then down and up, he watched her face contort as pleasure spread throughout her. Watching her writhe and pant, moving her head from side to side as her excitement mounted, made his cock throb. Unzipping his jeans, his stiff length popped out. Wanting Addie to come, he pinched the base of his dick to dampen his heat.
“Lick all of me. It feels so good, honey. I love the way it sounds when you lick me,”
Addie panted.
Moving his tongue in different directions, always increasing and decreasing its speed, Chas caressed her tits as he pleasured her. He licked, gently nipped, and sucked her folds and swollen lips, bringing her whimpers to a frenzied pitch. He placed his mouth over her clit and sucked gently
as she pushed her pussy closer to his face. With his hand, he spread her lips and flicked her sweet button with the tip of his tongue.
“Oh, yes. That’s it, right there. Don’t stop,” she moaned.
His tongue kept flicking as he shoved two slightly bent fingers inside her, massaging the front walls of her silky heat. Chas stepped up the pace, both with his fingers and his tongue.
“Honey, don’t stop! Oh, my God, I love it when you do that. It feels so fucking good. Oh, God!”
Addie’s moans became more guttural and her breathing grew heavier. She gripped the top of his head harder. Knowing she was close to climaxing, Chas licked and stroked her faster while his fingers drilled in and out of her heated wetness.
“It’s coming. It’s coming. It’s… Oh, oh, feels so good.” Addie groaned as her body convulsed, her pussy clutching Chas’s fingers as her orgasm ripped through her body. Chas leaned over and kissed her, swallowing her moans as the waves of ecstasy made her body tremble.
“I fuckin’ love watching you come, baby. Love it.”
Out of breath, Addie squeezed Chas around the neck, covering the side of his face with small kisses. Breaking away from her, he looked down on her face, and a wide grin lit it up as her eyes sparkled. She grabbed his t-shirt and tugged it up; he flung it over his head and threw it on the floor. Addie ran her fingernails up and down his chest, circling and pinching his nipples. Chas groaned.
“Take off your jeans. I want you inside me,” she said, a wicked smile playing on her lips.
Chas tossed his jeans to the floor then kissed her firmly on the lips. She spread her legs wide. Seizing her arms, he pinned them above her and over the couch’s arm rest. Glancing down, her wet pussy beckoned his cock. He put one of her decorative pillows under her ass then as she lifted her hips, he grabbed her legs and placed them on his shoulders, pushing further into her as he positioned his hard dick at her slit.
“Do you like my big cock? Do you want it in your tight pussy?”
“I love it. I want you inside me. Now.”
“Your sweet cunt is mine, and you’re going to take it all in. I’m gonna ride you rough and hard, baby. Just the way you like it.”
Taking his dick, thick and pulsing, he shoved it in. It feels so fuckin’ good being inside my woman. Chas pounded Addie’s pussy over and over as he grunted and she moaned. Reaching over, he ran his hand through her hair, grabbing a handful of strands close to her scalp and giving it a pull. Addie whimpered.
“Your pussy was made for my cock, precious. It feels so fuckin’ good being inside you. You’re so tight. Damn, it’s the best.”
Chas kept pounding her fast, leaning further into her so his penetration was deeper and his pelvic bone rubbed against her clit with each thrust of his hips. Lowering his head, he kissed Addie deep and hot. Sweat covered his back as he pummeled her harder and deeper, his movements more frenzied with each sound of pleasure she emitted.
Addie came first, screaming out his name as her spasms wrapped tightly around his stiffness. As she came down from her pleasure ride, Chas’s dick swelled, then spilled his hot stream inside her as he continued pumping and thrusting until every last drop was spent. Primal groans filled the space between them as immense pleasure shot throughout his body. Collapsing on her, he nuzzled his head against her neck, licking and kissing it softly.
“That was intense,” he whispered in her ear.
“Deliciously intense,” she breathed as she tickled his back.
“There’s some fierce chemistry between us, babe.”
Sitting up, he yanked Addie with him as he lay down on his back, placing her next to him so she rested half on him and half on the couch. He wrapped his arms around her and held her tightly as her long, red hair covered his chest like a blanket.
The fire in her small, brick fireplace spit and crackled as they held each other.
After an hour of holding each other, Addie rolled off Chas. “I’m parched. You want something to drink?”
He sat up and grabbed his jeans off the floor. “Yeah. You got good beer?”
“Coors—I bought it for you.”
Chas smacked her naked ass lightly. “Good girl.”
He watched as Addie scooped up her clothes and ambled into her bedroom. By the time he put on his clothes, she came out wearing a peach silk robe. Chas slumped back down on the couch and watched the fire as it burned in the fireplace. The night was cold, and tiny beads of ice pelted against the windows of the apartment.
Addie handed Chas his beer. On the coffee table, she set down a platter of cheese cubes, deli meats, pickles, strips of raw peppers, and a basket of wheat crackers. Tucking her feet under her legs on the couch, she lifted her glass of red wine and clinked it against Chas’s beer can. “Cheers,” she said with a smile.
