I take one of the taut buds of her nipples in my mouth through the lacy bra she’s wearing and lightly tug on it with my teeth. She moans approvingly and her hand tightens into a fist in my hair, slightly pulling on it and driving me into a frenzy. I’m about to tear the bra off her body when the door behind us suddenly vibrates from someone pounding on it.
“Hurry up in there, Andi!” The voice on the other side of the door calls.
Andi drops her head to my shoulder in frustration before answering, “Ok, Sandy, be right out.”
“We will finish this later tonight, Andi.” I am leaving no room for argument. This is killing me to let her go but I am enjoying watching her put her dress and high heels back on.
Once she finishes dressing, I wrap my arms around her and add, “Andi, I don’t want a one-night stand or a friend with benefits. I want to be with you and only you – I want to give us a chance.”
Her answer sends shivers down my spine. “I’m with you, Luke. I’m with you.”
The other girl comes rushing in the room as soon as Andi opens the door and we make our way back to our friends. Alicia gushes at Andi over her performance and everyone congratulates us on the show but I give all the credit to Andi. “This was all Andi’s creativity. I just did what she told me to.”
Brandon’s knowing eyes picked up on a change in me with Andi. “You two sure are good friends, Luke.” I see Andi tense at his dig and know she is thinking about my words from last night.
“Yeah, I couldn’t ask for a better friend than Andi,” and her head quickly jerks in my direction as she looks up at me in disbelief, “and I couldn’t ask for a better girlfriend, either.” I smile at her and watch as her face visibly softens and her gorgeous smile fills her face.
Brandon can’t hide his blatant look of satisfaction at my declaration. I admit, I have to consider that my brother is a better man than I’ve given him credit for in the past. I sit down beside him and he leans over towards me, “Best decision you’ve ever made, little brother.” I nod thoughtfully, knowing deep down, he is completely right.
We’re hanging around the club until they announce which contestants will move on to the next round. Of course, Andi is one of them because she was phenomenal on stage. Her next round is two weeks from tonight.
Knowing there is nothing else holding us here, I am not ashamed to admit that I ushered my girlfriend out of the club because I have more exciting plans for us tonight. And none of them involve an audience. I follow her back to her house and I absolutely cannot wait to be the one to undress her this time. She pulls into her garage and opens the other door so I can park my truck inside. As the door slides back down, I steal up behind her where she’s about to unlock the door.
I slide my arms around her waist from behind and kiss the side of her neck. She’s struggling to get the key in the door and I’m enjoying the affect I have on her, so I run my fingers up her sides when she suddenly shrieks and tries to jump away from me. Only she’s between me and the door with nowhere to go. Seems I’ve found a ticklish spot on her so I do it again. And again.
Now she’s laughing so hard she can barely hold her keys. She wiggles in my arms until she is able to turn and face me. She holds up her hands in mock surrender and laughingly warns me to stop or we’ll never get in the house. The look of pure happiness and playfulness takes me by surprise. Suddenly I can’t get inside the house fast enough. I smile and take the keys from her hand and step into her, again pinning her between me and door.
The passionate kiss that suddenly erupts is unbelievably hot and all-consuming. I am suddenly so rock hard its painful and only Andi can make it feel better. Without breaking contact, I somehow manage to unlock the door and carry her to her bedroom. We fall to the bed together, never breaking apart, and even though the dress she’s wearing tonight barely covers her ass, it suddenly feels like she has way too many clothes on.
I feel the unwavering and unyielding need to help her with this predicament.
CHAPTER TEN
ANDI
My college science professor denied that the human body could spontaneously combust. I beg to differ, Dr. So-and-So. At this very moment, I’m positive you are full of shit because my body feels like it will burst out in flames any second now. Especially when he does that right there – oh my god! Thank you, sir, I will definitely take another.
