Look After Me by Elena Matthews

Author:Elena Matthews [Matthews, Elena]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Look After You #2
Amazon: B00USK9HWO
Barnesnoble: B00USK9HWO
Goodreads: 23263979
Publisher: Elena Matthews
Published: 2015-03-17T04:00:00+00:00

After our intense sexual escapade, we lie naked on the sofa. Addison is on top of me, her face nuzzled into my neck as we try to get our oxygen levels back to a stable rate. It was so intense that at one point I seriously thought I was going to black out. It was like the inner caged animal in me had been unleashed and I was stopping at nothing. If it weren’t for my strong physique, I probably would have popped my hip out of place.

Addison sits up and looks down at me with a smile. “Do you realize that you arrived here two hours ago for our counseling session and I’ve done zero counseling?”

I chuckle, caressing my hand down her back. “Well, we’re not doing anything right now.”

“I’m not having our counseling session while we’re naked!”

“Why not? It could be a new technique. I reckon more people would be inclined to speak out in their sessions if their hot counselor were naked,” I say with a wicked smile.

She playfully slaps my chest. “Totally not happening. And I don’t think my boss would be too happy if I began stripping down to my birthday suit during work hours.”

“I didn’t mean you. I’m the only person who’s allowed to see you naked during any counseling session.” I give her a mischievous grin and duck my head to the side to miss another playful hit.

“Even you don’t get those privileges. It’s hardly professional.” She goes to get off me but my hands grip her arms in place, stopping her.

“Where are you going?”

“I’m going to change, and then we’re going to get down to business.”

I smirk. “I thought that’s what we already did.” I burst out laughing when her hands come flying at me.

With a sparkle in her eyes, she bites back a smile. “Oh my God, you are just something else.” She stands up in all her naked glory, picks up her pile of clothes, and glares at me before turning her back, swaying that hypnotic ass side to side like a pendulum clock as she walks away.

“Just make sure your hot naked self is covered up by the time I come back out or I won’t give you a taster of what’s to come on Thanksgiving.” She looks over her shoulder and winks before she continues to her bedroom.

By the time she returns I’m fully dressed—minus my socks—and I finally have my dick in check. My naked distraction is now covered up in the same jeans I peeled her out of not even twenty minutes ago and a thick, unflattering sweatshirt. What she doesn’t know is that even though she’s covered up her main attributes, she still looks sexy as hell, even in a frumpy basketball sweatshirt.

“Nice sweatshirt.” I grin.

She’s barely able to hold back a smile as she takes a seat in front of me on the coffee table and crosses her legs, getting into a comfortable position. “Okay,” she begins seriously, “for the next hour we are not friends, we are not lovers, and we don’t even need to like one another.

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