First Kisses Are Never Forgotten

Chapter 18

ADDISON

He said it. I don't want to stop. I want to know more, I think I could get to something, anything today. But he said our code word.

I didn't think about it before, but 'Violet' is our code world. It is something between us. Only us. I like that. Also, I like that it is violet, I'm starting to think he likes that color too, huh. Most of the things in the house are violet. I should ask him about that another time.

"Here." He hands me the ball and takes my other hand in his, I like how he holds my hand. I like the feeling I get from his touch. His huge hand engulfing mine, they look...fitting. The warmth and possessiveness I fell from the slight squeeze he gave my hand.

He positions me in the middle of the court, facing the setter trainer.

"Your fingers should be holding the ball forming a triangle or a diamond, depending on how you see it. Your thumbs and indexes should look at each other, but don't really stitch them together. And you bend the knees a bit, so you could come up while pushing with your arms and hands. The key though, is the wrists and thumbs movement. They should open and close. Maybe picture them as saloon doors."

And...I'm lost. My brain did not get one thing from what he just said. From how he is trying to contain his laugh, I think my face showed that too.

"Look." He steps around me and lowers his chest to mine. He adjusts his knees behind mine and bent them slightly. His thighs stick to mine, his chest to my back, and his head above mine, hovering at the side of my neck. I could feel his breath on my shoulder.

My whole body shivers when his hands hold mine over the ball. I could smell him.

He smells fresh like he just showered, but also he smells like danger. The kind of danger you want to get lost in. It's making me light-headed.

"Keep your knees bent." His voice is so husky and thick, his tone is so demanding, commanding and bossy.

I swallow hard, trying to ignore how my blood pressure up a notch just from his voice.

He stands straight again but doesn't let go of my hands and keeps my back connected to his body.

I started breathing faster, the hum of electricity moving through my body turned into a bolt of lightning when he raised our hands above my head and slid his hands down my arms slowly. Very slowly.

His hands rest on my waist and he holds them tightly. "Doctor."

"Yes?" God! My voice is so raspy and not at all like my normal voice. Get yourself together Addie!

"Bend over."

"What?!" My scream vibrates through the whole court and my cheeks are now on fire.

His chuckles low in my ear, and his hand on my waist tightens. "Just a bit, not all the way." He devilishly whispers, I can already see his smug smirk forming on his face right now.

"Such a filthy mind from all that smut you read. Anyways, you need your back to help you push the ball up."

"Ah." I ignore that smut comment.

"Yes, Ah."

He adjusts my fingers on the ball and lets go of me. I almost whimper from the loss of his heat, of his scent and touch.

"Shoot this one as a trail and then I'll pass you one that you will set. Okay?"

I cleared my throat and ordered my brain to regain function so I could speak. "Yup, got it."