My hands move down his wide shoulders, firm back and to his narrow waist where I find the hem of his shirt. I start pulling it up to take it off of him when he suddenly reaches one hand back, grabs the shirt and whips it over his head in under one second flat. His bare skin feels incredible under my hands – I can feel every move of his muscles, every cord and ripple in his back and shoulders.
“It’s time for you to slip into something more comfortable, Andi,” he whispers seductively in my ear and I just melt even more. He rolls to my side and I stand up beside the bed. I splay my hands out across my chest and slowly move them down the front of my dress, swaying seductively until I reach the hem. Then I slowly pull it up and over my head, revealing the matching black bra and panties he’d seen earlier.
As my arms pull the dress over the top of my head, Luke suddenly springs from the bed and holds my hands behind my head. He steps back and looks at me appreciatively and longingly. I take in his devastatingly handsome face, his chiseled chest, and his washboard abs. He is beautiful all over but he’s still way over-dressed with those black jeans on. I try to pull my hand out of his grasp to help him with those pesky jeans but he holds tighter and shakes his head no.
“This is just about where we got to when we were so rudely interrupted earlier,” his deep voice rumbles, before his mouth finds my nipple again. I moan in pleasure, as Luke moves one hand into my hair and grasps it firmly. He increases his pressure, tugging on one nipple with his teeth, then he moves his attention to the other one.
All the flirting, teasing and touching leading up to tonight has made it impossible for me to wait one more minute. “Luke, please…”
“Please, what, baby? Tell me what you what.”
“I can’t wait any longer. Please, Luke.”
He lets go of my hands and my dress falls to the floor. My hands, now free, immediately find the button on his pants and within a couple of seconds, he sheds his pants. His body is pure perfection and I suddenly want to run my tongue over every inch of him. I reach out to touch his stomach, running my fingers along the ripples of his six-pack and down the V that runs down each side and disappears under the waistband of his boxer briefs.
His blue eyes darken with lust and anticipation. I dip one finger just under his waistband and lightly scrape my nail along the sensitive skin. I lightly brush the head of his impressive manhood and felt it jerk in response at the same time he hisses in a sharp breath. Moving both hands around his waist, I flatten my palms against his back, fingers pointed downward, and slowly inch them into his briefs and scrape my fingernails against the cheeks of his ass.
He growls in pleasure then quickly sheds his briefs, standing before me completely naked with all his glorious muscles showing. His hands go around my back and deftly unhook my bra, letting it cascade down my arms until it drops to the floor. His big hands raise and take both of my breasts in his hands, caressing and kneading them at first. Then he starts rubbing his thumb across my sensitive nipples, causing me to arch my back and move closer into him.
My hands mold around his sides and then move down to grasp his long, thick shaft that is standing erect, at full attention right in front of me. I grasp him with both hands, cupping his sensitive balls with one hand while stroking his impressive length with the other. Luke pulls me in to him and kisses me thoroughly, melting me again and making my legs weak.
His fingers trail down my stomach until he reaches the very core of me. His hand strokes me lightly through the silky material first, finding that it is already drenched with my want and need. His fingers move the flimsy material aside and stroke the wet folds that are waiting
just inside. His all-male groan of approval sends shivers through me.
“My God, Andi, you’re killing me.”
Before I can answer, his thick finger plunges inside me and I loudly gasp in pleasure. I’m already so close and he’s barely even touched me. When his thumb circles my nub while his finger keeps moving in and out of me, I have to grip his shoulders and hold on. He feels my orgasm building, clenching his finger inside me and my breathing and moans getting louder.
He urges me on, softly muttering in my ear, “That’s it, baby. Let me hear you.” Then his thumb presses a little harder on my nub as he inserts a second finger inside me. I can’t hold back my scream of pleasure as the waves of my climax claims my entire body. He’s watching me with pure hunger in his eyes, complete longing to finish what he’s started. And I’m so ready for him, but there’s something I need to do first. So when he loosens his grip where he’s helped hold me upright, I willingly drop to my knees in front of him and take him in my mouth.
