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The exhaustion weighs in as he moves me, so I’m lying on my back. He thrusts harder with his body on top of me, the familiar build inside my stomach threatening to burst again. I warn him eagerly that I’m about to come again, but then he whispers, “I’m going to come now, and when I do, I’m going to fuck you nice and hard.”

An involuntary groan leaves my mouth while Andy pushes deeper and drives me into another blissful orgasm. I bring his mouth to mine, moaning in his kiss while he thrusts one last time until his body stiffens on top of me.

Our heavy breathing echoes in the room, and he collapses on top of me as I stroke his hair, unable to speak.

We silently lay here until he pulls himself from me, yanking off the condom. Tossing it in the trash can beside his bed, he pulls the sheets over us.

“I don’t want to leave this bed,” I tell him honestly as he wraps his arms around my body from behind me. “But I should probably go soon.”

“Stay a little while longer.”

I playfully knock into him. “You’re still hard.”

“I am.” He slides his fingers down between my thighs and enters me, causing me to gasp. “You’re still wet.”

As he continues to finger me, my body takes over once again. With every touch, his need to have me again turns me on. I love how insatiable he is, worshiping my body like it belongs to only him. Despite the exhaustion, I still crave more. I want him all over me.

“You gonna come for me again, baby?” he asks, withdrawing his fingers to place them in his mouth so he can taste me.

Fuck, how is this man so sexy?

I nod, unable to comprehend anything else.

“Good girl,” he purrs, inserting his fingers in harder this time, causing me to moan in delight. “Because I’m hungry, and there’s only one thing I want to taste right now…”

Twenty

Andy

For the first time in the longest time, I slept through the night.

Not a single dream or nightmare.

Jessa snuck out of my room somewhere after midnight. My parents weren’t even home yet, probably still drinking away at Noah and Kate’s. As much as I wanted to ask Jessa to stay, I knew she needed to be with Bentley, not wanting to put her in a position where she felt like she needed to choose between us.

So, I took what I could in the time I had her.

It didn’t stop after I went down and tasted just how sweet her arousal was. I wanted more, so I entered her again, demanding she go on all fours because I needed her in every possible way. I altered from fucking her nice and slow to hard and fast until I came again, just as intense as the first time.

Every single inch of her body is just as perfect as I imagined—the right curves, the swell of her beautiful tits, her ass which I desperately wanted to smack but worried my parents would come home and hear us. Fucking hell, I’m hard thinking about it again.

I roll over, turning to face the window. The sunshine is out in full glory, with only a slight layer of haze in the sky. My hands reach out for my phone, noting it’s just after eight. I want to text her but assume she’s busy with Bentley. They have plans to go out today with her mom, so as much as I want her attention, I know I’m not the only one either.

My stomach growls, needing food so desperately. All my stamina was exerted last night, so I’m hungry as hell, no surprises.

I drag my bare feet to the kitchen, wearing my sweats and a ragged white tee I found in my drawer. Dad is cooking breakfast in the kitchen while Mom appears to be nursing a hangover. Her head is buried in her hands, and occasionally, she lets out a groan.

The stool beside her is empty, so I take a seat as Dad slides a coffee over to me.

“That smells amazing. I’m starving,” I tell him, eyeing the bacon and eggs on the plate near the stove.

“It smells like vomit,” Mom complains beside me with a scrunched face. “Oh wait, that’s probably me.”

“Your mother got herself drunk last night.”

“I didn’t get myself drunk. Rocky got us all drunk,” she corrects him. “Did you see Lex? He was so far gone…”

“Lex, drunk? C’mon, as if, Mom.”

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