While it certainly felt like an eternity, it was only a very few minutes before Addison appeared inside the office that Preston had sequestered himself into.  During that wait, Preston’s hand continued to dance over the front of his pants, making him more aroused while the passing time left him more nervous.  What if, now that he had called her bluff, Addison chickened out, or just changed her mind?  What if she was still willing, but had been caught on the way?  What if she had decided to tell her Dad and HE was on his way?!<br/><br/>Pulling his hand away at that thought, Preston nearly jumped when the door opened at last, and Addison slipped in.  One look at her face, and the way she turned to lock the door behind her, was more than enough to wipe away those growing traces of nervousness.  Swollen and hard already, Preston felt himself throb as the boss’s daughter sauntered his way, his eyes tracing every curve on display.<br/><br/>“You are having some effects, that is for sure.”  Preston replied as she drew close and wound her arms around his neck.  “But you knew that already.”  Leaning down, Preston passed by Addison’s lips, surprisingly, instead lowering his mouth to kiss and bite lightly at her long smooth neck.  “Need.  That is a good word for it.”  He groaned, tasting her skin for the first time before raising slightly to nip at her earlobe.  “I’m pretty sure what I need is for you to fulfill some promises you made.”<br/><br/>Pulling back, Preston grinned in wicked lust, his cupping Addison’s firm ass for a second before rising to her shoulders and guiding her downward.