LUKE
I’m going to fucking explode just watching her. That was the most incredible sight I’ve ever seen and now I just want to see the look of pure satisfaction on her face over and over again. I want to be the one – the only one – who gives her that look. I love how much she wants me. She’s so wet right now and I can’t wait to take her, finish making her mine. I just released my hold on her so I can move her to the bed, but she has completely taken me by surprise. But in a completely different way.
She just dropped to her knees and wrapped her beautiful, plump lips around me. I swear I’ve died and gone to heaven. Her mouth feels so damn good – wet, soft, and velvety. Her tongue is circling round and round and it feels incredible. She is almost taking the full length of me in her mouth until I hit the back of her throat over and over again. My hips reflexively move in time with her and I’m completely lost in her until I suddenly realize I don’t want this kind of happy ending right now.
I inwardly groan, my body is revolting against my mind’s decision to stop her obvious talents. But my hands obey my mind’s command and still her, “Baby, you are amazing, but I want nothing more right now than to be inside you.” I pull her to her feet and cover her mouth with mine, my tongue darting in her mouth and dancing with hers as I walk her backwards to the bed. When her knees hit the bed, I gently push her shoulders down so that she’s sitting, then I nudge her until she’s flat on her back and her lower legs are still hanging off the side.
I pick up her feet one at a time and put them on my shoulders. She raises her head to look at me as I lower my mouth to her nub. I dart my tongue out, circle her nub and her hips buck against my mouth. She likes it. I smile and go back to work on her but this time I suck it into my mouth and let my teeth lightly graze across it.
She’s breathless as she says again, “Luke, please, baby….”
“What, sweetheart? Tell me what you want. Anything, baby.”
“You. I want you inside me. NOW!”
I lift her and move her fully onto the bed and position myself above her. I’m positioned at her wet entrance and I’m about to push into her when the wetness registers and I realize I’m not wearing a condom.
“Shit.”
“What’s wrong, Luke? What are you waiting for?”
“I don’t have a condom with me, baby.”
She lets out a loud groan and every masculine cell in my body loves that she wants me so badly.
“I’m clean, Luke. I haven’t been with anyone in….a few years….but I get tested along with everyone else at the gym. And I had birth control implanted in my arm.”
I’m so relieved to hear this from her. I haven’t wanted to ask about her past boyfriends, but I’m glad it’s been a long time since she’s been with someone.
“I’m clean, too, baby. It’s been a while for me but I’ve never had sex without a condom – ever. You’ll be my first. But I still get tested frequently.”
She nods in agreement and I hold her face in my hands, keeping her eyes on mine. I wanted to plunge into her hard and fast until I remember she said it’s been a few years since she’s been with anyone and I definitely don’t want to hurt her. My thumbs lightly stroke along her cheekbones as I slowly enter her, giving her body time to adjust to my considerable size. She fits me like a tight, wet, velvet glove and I know if I moved at this very moment, this would all be over way too soon.
Apparently the wait is too long for my sexy little vixen because she pleads, “Luke, please, move.” I’m trying to think of anything except how amazing she feels under me, with me inside her, hearing her ragged breaths and her voice asking me for more, and FUCK, this isn’t helping! I somehow conjure a mental picture of Gran and it seems to help.
I begin moving slowly until I’m sure I’ve regained complete control of my soldiers who were threatening to go AWOL. Soon, Andi’s ecstasy is pushing me on until she’s fully taking me and I’m pushing into her with abandon.
When I can no longer hold back, I reach between our bodies and find her sensitive, swollen nub. I start rubbing it in circles, sending shock waves through her body and through her sugar walls. They clench me in a viselike grip and I grunt, “Now, baby. Drench me.” As if on command, she’s coming and I feel her ripples flexing around me and she screams in bliss. I quickly follow her, unable to hold back one more second, and empty myself into her.
