Page 95 of Some Things Never Change

After tossing the condom on the sink counter, Andy got on his knees and positioned his face in front of my center as I continued to sit on the counter. Without saying another word, he pulled my lacy panties off and threw my legs over his shoulders. Exactly like what I did to him last night, he let out a long and hot breath over my clit. All before his lips kissed and licked it lewdly. I let out an uncontrollable, soft moan.

Andy hummed and my eyes rolled back. When I looked back down, his eyes were on me. His tongue pressed flat, and I stifled a loud moan by covering my mouth. His hands came up to pull down my bra as they went straight for my nipples. He rolled them in between his fingers as he lewdly sucked my clit. My head threw back and hit the mirror with a thud as my body arched toward him.

I no longer cared about his perfectly styled hair as my hands went to comb through it haphazardly. Andy let out a deep throaty laugh as he lapped, sucked, and nibbled away at his meal, and I let out hushed groans and moans as gently as I could. I tugged harshly onto him as he continued to pleasure me.

“You’ve been thinking about me taking you in the middle of this bathroom all day. Haven’t you? You’re soaking wet, as if you already came for me, Julie.”

Andy’s tongue flattened against my entrance again, and I came. His laughs vibrated through me as I mewled loudly. He lapped a few more times before pulling away. I was helped off the counter and pulled into a heated kiss. He eventually pulled away to allow me to slip back into my black pumps. All the while, he showered me with kisses the whole time.

I eagerly turned around and positioned myself on the beautiful sink counter with my face down and ass out. In the mirror, I looked like I came straight out of a wet dream, all sprawled out on a countertop while begging my boyfriend to make me his.

“Take me from the back, Sweetheart.” I looked over my shoulder at him. My voice was a firm command.

Andy let out a low groan as he looked down at me with darkened eyes. He gave himself a hard pump as he reached for the condom and ripped open the foil. I reached out to him to run my hands down his chest, abs, and his sensitive navel, earning a hitched breath from him. His feral gaze never left mine as he readied himself for me.

“Baby,” he called out as he undid my bra and threw it in some corner.

He pulled me upright and planted kisses up and down the column of my neck before he positioned himself in front of my center. One of his hands was on my chin and it turned my attention to the reflection of the mirror. Meanwhile, the other hand cupped one of my breasts, rolling my nipple in between his fingers.

I still couldn’t believe we were fully naked in this huge, luxurious bathroom, with our clothes scattered all over the ground. All the while, we were supposed to be on our lunch break at work. In the mirror, Andy placed another kiss behind my ear.

“Before I start, I have only one request of you as the loser of this stupid game.” His whisper was so soft it barely came out as a breath.

“What is it?”

“Keep your eyes on the mirror. I want you to see how sexy you look when you come on my cock.”

His hot palm on my breast gave me one last squeeze, and I lightly gasped. Then, his hand lazily went down past my ribs and stomach. By the time he reached my entrance to play with my clit, I was whimpering. I parted my legs wider for his easier access and mewled as I positioned myself exactly how I wanted him to take me.

Wordlessly, Andy buried his face into my shoulder and sharply bit down as he slipped in. I moaned loudly from the pain and from him burying himself deep to the root. He laughed as I covered my mouth with a hand. My legs were already shaking a bit with all the pressure of him so deep in me. Was I truly this sensitive after just a few days of us not having sex?

“Scared?”

I scoffed. “Why should I be? I’m the winner.”

Andy chuckled smugly as he leaned in with his lips hovering over the corner of my lips. He was merely a kiss away as he stared back at me with simple determination to make me sore all over.

“Well, you should be. You released this monster, after all.”

For a beating moment, we both shared a quick gaze. The tension between us felt thick and eager. Without hesitation, he easily pulled me into an open mouth kiss again.

It didn't take long before Andy sprawled one of my legs over the sink counter and covered my mouth with his hand. He was trying to keep me quiet as I became rowdy with my screams and moans. We both watched our reflection in the mirror.

With each thrust Andy made, my breasts lewdly bounced for our entertainment as the wet sounds of our drenched sexes filled the air. It soon became clear how close I was to coming. Each of Andy’s raging, deep-seated thrust only made me louder as I tried my best to be quiet and keep my eyes on the mirror.

Meanwhile, he stood tall and strong behind me, mounting and folding me into the perfect position to keep his length buried deep in our wet mess. I blubbered nonsense into his hand and tried to hold on to the countertop as I came with the roll of my eyes.

“Fuck, Andy,” I moaned. “Fuck me.”

At that request, he immediately pulled out of me and took a hold of my chin again. He pulled my attention away from the mirror to look at him as he leaned in close to me. His breaths were hot in my face. “You want me to fuck you?”

“Fuck me like the little slut that I am for you, pretty boy.”

My boyfriend let out an uneven breath as his lips brushed across my cheek. “Are you begging me, Julie Lo?”

“Y-Yes.”

“Nope. On your knees, baby.”

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