Chapter 9 Garrett’s POV Addison’s pain was breaking my heart for her. I had gone upstairs while she was eating, not just to get the disc but to look around for my football. I was up there for too long as I looked inside Mrs. Ana’s closet and room before going to Addison’s room to search. I didn’t find it. I doubt that she would have thrown it away. It had to be here somewhere, but a quick search of the other two bedrooms resulted in nothing. I was frustrated at not finding it, but I returned to open the safe to get the disc. We all knew the code. It was Addison’s birthday, May the twelfth (0512). I didn’t forget her birthday. I was just angry at her for throwing our friendship away like she had. I grabbed the disc. As the safe was large, I quickly checked behind the pile of paperwork for my football, but it was not there. I made plans to check Mrs. Ana’s home office before I left. I had already seen the living room, dining room, and kitchen area, and it was not in there. I was planning on checking the office while Addison watched her father’s birthday video, but I stopped cold after getting back downstairs and seeing her. I have never seen anyone so young, in so much pain. My heart clenched for her, and I couldn’t stop my feet from heading right to her. I wanted to comfort her. I wanted to assure her everything would be OK, but I couldn’t find the right words. Her trying to kick me out of the house was starting to piss me off, especially when she mentioned that my brother would have brought her dinner over. I bet Holden would have loved that. He has a huge crush on her and refuses to listen to me when I tell him to back off. There is a three-month gap between Addison and me. Our parents were so happy that we would be close in age. Holden will be seventeen in another five months. He is too young for her, but I have seen how he looks at her. He has a crush, a big one on Addison. He can hang it up. I will never allow him to be with her; she is mine. Her refusal to look at me hurt. I never wanted this to happen between us. I have always wanted her to be in my life. I want to take her pain away, if only for a little while. She is suffering, and I can’t stand to see it. I will do whatever she needs to make her happy again. Leaning down and kissing her was the most natural thing to do. I always wanted her to be my first kiss. I guess it is better late than never. I know she doesn’t date, and I was thrilled at her inexperience. She is responding to me now, and that sends me over the moon. I broke the kiss and took her upstairs to her room. Her arms were around my neck, and her head was on my shoulder. I can smell her vanilla scent, which brings back all my memories of her before our friendship ended. I sat down on her bed and let her straddle me. I am not going to miss this opportunity to make out with Addison. I have always wanted to be her first with everything. I can already feel my c**k rising to the occasion and letting her know that I wanted her. I am cupping her face and helping to direct her with this kiss. As always, Addison is a quick student. I could feel her start to rub herself in a circle, grinding down on my c**k. It didn’t matter that we were still fully dressed. Just feeling her pressing against me only made me want her even more. I felt her tug on my t-shirt to get it off me, and I let her. We were both panting and looking at each other before Addison leaned down and kissed me. She initiated it this time, and I was glad to keep kissing her. I would forgive her anything if she decided to let me be hers. She is all I ever wanted, and I hate that we can’t go back to how we were before. My need for her grows as she makes the sweetest sounds in her throat as she kisses me. This time, when she breaks the kiss, she starts to explore my chest. I have never gone this slow with anyone ever before. Usually, the girls who approached me were ready to go, and it was just s*x. This is so much more than that. It’s probably because my feelings are involved here. Addison means something to me. I can see the love and care she has for me as well. She is so focused on touching me, and her fingers trace the ridges right down to the waistband of my jeans. I can tell that she is both curious and a little hesitant. I don’t want her to stop now. I don’t think I can hold back, not when we are this close to being together. “I want to see you too,” I managed to say, and Addison stood up and pulled her hoody off. She has worn them for the last three years. She is always in them, no matter how hot it is outside. She took my breath away. She stood before me with her lacy bra, and I would never have thought that she would be wearing something like that underneath her clothes. She took my breath away just by standing there in front of me in her bra. Her breasts were so full they were almost spilling out of