Page 51 of Protecting Addison
“I do,” Addison blurted.
“What?”
“I have condoms,” she told him, feeling the hot blush on her cheeks. “I bought them last week. I don’t know why, I just…it seemed like it might be a good idea.”
“You’re a fucking genius. Where?” Ricky asked.
Turning her head, Addison nodded over at the dresser. “Top drawer. Right side.”
Ricky was moving before she’d even finished speaking. He wrenched open the drawer where she kept her socks and smiled as he held up the box.
“You even got the right size. Extra-large.”
Addison rolled her eyes. The truth was, she’d had no idea what size to get, but with the erection she’d felt against her leg now and then, she’d had a feeling he’d need the bigger ones. She’d been right too.
Condoms went flying when he tore the box open hastily, but his grin never faded. He had a packet in his teeth when he climbed back over her. He pushed her legs open once more, then ripped the little foil.
Addison watched as he rolled the condom over his erection. She much preferred for him to be bare, but as she wasn’t on any birth control right now, and four kids was plenty for the moment, thank you very much. She didn’t dare make the offer for him to forego protection.
“I’m not going to last long once I get inside your hot, wet pussy, so we need to make sure you’re ready to take me.” And with that, Ricky rested his hand on her belly, like he had the other morning, and his thumb immediately got to work strumming her clit in the way he’d learned she liked best.
It didn’t take long for Addison’s desire to ramp up. Ricky’s other fingers were covered in her juices as he used them to prepare her to take him by gently pumping in and out of her pussy.
“That’s it, hon. Come for me. You’re almost there.”
She was. Clamping her lips together, Addison exploded.
* * *
MacGyver had never seen anything as beautiful as his wife squirming and coming under him. Her chest was blotchy red and her nipples were rock hard. She didn’t have very big tits, but he’d discovered they were extremely sensitive. He mentally vowed to make her come simply by playing with them…later.
Now, it was all he could do not to plunge between her soaking-wet folds and take her the way he’d dreamed of for weeks.
He loved the way her thighs shook as she came. How her belly visibly clenched. How tightly she squeezed his fingers with her cunt and how she gushed for him.
MacGyver was an idiot for not having condoms, but like the amazing, organized businesswoman and mom she was, Addison had taken care of that for them. Looking down at his cock, he wished he could rip off the rubber and take her bare, but there was no way he’d disrespect his wife that way. Until they could sit down and have a talk about babies and birth control, he wouldn’t risk an unplanned pregnancy.
Addison was still twitching with pleasure when he notched the head of his cock between her legs. Biting his lip, he reached for the legendary control he had while on the job. But no mission had been as difficult as waiting for Addison’s consent.
She didn’t make him wait. Her legs rose and she rested her ankles on his shoulders.
“Please,” she whispered, her green gaze boring into him.
“Hold on,” he said in a hoarse voice. Then, with one steady thrust, he was balls deep inside her.
They both gasped. MacGyver had never felt anything as pleasurable in his entire life. He’d had sex many times, but nothing had ever felt like this. He was eye to eye with Addison, and seeing the red flush of her chest expand up her neck and down over her tits was fascinating and intimate.
“Move,” she ordered.
But MacGyver shook his head. He couldn’t. If he moved, he’d come. He had no doubt about that. The pleasure of being inside her was that intense. He felt like a virgin.
Then his wife smiled up at him and tightened her inner muscles.
A spurt of pre-come shot out of his dick.
“Fuck!” he exclaimed.
“That’s the goal,” Addison sassed.
