Page 80 of Some Things Never Change

Without hesitation, I immediately uttered the first thing that came to my mind. “You’re a big boy, aren’t you?”

Andy’s whole body flushed bright red at my comment. Now that he stripped down to nothing but his naked erection, it was my turn. I quickly sat up to unzip my dress, but to no avail with my shaky hands. Anticipation and nervousness flooded through my veins. I giggled as he pulled me to my feet and his hands immediately went to my side where the zipper was.

“H-Here, let me help,” said Andy. His voice was soft and shy.

“Why are you so shy now that we’re together? You’re usually so flirty and always teasing me.” I drew a heart with my finger right over where his actual heart was.

Andy chuckled, tugging off my dress for me. “Because I’m obsessed with you, and I don’t want to sound or do something stupid now that I got you.”

I scoffed. “You know I’ll still love you even if you do something dumb, right?”

He pulled me in for a kiss without answering me. I was anticipating the kiss to be rough as we previously ravished each other’s mouths, but Andy was so tender. His slower, purposeful actions helped dial down the temperature from our little act in the car.

He lowered me down to the bed and I peered up at him as he got on. Sitting on his knees, towering over me, Andy’s hands danced all over my bare skin with his pupils so wide his eyes practically looked black. He palmed and stroked every inch of my skin across my ribs, down my navel, and further. He pulled off my wet panties in one fell swoop with a heavy swallow.

“Did I tell you how beautiful you are?”

I laughed. I got onto one of my elbows and let my hand touch the hard-earned muscles of his amazing body. His breath hitched as my hand traveled across the expanse of his hard chest down to his chiseled abs to his flat, sensitive navel. I slicked the wetness on his tip back and his hand immediately came up to cup my face.

I smiled. “Yeah, you just said it earlier.”

He pulled me up to my knees as his face came close to mine. “That’s only once. It’s not enough. You’re beautiful, you’re beautiful,” he softly chanted into my mouth as my hand began to pump him slowly. His tender fingers also slipped down to touch me. “You’re soaking wet.”

I giggled. “Time for you to come, too.”

Andy smiled, stopping my hands on him. “I’m already halfway to coming just staring at you like this.”

We both laid back down as we kissed. Once on the bed, his lips kissed a wet trail along my hips and made his way all the way down. My legs involuntarily opened wide for him and he slipped in without hesitation. He moved on to kiss my legs from my ankle to my inner thighs and back up to my hips, skipping my center entirely. I watched through a haze as he slowly kissed a trail of wet and lapping kisses on my inner thighs, from my knees finally to my sex.

“I love your thighs,” he said as he bit the meatiest part of my right inner thigh above my center, hitching my breath. My hand immediately reached out for his silky hair. “They’re so thick and fucking sexy.”

He turned to my left thigh with a heavy sigh and then gave it another sharp bite. I yelped, and he smiled as he lapped the mark he left behind. “Fuck, Julie. You’re going to make me want to leave marks right here every day if you keep making those noises.”

When he felt he gave my thighs enough attention, he gave both of my inner thighs two quick kisses and squeezes before he slipped one of his hands down to my entrance again. I let out a small moan of pleasure as his finger started to tease my entrance. He ran his finger back up and over my sensitive nub, earning a whimper from me.

Andy smiled as he watched me. I arched into his hand as his fingers slipped into me. A breathy moan escaped my lips as I clutched onto his gray bed sheets as he continued to pump me insane. He brought his face back up to mine and peppered my lips with constant kisses as I clung onto him again.

Maybe it was because I hadn’t had sex in months or the fact that Andy knew exactly what he was doing to my body, but my legs were shaking not long after he started his ministrations. I was so sensitive.

“Andy,” I breathed. “I can’t. I want you. I need you. Please, please.”

He immediately pulled out and reached over to one of his nightstands. He pulled out a condom from the drawer and quickly ripped it open with the tug of his teeth. I got up and eagerly helped him put it on. Andy watched me with those eyes of his. They were piercing as they took in my every move. He let out a shaky breath when I positioned myself on my back in front of him.

“Will you please invite me in, beautiful?” The low and husky tone of his voice made me the one to gulp dumbly.

Breathlessly, I got up on one of my elbows as my hand reached out to him. I directed him to the entrance of my heat. Our breaths hitched as I teased my slit with his tip in three long strokes, like the way he always liked to knock.

“Please come in,” I said, shakily. “And, never leave.”

Andy’s hand took over and, in a single gentle push forward, we both moaned in unison. He came down on me and pressed kisses all over my lips, jaw, and neck with ragged breaths as he fully sheathed his girthy length in me. His face pulled away to hover over mine as we watched each other as I adjusted to his size.

I involuntarily clenched with the flutter of my eyes, and his hips flexed at my reaction. He let out a throaty groan and began to slowly roll his hips. I couldn’t keep my composure as I let out an array of mewls.

“Does it feel good?” His words were nothing but a shameless moan.

I couldn’t speak. The only thing I could do was clumsily nod.

Andy smiled as his thrusts picked up the pace and our breaths became heavier and more labored in unison. I was becoming undone by him as I held onto his lower torso with each of his methodical thrust. My eyes fluttered with the momentum of each slow movement of his hips. Just as I felt myself coming closer to the edge of my bliss, he came to a slow stop and pulled out.

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