I collapse on top of her and quickly realize I must be crushing her petite body under me. I roll over and take her with me so that she’s lying completely on top of me. I’m still inside her – I can’t bring myself to pull out yet. I feel her smile against my chest and I kiss the top of her head and I stroke her back. I feel her breaths become even and realize she’s fallen asleep on top of me.
And in this moment, I decide I can never let her go. I don’t know when or how it happened, but I know without a doubt I am thoroughly and completely in love with this incredible woman. The realization both scares and electrifies me so much I can’t relax enough to sleep more than a couple of hours at a time. I wake her up twice more during the night to make slow, sensuous love to her and each time she’s just as receptive to me as she was the first time.
When she wakes Sunday morning, I’m already awake and watching her sleep. She looks so happy and satisfied and I can’t help but feel a swell of pride at knowing I’ve given her at least some of that. She smiles at me when she sees I’m staring and my heart skips a beat.
“Good morning,” she says through her sleepy smile.
“Good morning, baby,” I answer, stroking her cheek and down her neck.
“Were you watching me sleep?”
“I was. Can’t take my eyes off you.” This earns me another smile, but that’s not why I said it. I literally mean I can’t take my eyes off of her – she has mesmerized me.
“So, today is our standard family get together day and my parents want you to come. Want to go with me?” I ask tentatively, knowing how the last visit went.
“I’d love to come with you.”
And there’s no denying the double meaning in her response and I definitely don’t have the heart to deny her. So I pounce on her once again in the bed. Then again in the shower.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
ANDI
I’m really having a hard time focusing on the catalog of outdoor furniture Linda is showing me. I can’t stop thinking about last night and this morning with Luke….mainly because I’m delightfully sore from our bedroom acrobatics. I mentally chastise myself and force myself to pay attention. She’s showing me the set she wants for the garden area around the pool. It sounds so simple, but I’ve never had a mother who asked for my opinion and she makes me feel like a part of the family.
Linda finally settles on one the one she wants just as Sam walks in the room. “Honey, I’ve decided.”
“Wonderful. On what?” His bored, semi-listening tone indicates he’s heard this a few hundred times from her.
“The patio set I’m going to get.”
This gets his attention. “Hmm…let’s see,” he says as he walks over to the kitchen table. Linda shows him the page and Sam whistles low and serious as he looks at the price. “It’ll have to wait, babe.” Linda nods her head and says, “I was hoping to get it on sale at the end of the season if there are any sets left over.”
Linda and I cook while Luke and Brandon are outside helping Sam with some heavy work in the yard. Linda is very witty and her dry, sarcastic humor is hilarious to me. We spend the majority of our time together laughing at her stories of Luke and Brandon growing up, all the trouble they got into and how they were with Alicia.
I could listen to her talk about their family life for hours. She’s teaching me how to cook some of Luke’s favorite dishes. I furiously blink back the tears when she puts her arm around my shoulders and squeezes me to her for no apparent reason.
Sam, Luke and Brandon all come piling in the kitchen – sweaty, dirty and hungry – from putting down concrete pavers for Linda’s extended patio. Linda sends them to clean up before we set the table. Once we’re all gathered back in the kitchen, we take our seats at the table. The conversation eventually turns to stories of Luke and Brandon growing up, which leads to questions about my childhood.
Questions and answers Luke and I haven’t even discussed yet. And I feel bad about talking about it now, in front of everyone, but I don’t really feel like I have a choice.
“Andi, do your parents live nearby?” Sam asks in between bites of food. I see Luke’s fork freeze in mid-air as he looks at his dad then at me.
“Dad, I don’t know if-“
I touch his arm and say, “Its fine, Luke.” Then I turn my gaze to Sam and answer him, “They used to live in the area, but they died when I was six.” I try to keep my tone casual and light, as if this is a question I answer every day. The truth is I never really talk about them because that leads to more questions.
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