Now it looked like they were going to spend the afternoon at a ballgame. As much as he’d love to drag out this sexual escapade, they’d have to settle for a quickie with the promise of more, later tonight.
“You sore?” He was concerned about her after their adventure in the club. Neither he nor Tom had held back, both of them losing themselves inside Amy’s sweet body.
She shook her head. “I feel incredible. Last night was…” She paused and he wondered what word she would use to describe it. “It was bloody amazing.”
“So you think you might give the threesome thing a try again?”
“No.” Her response was quick and took him by surprise.
“Why not?” Had he misread her? He thought she’d enjoyed the experience.
“Because I don’t think you want to do it again and, honestly, you’re the only person I can picture myself ever doing that with.”
He’d given himself away to more than just Tom. Amy had picked up on his unease over sharing her as well. “I’m sorry, Amy. I don’t want you to think I didn’t love what we did at the club, I?—”
“Oh, I know you did. I loved it as well. But, well, I like it better when it’s just us. If that makes sense.”
It made perfect sense. He felt exactly the same way. He rose from the couch and pulled his pants down. His erection stood out long and hard. Amy sat up in front of him, grasping it in her hand.
He cupped the sides of her face and tilted until she looked at him. “I want you to suck my cock.”
She gave him a saucy smile. “I thought you’d never ask.”
Without a moment’s hesitation, she engulfed the head with her sweet lips. He didn’t bother to restrain his groan of absolute bliss when she took him deep on the first pass. Her mouth was lethal to his control as she used her tongue and teeth to tease his sensitive flesh.
“God, Amy. That feels so fucking good.”
She increased her pace and the pressure, taking him from zero to sixty in less than a minute. Damn. He wanted this to last, but she wasn’t holding anything back. It had been this way since their first night together. Amy gave herself over to him, without reservation. She didn’t seem to suffer the same misgivings as other lovers he’d been with in the past. Instead, she was simply herself.
One of her hands tightened at the base of his dick and Andrew saw stars. When she used her free hand to up the ante, stroking her fingers between his ass cheeks, toying with his anus, he knew he was a goner.
“Shit. Amy. I’m not going to be able to stop.”
She wiggled her finger harder against his tight opening, pressing in to the first knuckle.
Game over. Once again, she’d come out on top.
His fingers tightened in her dark tresses. He loved the soft texture of her hair. Amy showed no mercy as she continued to suck on his cock.
When he came, she swallowed, then slowed her sucking.
He gasped for breath, his heart galloping a million miles a minute. He’d spent nearly a week inside her, and yet every experience was as exciting as the first.
Amy released him with a pop. Her too-pleased grin proved she knew exactly what effect she had on him.
“Come on.” He grasped her hand and pulled her up.
“Where are we going?”
“Shower. I need a few minutes to recover.”
She stood to follow, but her cell phone rang. Amy bent to retrieve it from the coffee table and glanced at the screen. She grinned. “It’s Harper. She’s probably checking to make sure I got the tickets.”
Andrew held out his hand, indicating he wanted the phone.
Amy shook her head. “Nope. She called me. Not you. Go start the shower. I’ll be there in a minute.”
He wanted to protest, but he knew if Harper were in trouble, Amy wouldn’t hesitate to tell him. Best to let them have their girl time.