Chas took a big sip of beer then munched on some food as he gazed at Addie. He couldn’t get over how beautiful she was, or how crazy he was about her.
“What?” Addie asked as she scrunched her nose.
“You’re so beautiful.”
A pink flush brightened her face.
“You are.” With a long sigh, Chas gripped her hand and said, “I’ve got to ask you something.”
Wariness crept in her eyes. “What?”
“Why are you really in Pinewood Springs?”
A long pause ensued before Addie caught Chas’s gaze. “You know, don’t you?” she whispered.
“Yeah, babe. I do. Why don’t you tell me what happened back in Chicago?”
Addie took a deep breath then recounted her story. She didn’t leave anything out as she dusted off the past and presented it to Chas. After she finished, she said, “I’m not a horrible person, but I was at the wrong place at the wrong time. The image of that woman’s butchered body is forever burned into my mind.”
Chas drew her into his arms and held her. “I wish you would’ve told me all this before. It’s gonna be okay, baby. I’m sorry you had to go through all that shit.”
“I wanted to tell you, but I wasn’t sure which outlaw clubs Ian worked for. I was too scared. I didn’t want him to find me, and he did. I can’t believe he did, and it’s that vile Snake’s club Ian works for.”
“The Deadly Demons? I shoulda killed the fucker.” Chas opened another can of beer. “You’re safe for now, but your bastard husband has got to be eliminated. It’s the only way you’ll be free of him, and you and I can have a good life.”
Addie’s face turned white. “What? You mean kill Ian?”
Chas didn’t like the way her lips pressed together in a grimace. She should’ve been elated he’d offered to rid her life of that piece of trash. She’d been looking over her shoulder for two years; he thought she’d be more than ready to break free of the asshole. Watching as she rubbed at the middle of her forehead, her eyes closed, a burning knot gnawed at his insides as he wondered if she still had some feelings for the fucker but didn’t want to admit it. Not wanting to press her on the issue, he decided he’d find out where the jerk was staying and take care of the problem. Addie didn’t have to know.
“The next few nights, I have Jack. I’d like for you to share the time with us at my place. I know Jack will be thrilled to have you around.”
Her lackluster eyes sprang to life as they sparkled with joy. “Yes, I’d love to. It sounds wonderful.”
Chas squeezed her close to him and placed a kiss on top of her head. “Good. I’ll pick you up after work tomorrow evening then we’ll get Jack at my parents’.”
Addie snuggled against him. “I took tomorrow off.”
“You did? Great. We can hang out. I’ll take you on a ride.”
“Sounds good.”
“You up for me ordering a pizza and salad?”
“That’d be great. I’m starving. We can watch a movie. A thriller?”
“Whatever you want, precious. I just like you next to me. After the movie, I’ll be up for your tasty pussy, again.”
She gently slapped his chest. “You
’re so bad.” She giggled.
“And that’s what you love ’bout me, babe.” He winked at her when she looked up at him then lowered his head and kissed her wet and hot.
Chapter Thirty-Two
Addie cracked open one eye. Her body was tingling and pulsing like livewires were attached to it. Through her sleep-bleary eye, she saw Chas’s head moving below her. Moaning, she shifted her position, lying on her back. As slumber turned to wakefulness, Chas’s tongue circling and licking her breasts and nipples brought dampness to her aching mound. Whenever he grasped her nipples in his mouth and sucked them, a shot of pure pleasure hit her pussy. Addie raked her fingers through his hair, and he looked up at her from under hooded lids, his tongue flicking at her hard bud.
“Did I wake you, precious?”
“Yes. You are the best alarm clock, ever.” She squirmed under him.
“Had to taste your beautiful tits before the day started. I needed my fix.” Squeezing them, he laughed and pressed them together, sweeping his tongue across them in several long, slow licks. Oh, so good…
Chas’s hand slid down her thighs and pushed them open before he buried his fingers within her pink, wet folds. Even better… Each time he stroked her with his fingertips, the coil curled tighter in her pussy until his mouth gently sucked her clit. It had only taken one movement from his delicious tongue and mouth on her clit to make her shatter into a million tiny specks of pleasure. Chas knew exactly how to touch her, how to bring her over the edge every time. Addie could never get enough of him. Never. When she was with him, all the bullshit in her life didn’t seem to matter. The only thing that was important was the two of them and Jack. It was almost like nothing else existed, but it did, and thinking of Ian’s calm, threatening voice punctured her veil of bliss.
Moving her hand down Chas’s body, Addie grabbed hold of his stiff length. Wrapping her hand around it, she pumped it up and down.
Breathing heavily, Chas pulled her hand away. “Babe, I don’t have time for that. You can play with my dick later. I have church then we’ll take off for a nice ride, okay?” He kissed her forehead while he caressed her cheek with the back of his hand.
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