It became increasingly clear with each nearly violent thrust that Preston was failing to have a concern for their surroundings as much as Addison was.  Pounding away rhythmically, his grunts matched each of her moans as Addison’s tight walls were forced to accommodate his surging length again and again.  “Oh fuck…” Preston growled as her words, such a perfect response, spurred him onward.<br/><br/>Feeling their bodies colliding in the most pleasurable way possibly, Preston’s grin grew a little wider as Addison started bucking against him, clearly approaching another peak and eager to crash over the edge.  If he had more to give in that moment he certainly would have, but with his own desire skyrocketing, Preston was already giving the slim boss’s daughter everything he had.<br/><br/>Watching her from only inches away, Preston rode the wave of his own climax, knowing he could not stop if he wanted to, and as he saw Addison’s eyes roll back he let himself go, his own explosive orgasm overtaking him and causing him to pin her firmly against the wall.   Panting, Preston realized how loud they might have been, although it was a little hazy to be fair.  Resting his head against the wall next to her shoulder, he slowly caught his breath.  “Fuck, I could get very addicted to this…” He confessed, slowly releasing Addison’s held leg and stepping back.  He doubted they had much more time before being missed.