Addison Baxter has survived more things in one lifetime than any one person should. After her only child Autum dies in a car accident, she finds out how many secrets and lies her abusive husband, Curt, was hiding. Filing for divorce and putting her house up for sale, Addison is determined to build a new life for herself and grieve the loss of her daughter. But life is fickle, and somewhere between grieving and building her new life, Michael Crestmoore walks into her heart like a Mac truck.
With Michael around, dealing with life’s cruel punches is easier for Addison. No matter what has happened Michael has been her rock, a fact that has not gone unnoticed by her soon to be ex, Curt. Addison wants a new life with Michael; one that holds the promise of love, laughter and healing. But will Curt’s jealousy and hurt spill over into Addison’s happily ever after?
Addy stands in front of me, her eyes never leaving mine. She removes her shirt slowly and drops it to the side, her red bra cradling her exquisite breasts. I reach out placing my hands on her thighs pulling her to me, her soft belly in front of my face I kiss it tenderly running my tongue along the waist of her skirt. She places her hands in my hair and quietly moans. My hands run down her skirt finding the bottom. Lifting up the skirt and placing my hands on her smooth legs instantly hardens me. Her breathing is faster now as she works her fingers through my hair at a more rapid pace. I slowly slide my hands up the backs of her thighs and reach her lacy underwear, my fingers work themselves under the fabric as I grab her ass and pull her towards me so her groin is mere inches from my mouth. I look up at her with wild heat in my eyes. Pulling down her panties so they are around her ankles I take my hand and lift up her foot and slide them off, one side then the other. I drop them on her shirt that is next to me. Addy lets go of my hair and steps back. Her beautiful skin glowing in the waters reflection. She reaches around her and takes off her bra dropping it on the pile of clothes. Her nipples are hard, I lick my lips in anticipation of swirling my tongue over them.
Leia is from Iowa where she resides with her Husband of 17 years and beautiful 12 year old daughter. She has a spoiled yellow lab, cute Papillion puppy and an old grouchy cat. She loves to swim and ride bikes, both of the motor and pedal version. She is an avid fisher-woman and gardener.