Page 79 of Some Things Never Change

“You’re already so wet.” Andy swallowed thickly as I spread my legs wider for him. “Do I turn you on that much?”

I could barely nod as his fingers found my clit and started rubbing circles, neither too slow nor too fast. Meanwhile, his other hand rolled my nipples in between his fingers. I let out a breathless whimper as we kissed for what felt like forever. I squeezed his forearm as his fingers focused on the entrance to my sex again. The coil in my lower belly twisted tighter with each methodical stroke, brush, and rub from Andy’s fingers.

I could feel myself becoming more and more aroused the more soaked my panties became. I moaned as his fingers danced over my slit and he gave my breast another squeeze. As Andy continued to plant kisses all over my lips, cheeks, and neck, he pulled my panties to the side and went back to my naked clit. He gave it more attention as I continued to moan and squirm under his touch.

I could hear exactly how slick I was as the sounds of Andy pleasuring me, our wet kisses, and my mewls were the only music playing in the car. I let out a wet groan into his kiss as he slipped his middle finger into my heat.

He gave it a few pumps and then asked, “Does this feel good?”

I was gripping onto his forearm for dear life. “Yeah.” My voice was all high-pitched and weird.

Andy continued to pump, whispering into my ear. “Perfect.”

He soon began craning his long finger with much precision. I arched and rolled against his hand as he continued to pleasure me. At one point, I threw my head back onto his shoulders and stared aimlessly at the ceiling of the car when he hit my sweet spot over and over. It wasn’t long before I felt myself coming to the edge of my building release.

My breathing became more shallow and labored with each hit he made. I let out a sharp, tiny scream and clung onto Andy’s arm tightly when my climax came ripping through. After a few more pumps and strokes of my now hypersensitive heat, he finally pulled his fingers out.

When I finally looked back into Andy’s eyes, I realized he had been watching me the whole time with his steady, all-consuming gaze. I couldn’t tear my eyes away, even if I wanted to. All I wanted to do was just stare at him, analyze every single detail of his beautiful, perfect face. As I watched him, I caught a glimpse of his hand. His fingers were slick and wet.

His long fingers were drenched because of me, and he wasn’t shy to rub my climax between his fingers. I blushed furiously. Despite my flushing embarrassment, I could feel how turned on he was from his hot erection on my backside.

“I can’t believe you came for me,” said Andy, breaking the silence. He sounded like he was in disbelief as he breathed into the nape of my neck. “You’re so wet you’re soaking my pant leg.”

I pecked him on the lips as I threw back my ass, giving his shaft a long and rough stroke, drawing out a little groan from him. “All just for you.”

“Baby, can I taste you?”

I gave him another kiss. This time, it was a wet open-mouthed kiss as I tried to stroke him through the lewd movement of my lower body. Andy let out a low moan as he pulled away. I felt my still sensitive heat clench at the new nickname.

“Of course. Why would I ever deny you?”

Andy brought his soaked fingers to his lips. His fiery eyes never left mine as he slipped his fingers into his mouth and hummed. He lewdly sucked them, making me forget to breathe for a moment.

“So sweet… Let’s take you to the bedroom. I want more of where this came from.”

Andy gave my inner thighs a quick squeeze before opening the car door. A light breeze of cool air entered the hot car as I quickly took my shaky exit. My legs were still wobbly from my climax. I couldn’t help but let my eyes rake all over Andy as he stepped out of the car after me, holding me close to him. He was red, flushed, and very aroused. I could tell it was becoming uncomfortable with the way he quickly adjusted himself. But before I could even say anything, let alone reach out to draw a trail down his sensitive navel, he spoke up.

“God, you’re so sexy.” His jaw clenched as his eyes danced all over me, mesmerized. The front part of my dress was still down, and I didn’t even bother to fix it.

I smirked as I turned to walk into the house, swaying my hips. “Wait until you see me naked.”

I am typically never this confident, especially when it comes to sleeping with a new partner for the first time, but Andy always made me feel comfortable. Now, I was bolder than ever. Maybe even brazen. I barely opened the door when Andy suddenly came behind me and threw me over his shoulder, making me yelp.

“Andy!” I yelled.

He only laughed as he made long, quick strides to the hallway leading to our bedrooms. “My room or yours?”

“Yours.”

Andy hummed. “We can do it in yours for the second and third round.”

I swallowed hard. The second and third round? Did I even know what I was getting myself into?

Chapter

Thirty-Three

Within seconds, Andy placed me down on his king sized bed with a bounce. He quickly worked on peeling his clothes off as I watched the show with heavy breaths. He undid his belt buckle and tugged down his pants and boxer briefs in a single motion as I gawked with a hanging jaw.

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