Addison felt a little flutter at the apex of her thighs when she read Preston’s latest text message, where he expressed his desire to be able to thank her continuously. She bit her lower lip as she thought about whether he was referring to kissing her finally, or fucking her again and again.<br/><br/>Or maybe it was her lucky day and he meant both.<br/><br/>Another text message rolled in on the heels of the first, alerting her to his hot dog order. Well, dual hot dog order. Addison decided to buy herself a Coke, which the vendor thankfully provided, before ordering his particular request.<br/><br/>By the time he got there, he was able to reach out for the dogs that the vendor had just finished prepping. He mentioned coming just in time, which immediately had Addison grinning. “You seem to be in that habit,” she remarked slyly, before handing the cash over to the hot dog man.<br/><br/>She took her Coke and cracked it open, then turned back toward Parker. “Where’s my thank you? Or do I have to wait for that, too?” She challenged him.