Page 113 of Crossed Wires: The Complete Series

She resisted the urge to giggle nervously. The nickname came from one of the more precocious tots amongst her year one kids, Nige. She’d lost count of how many times she’d put him in time-out for pulling out his own Mr. Wiggly and showing it to the girls.

She blushed again.

Wow. Really? You’re sitting on the hardest, most amazing cock you’ve ever seen and you’re thinking about work? Wonder why you’re not getting laid on a regular basis, Amy?

“You okay?” He shifted slightly and his hard-on brushed against her clit.

“Oh yeah.” Her quick, breathless response pleased him.

“Good.” He pressed her back against the mattress, covering her with his body. He was big…everywhere. Kyle had been slight, only about an inch taller than her. Apart from him and a couple unmemorable one-night stands prior to him, it was safe to say she’d never been with such a large man. She liked it.

He reached toward the nightstand and she followed his progress, watching as he pulled a condom out of the drawer. Talk about prepared. Her sexy stranger had set up the room perfectly. She wondered what Andrew Shaw would think about the illicit activities taking place in his room.

Wait…

How did Harper know she would pick this room?

The thought caught her unaware and a seed of doubt sprouted in the back of Amy’s mind.

Unfortunately, it didn’t have time to take root, mainly because her stranger had decided to do a bit of rooting himself. Donning the condom, he placed the head of his cock at the opening of her pussy.

She had only a moment to regret halting his anal play. Her damn reticence had cost her a new experience. Maybe she’d talk him into trying again later.

After.

Because there was no way she was stopping him now. He pressed in slowly as Amy struggled to suck air into her lungs. Her eyes hadn’t deceived her. He was definitely filling her in a way she’d never been filled before.

Once he was fully seated, he paused for the briefest of seconds. “Hold on.”

It was the only warning she received as he unleashed the same incredible strength and power he’d exposed her to all night.

He pounded into her body, offering her no reprieve. Not that she wanted it. Amy lifted her legs, wrapping them around his waist, opening herself to him even more.

Both of them groaned as he thrust in deeper.

“So bloody good.” She dragged her nails along his back. Two could play the pleasure-pain game. He hissed sharply, but his gaze told a different tale as it narrowed with hunger, his lust bared before her.

“Don’t come,” he warned her.

“What? Fuck that.”

He drove in harder, then stalled. “I mean it, Amy. You’re going to do what I say at least once tonight. I’ll tell you when to come. Don’t you dare do it a second before that.”

He punctuated his demand with a thrust that cut too deep, too close to the hot zone.

“Not. Sure. I. Can. Stop.” Each word was drawn from her on a harsh breath.

“Just a minute more, Amy. Just a minute and we’ll come together.”

His demand, combined with the slightest tinge of a plea, touched her. She closed her eyes. “Yes Sir.”

“No. Fuck. I changed my mind. Call me Andrew. Say my name. Say it and come.”

She exploded into a million pieces, her lips forming the word. “Andrew!” she cried. “God, Andrew. Andrew.”

Tremors racked her frame, shaking her bones so strongly she feared she’d break. Had she ever had an orgasm before now? There was no way she could compare those lukewarm imposters to this climax.

Andrew followed her into oblivion, his arms tightening as he bucked, his cock jerking with its release.

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