the top of it. It was sexy that she kept that hidden away. I was glad that I was the only one who would be seeing it. I was staring at her as she took off her bra. She had hidden her figure away from me all this time. She is a curvy goddess, and I didn’t even realize it. His full breasts demanded my attention, and I reached forward to use both hands on her. They were heavy in my palms. I started to play with her n*****s, and the moan that came out of Addison almost made me c*m in my jeans. She is so sensitive. So very responsive to my touch. I leaned forward and took one of her n*****s into my mouth and pulled on it hard as I sucked it into my mouth. Addison cried out in pleasure, and I then pulled her towards me and gave her other n****e the same attention. I couldn’t control my hands. I wanted to touch her everywhere. I wanted to make this the best night of her life. I didn’t know if tomorrow she would be furious with me for wanting to give her comfort in the only way I knew how. I just knew that I had one shot at this, and I was going to take care of my girl. I had one hand on her breast and was winding my other hand through her long auburn hair. I gently tugged her face down towards me and kissed her again. This time I managed to break the plane of her mouth, as she allowed my tongue entrance. I slowly searched her mouth, sucking and stroking with my tongue as her moans grew louder. Addison gave as good as she got, and I suddenly realized that I hadn’t brought a condom over with me. I have them in my room, but I was in no condition to run over there and get one right now. I remembered that I saw a box of condoms in her mother’s bathroom under the sink. I broke off the kiss and said, “I will be right back.” I ran as fast as I could to make sure that there were some in the box. God help me if it is empty. I wanted to dance when I saw that the box was half full. I don’t need quite that many, but I know that I will sleep with Addison at least twice tonight before I have to head back home. I wanted her so much, and this is a second chance for us. I am not going to do anything that would ruin it. I returned with the box and knew I needed to get her back to where she was. In the minute that I was gone, I could see that she was not as lost in lust as she had been, but now that I am back, I can see that she wants to touch my chest again. I tossed the box of condoms on the bed and then stepped up to her. She had been standing there facing me when I came back into the room. I was close enough now that her erect n*****s were touching my chest. My desire for her has not diminished at all. In fact, I know that if I don’t take my jeans off soon, I fear my c**k might be injured by how hard it is pressing up against the zipper. It is an almost painful pleasure, but one that I know will be much better once I am inside Addison. I stepped forward towards her, and she stepped away from me. Addison ended up sitting down on the bed. I glanced over, noticed her blinds were open, and stepped over to shut them. I learned that lesson myself just last night. “Is this your first time, Addison?” I asked her quietly. I tried hard to keep the hope out of my voice. I would be disappointed, but it was not a dealbreaker. She will know she isn’t my first, but I pray she doesn’t think about what she saw last night. It would end very badly for me. “Yes,” Addison replied in a voice that was both excited and scared. “I will take care of you, Addison. You don’t have to worry about anything,” I told her as I undid my jeans. I could see her watching every step I took. Her natural curiosity was focused on me, and I could see her desire swirling in her eyes. She watched as I pulled my c**k out and gave it a slow stroke. He didn’t need it; he was ready to go. I wanted to get to see Addison’s reaction. I liked seeing a bit of fear before letting curiosity get the better of her and using one fingertip to touch it. I groaned out, almost in pain, as her touch nearly made me c*m. How is she so good at knowing where to touch me? Her hand jerked back, and she asked, “Did I hurt you?” “No, baby, that felt great. It almost felt too good. You’re about to have me explode in your hand,” I told her. Addison hesitantly reached out again, and this time, I bit my lip to keep from pulling her hand away from me again. I felt my chest fill with pride. She seemed to be engrossed in studying my d**k, but I was not going to be able to hold out for very much longer. I need to keep this moving forward. The least I could do was teach her how to roll a condom on. I felt unreasonably jealous at the thought of her using this knowledge on anyone else. I will have to lock her down as mine as soon as possible. I know in my heart that I would punch anyone who tries to take her away from me. Addison belongs to me again, and this time, I will never let her go.