Although the sounds of machinery and men at work were audible from inside the small trailer, Addison was having a harder time focusing on them, favoring instead the delectable words that Preston was speaking as he coyly flirted with the hem of her skirt and smoothed his digits over her smooth thighs.<br/><br/>She breathed him in, taking in a deep and heated breath, before their lips collided again and her hands wound around his shoulders. When the teasing kiss ended, she bit her lower lip and Preston pushed her legs apart a little wider. Just as she was about to lay herself back to slip her skirt off, Preston slid his fingers inside and tugged her panties to the side.<br/><br/>Watching his face as his fingers danced between her pussy lips and parted them to dip inside, Addison’s gaze blurred and her mouth dropped open to make room for a gasp. He wanted an up close and personal view of her face and Addison was far too entranced not to stare at him all the while. With her jaw slack and her breathing quickening, she stared at him, moaning softly.