I moved in with over 5 boxes into Addison's apartment. Not that many. Most of them were clothes. I didn't wear dresses or skirts that often. I mostly wore leggings with a tee shirt or tracksuits with a hoodie. But I did move into Addison's quite easily and peacefully. We didn't argue, when if I was moving in with my mother, I'd be the one on the naughty step. Addison and I never fought. He's too nice and too easy to get along with to even consider having an argument with. We did though, manage...
'Done.' he said proudly
'That was easy. Thought we'd be here all day. Only took a couple hours.'
'Yeah.' he chuckled.
Addison smiled at my music box. He sauntered over to it, picking up a caset from a nearby box and inserted it into the stereo. He switched it on. I'm Looking Up by Rich White. A very sexy song.
He walked towards me with a smirk on his face. He took my hands and stretched my arms out by walking backwards. He pulled me close to him, then let go, grabbing my waist. We touched foreheads.
'You know, one day you're gonna kill me with the number of butterflies you give me...' I whispered, my eyes closed, still touching his forehead.
'I could give you one more butterfly...' he said gently.
He grabbed my bottom lip with the rim of his. Picking at them. The slippery touch against my mentolabian sulcus. I gasped in his mouth then went for it. I fully devoured his lips by locking us together. I held my hand to the back of his head to pull him closer. He started grabbing me by the thighs to pick me up. He held me tight as I tangled my fingers in his hair.
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The Thing that Differs Us...
RomanceHe's young, she's younger. He has a job, she's still in school. He is mature, well, she is too but not economically. Addison was attracted to Zariah like any guy would be attracted to a girl. Her height and her mature body, made Addison think that s...
