Addison stretched herself out on her bed, laying back and resting her head against the pillow. She felt her muscles warm up and quickly realized that wasn’t the only part of her that was getting heated. She had to wonder about Preston’s current state. Was he taking a little longer to respond because he was thinking about her taking care of business, so to speak?<br/><br/>His reply about how hard she worked earlier today had Addison smirking. Addison quirked her lips and typed out a quick reply.<br/><br/><div style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'">Of the two of us, I’d hope I wasn’t the one who was hard. Speaking of, are you hard now?</span>​</div><br/>Addison giggled, waiting for the next message to roll in. He was definitely taking longer to respond by this point, and she couldn’t help thinking about him hard under his blankets, hot and bothered as he thought about her in the various positions she put herself in earlier. She wondered what his favorite position would be; her on her knees, her bent over in front of him, or her pressed up against the door.<br/><br/>Finally, Preston sent another text, making Addison’s phone chime. She grinned again, her devious look returning.<br/><br/><div style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'">Be sure to tell me when it happens again, and I’ll help you… relieve all those nerves. Goodnight, Preston.</span>​</div><br/>With that, Addison set her phone down and guided her hand down her front, over her midriff and between her trembling thighs. She imagined sucking him off while he was on a phone conference, at his desk. Licking her lips, then biting them, she quickly came and fell asleep.