First Kisses Are Never Forgotten

Chapter 9

AARON

You should give me an award for tonight.

I really don't know how I am surviving this. Addison moaned and rolled her eyes to the back of her head with every. Single. Bite. Every single bite of Paella, cookies and churros.

I can't stop thinking about these sounds. And if my food made her sound like that, what would she sound like with my cock inside her. That reminds me of the huge boner she's giving me because of these sounds. Calm down, Dick!

I have to find a way to hide my straining bulge. Yeah, maybe this pillow will do.

I couldn't take my eyes off her tonight. There were a couple of times where I almost burned the food I was making because of her. I really can't focus on anything except her when she's around. She is so captivating.

All I want to do is touch her, touch her flushed cheeks, and touch those god damn lips that are driving me crazy. With every lick, every bite of her lips I find myself not being able to resist her anymore. I can't let myself have her and everything I want. Everything I need.

Right now she is sitting next to me on the floor, with a damn pillow over my dick.

She is sitting really close to me. Her curly hair is now up in a messy bun, and she looks even hotter now. She is wearing a baggy sweatshirt and leggings. Never seen a woman look hotter than she does right now. We are putting a jigsaw puzzle together and I think she is asking me something, but I can't answer. I can't do anything except look at her. Look at her beauty. Look at how mesmerizing she is.

"Diaz?" she asks me with a concerned look on her face.

"Are you okay? You look...pained"

I relax my face and look at her, "I'm good, doctor."

"I was asking you about the puzzles, why do you have so many of them?"

"I think you know why." I gave her a look. "It was part of my recovery."

She only nods, while trying to put the pieces together. She's patient with me. She doesn't judge me. I like that about her.

I know that it is her job to do that, to make for me a safe space to talk in, but I think Addison is just the kind of person you feel safe with, even without her medical training.

"I had many exercises to do and physical therapy, but nothing for working my brain. So doctors advised me to choose something to do, and I chose jigsaw. My abuela always had some around the house when I was a kid. I loved them, always used to play them with her., but as I grew up, I stopped."

"Well, it is a good habit." She drags out her words and puts on her focusing face. I really like that face. She looks so cute while trying to concentrate, and having those lines between her eyebrows.

"So tell me. Why doctor, why sports medicine? Was there anything else you would've done instead of this?"

She gives me one of her big laughs and turns her head to me, "You know, I'm the therapist right? I ask you."

"Right." I can't help myself. I want to know everything about her. I want more from her.

"Fine. I'll tell you first." I pick some pieces and put them together. "I picked up volleyball when I was 5 years old during a summer vacation and never dropped it since. I love it. And like I said, my dad put me in training and I knew what I was going to do the rest of my life. I enjoy it, this is why I never let it feel like a job, I have real estate."

"Don't get me wrong, I love that too. I like helping people find their homes or places they would build their dreams in, but volleyball to me...is..."